The number of medical staff pushing the gurneys was considerable. Once they entered the surgery-only elevator, there was naturally no room for anyone else.
The elevator doors slowly closed, and the group vanished completely from everyone else's sight.
Naturally, this scene was captured by the cameras and entered Gin's field of view.
"Looks like Kir is hidden there." Tangze, leaning over the driver's seat, chuckled softly and helpfully guided him along. "After all, at a critical time like this, even the most unethical reporter probably wouldn't dare lift the blanket of a critically ill patient just because of a suspicion."
Gin raised an eyebrow but said nothing, apparently accepting Tangze's explanation.
Rena Mizunashi was a slender young woman. If she had not regained consciousness, hiding her beneath the sheets and placing a large, burly man on top would be enough to fool people.
It had to be admitted that this was a good way to escape the cameras in plain sight, and in a hospital setting, it would not easily arouse suspicion.
Thanks to Gin, Haido Central Hospital was currently at its busiest and most chaotic. No one would notice whether such a surgical team was real or fake.
"Not a bad bit of quick thinking." Gin commented blandly, then changed the subject and glanced at Tangze, who had been making snide remarks all along. "They've left the ward. Next, it's your turn."
If Curacao had already woken up and, as Kumeru claimed, lost her memories, the FBI would not dare take her away with them at such a crucial moment when they were still uncertain of her identity.
Hiding an unconscious Kir might barely pass, but persuading an amnesiac woman to cooperate would be troublesome.
So even if Curacao had been transferred, she could not possibly be moving with