"Could there really be no hidden circumstances behind this case? Was it truly just about stealing money?"
Amuro Tooru considered it rationally, reached a conclusion, and then fell silent for a moment.
If that was really the case, then what exactly had he been doing all day?
"No." The diligent undercover agent was reluctant to accept that outcome. Amuro Tooru studied the robber across from him and thought more deeply:
"I remember this guy actually has accomplices. It's just that most of the time, those accomplices don't show themselves and stay hidden nearby—after all, only two people can fit in a postal truck. If a whole group squeezed in, they'd be exposed immediately."
Since the robber in front of him held no hidden circumstances, perhaps Uzo's crucial piece was actually one of his accomplices?
"Indeed, no Scriptwriter would stand openly beneath the spotlight. By that logic, the key puppets in a Scriptwriter's hands would also be affected to some extent.
"Compared with this guy openly showing his face in front of me, those accomplices who appeared and vanished unpredictably might be the true key."
With that, Amuro Tooru immediately had a new objective.
He looked at the robber across from him and said seriously, "Let's go. I'll trick them into opening the door for you." And while he was at it, he would lure the robber's accomplices into the Postal Bank and catch them all at once, so that no key figure could slip away unnoticed.
The robber across from him was stunned. "..." Why was he suddenly being so cooperative?
He could not help recalling the speculation his accomplices had just told him through his earpiece—
"Big Brother! That kid definitely has a grudge against one of the Postal Bank employees, so he wants to use us to kill