Having understood the general sequence of events, Rum's objective was not hard to guess.
Amuro Tooru pondered, "I remember Rum has always been interested in geniuses like Jiang Xia. Although Jiang Xia is obviously a good person, Rum is rotten to the core. He definitely wouldn't mind turning a Great Detective praised by the world into a villain walking in darkness—after all, if he succeeds, he gains a powerful asset, and even if he fails, he loses nothing.
"Jiang Xia is my subordinate now, and I'm Rum's subordinate. Rum shouldn't have any reason to rush, but now... could it be that he's finally lost patience and wants to go around me to make a move on Jiang Xia directly?
"Was Curacao sent by Rum to assess him, or to build rapport and subtly influence Jiang Xia, changing his sense of good and evil?"
The more he thought about it, the more shameless it seemed.
"I'll have to ask Jiang Xia what Curacao did today. And I must warn him to be careful around that woman... Though I already warned him before, Curacao is very good at disguising herself. I can't let Jiang Xia be fooled by today's 'shared hardship.' He must clearly realize just how dangerous that woman is."
After piously cursing his superior and colleague, Amuro Tooru came back to his senses and began considering the case at hand.
"Come to think of it, the police searched in this direction and successfully found the man because Jiang Xia accurately guessed the bomber's thoughts. Given the culprit's personality, after laying the groundwork so carefully for so many years, he couldn't possibly bear to miss the final act.
"By the same logic, if this case has anything to do with Uzo, could that guy also be nearby, enjoying the sight of