"So, what are you planning to do next? We can contact the CIA on your behalf, but you know how it is, Miss Hondou..."
After catching up with an old colleague, Shuichi Akai returned his focus to the matter at hand.
As he spoke, he kept an eye on the silent Tangze from the corner of his eye, seemingly waiting for his reaction.
With his departure, the FBI currently had no informants left within the organization. At least, that was true from the perspective of their group.
Staying in the organization long-term was no simple matter. It was even harder to do what Shuichi Akai had done before leaving—not only remain there, but rise through the ranks, obtain a codename, nearly reach the organization's more central upper echelons and missions, and continuously send its plans back out.
In Shuichi Akai's view, even if the FBI had other contingencies and he had not been the only person in the organization, training another undercover agent who could climb as high as Hiroshi Morohoshi would not only be difficult, but might take far longer...
That was one reason he had agreed to Tangze's plan so quickly.
His struggle against the organization would not end because of a temporary success or failure. To uncover the truth behind his father's disappearance, to free his family from the shadow of this colossal entity, he and the organization were locked in a fight to the death.
Since Tangze, like he once had, was determined to throw himself into the game, there was no reason for Akai to oppose him beyond worrying that Tangze lacked systematic training and might face mortal danger.
The FBI had even more reason to agree. An opportunity to quickly enter the organization's power structure was worth investing in, even if it meant taking