The Risk of a Former Boss

The body search finally ended, and the ghosts' regretful sighs drifted in from outside the window.

Jiang Xia felt a little regretful too. If he'd known, he should have prepared more small weapons and armed the Matsuda-brand Puppet from head to toe. Then Vodka could pull out one item and get startled, pull out another and get startled again... If they'd dragged things out long enough, not only might Vodka's killing intent have risen substantially, but Gin might have produced some extra output too.

After confirming that Cito was unarmed, Gin let him into the car.

The vehicle left the open space by the river and headed toward a factory several kilometers away. It looked like a dilapidated chemical plant, one Gin often used to destroy corpses and erase traces.

Once the car started moving again.

Jiang Xia looked at the subordinate puppet beside him, then at Gin in the front seat, feeling a little hesitant.

Only then did Jiang Xia realize that he didn't actually have much interview experience—when he worked part-time, he generally filled in for Amuro Tooru and simply went straight over; for variety shows, Miss Yoko usually introduced him, so he only had to go through the motions once he arrived... The only relatively successful interview he'd had was when he'd bluffed and tricked his way into the Amuro Detective Agency through Amuro Tooru.

But now, he probably couldn't use that experience as a reference...

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Xia poked Matsuda Jinpei. [How about we follow the usual procedure and introduce ourselves first?]

Communication between ghosts and spirit mediums could take place through something akin to telepathy.

Matsuda Jinpei withdrew his gaze from Gin. He felt that his young Spirit Medium Master cared too much about procedure and had overlooked one small