As Tangze approached Tooru Amuro's car, he sensed something and activated his special vision, sweeping his gaze over the vehicle in front of him.
It wasn't that he was being overly cautious. The call just now had been far too suspicious.
Tooru Amuro hadn't revealed the slightest anomaly over the phone. His words and tone had been much the same as usual, roughly asking where Tangze had gone so late at night and whether he needed a ride.
It really had been an entirely ordinary daily conversation—if they had been an ordinary guardian and ward.
Ever since learning Tangze's true identity, in private, although Tangze still habitually called him Mr. Amuro, the two of them hardly used honorific speech with each other. Their conversations were more relaxed as well.
Moreover, the number that had called was suspicious too. If he specifically used Bourbon's number, then either there were Organization members nearby and Tooru Amuro was subtly warning him to watch what he said, or the call itself might have been bugged.
In short, either possibility indicated that their earlier conversation and upcoming meeting might not be taking place in a secure environment.
There really was only Tooru Amuro in the car, but once Tangze got closer, he unsurprisingly spotted several concealed red dots.
Tangze immediately understood.
It seemed he had gone to some Organization hideout or base and had been fitted with a listening device, tracker, or something similar.
Considering Tooru Amuro was also a cautious undercover agent, the fact that those bugs had been left in place must have been deliberate.
Having grasped the situation well enough, Tangze silently adjusted his steps, opened the door, and slid into the back seat of the Mazda.
Tooru Amuro, who had been waiting with one hand on the steering wheel, turned his