"Kumeru! Listen to me, right now, over in Shibuya—"
"I know, things aren't very quiet over in Shibuya." Leaning against the wall, Tangze glanced sidelong at the bustling stairs above and casually replied to the extremely nervous Curacao on the other end of the line. "That's part of the plan too."
"But..." Curacao looked at the flashing red dots on the screen and secretly swallowed. "But the map here shows that you, Bourbon, and Kir are all in Shibuya right now..."
In front of Curacao was a real-time map linked to tracking devices.
Several red dots flickered faintly on it, indicating that the system was currently operating.
After a few simple operations, she quickly pulled up the labels for those red dots and could not help but gasp.
Not because of anything else, but because of the "markers" displayed above every red dot.
"I know, I know. Don't be nervous." Tangze, who had expected what she was seeing, could not help laughing before turning serious. "If I arranged for you to get in there, of course I had my own methods. Security over there is weak right now, isn't it?"
"...That is true."
She had to admit that when Curacao reached the computer room without encountering much resistance and saw the red dots on the screen, she had briefly felt a subtle sense of dread.
Given Kumeru's identity as a detective, it was not strange for him to understand the police or have connections within law enforcement. But seeing even Bourbon and Kir, whose identities had always been carefully concealed, marked on the map was an entirely different matter.
For a brief moment, she thought of the reason Rum had given her for assigning this mission. She even briefly entertained the absurd thought, Could they all be undercover agents? It