Hirotsugu Morofushi looked at Tangze, who was coughing incessantly after choking, wearing an equally strange expression. Clearly, he had guessed the same possibility.
Someone who could carry out missions alongside Bourbon at the time—or rather, someone assigned to monitor Bourbon—and who was also a sniper... that narrowed the field considerably.
"...That can't be possible, can it?" He rubbed his chin and couldn't help muttering to himself. "No matter what, Rei was saving Matsuda. If Rye witnessed Rei suddenly making a move to save a police officer, then..."
Wouldn't that be the same as broadcasting to Shuichi Akai that he was a Japanese police officer?
"But if it wasn't Brother Shuichi, it couldn't have been Korn or Chianti, could it...? And there's one more name I really don't want to mention." Tangze wiped the coffee splashed across the papers clean, his expression exceedingly complicated. "At least Brother Shuichi really was an undercover agent. Even if he noticed something, he wouldn't easily report it to the Organization."
"That may be true, but Rei didn't know Rye's position at the time. He would definitely have avoided letting Rye see something like that, so how could he have asked Rye to support him...?"
It seemed like it should have been Shuichi Akai, but if it was Shuichi Akai, that didn't seem possible either...
Though his desperation to save someone could explain it to some extent, Furuya Rei had already spent three years in the Organization. He wouldn't have made such an irrational choice.
To put it dramatically, an undercover agent had to be prepared to watch friends and family die right in front of him. Not only could he not reveal the slightest pain, he might even have to smile and praise the killer's marksmanship.
Tangze and Hirotsugu Morofushi looked at each other, both