Gin turned his head and informed the other two in the car, "It's starting."
Almost at the same time, a crackling current sounded from the back seat.
A voice soon came from the loudspeaker beside Vermouth. "Vermouth, can you hear me?"
This was the Matsuda-brand Puppet's voice, different from Jiang Xia's own.
Vermouth had originally assumed it was Jiang Xia in the venue contacting her, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
But once the channel connected, she suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice.
Her expression sharpened. Without replying, she abruptly looked up at Gin.
"Don't be nervous. He's the 'Uzo' selected by Uzo himself, and he's fairly useful."
Gin recalled that curly-haired man, whom Uzo had tormented until he looked as though he would be buried any second, yet who was strangely loyal. "From now on, for matters involving Uzo, try to deal with him instead. Treat him as the real 'Uzo'—it's another layer of protection for Uzo's identity."
"..." Vermouth narrowed her eyes slightly, and the killing intent around her silently swelled.
Although she trusted Jiang Xia's judgment, a so-called "Uzo" who could genuinely threaten his safety had suddenly appeared at his side...
Vermouth sneered. "You sound very confident in him—but haven't you always said that 'only the dead can keep secrets'? Now some nobody has suddenly appeared and gained control of the important information of 'Uzo's true identity'..."
"Uzo may be troublesome, but he does have a good eye for people."
Gin glanced at her through the rearview mirror, his tone icy. "If you can identify the temperament of every target as precisely as Uzo does, predict their future actions, then draw them into an incident and get them all killed... then I wouldn't mind letting you turn that fake 'Uzo' into a tight-lipped