Sure enough, Inspector Megure's gaze toward them became harsher than ever.
Seeing this, the security guard volunteered, "How about starting this car? I'm very good at identifying engine sounds. If it really is this car, I'll definitely recognize it!"
Inspector Megure nodded and said to Vodka, "Brother Yamada, start the car and let this gentleman hear the sound."
Mizunashi Rena's heart tightened. This policeman was far too careless—how could he let him get into the car? Escaping would only take one press on the gas pedal—you should at least take the keys and have one of your own people start it!
She sighed inwardly. Naturally, she couldn't speak up to remind them at a time like this, so she could only quietly tense herself. If Gin and Vodka planned to ram Detective Jiang Xia off the cliff on their way out, she would still have time to react.
Vodka slowly fished out the car keys and secretly glanced at Gin. Big Brother, are we making a run for it?
Getting away from these cops would be no problem. The only thing to fear was that Uzo kid pulling something again... Damn it, couldn't they get a sniper here to take him out first?
Vodka missed his two sniper colleagues more than ever.
Yet at that moment, Gin exhaled a puff of smoke and suddenly said, "Instead of testing the car, you should arrest that receptionist first."
Inspector Megure froze. "What do you mean?"
Gin sneered. Though he was answering Megure's question, his eyes were on Jiang Xia. "Because he's the one who killed that president."
Jiang Xia, who had been leisurely dragging out the pace of the case: "...?"
Why wasn't this guy following the script? Everyone was obediently waiting for the detective to solve the case—why was an outlaw