How Many Undercover Agents Are There, Anyway...

How to deal with Curacao could wait.

The immediate problem facing Lin Xinyi and Vermouth was how to stop Curacao from obtaining that list of undercover agents.

They had not expected Japanese Public Security Bureau to possess intelligence of such significance.

Nor had they expected Curacao, Rum's trusted subordinate, to have infiltrated the National Police Agency long ago.

When Curacao received Rum's call, she was still sitting in an office at the National Police Agency.

She could begin acting at any moment, without even needing to spend time traveling.

Everything had happened too suddenly.

Even though they had promptly learned of Curacao's movements through the wiretap, they could not come up with a way to stop her from getting the list on such short notice.

So Lin Xinyi could only resort to the same old trick, having Noah's Ark place an anonymous call to Japanese Public Security Bureau's senior commanders and warn them to guard against Curacao's actions.

But unfortunately—

They had overestimated Japanese Public Security Bureau's combat capabilities.

And underestimated Curacao's efficiency.

Rum had only issued the order moments ago, and Noah's Ark's anonymous call had only gone out moments ago. Altogether, barely a dozen minutes had passed.

Yet Curacao had already demonstrated before Lin Xinyi and Vermouth what a high-quality human woman was.

Yes, right before their eyes.

After having tea with Japanese Public Security Bureau that morning, Lin Xinyi and Vermouth had returned to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

And the National Police Agency where Curacao was undercover—

Was actually right across the street from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department building.

Officer Lin could sit in his office and directly observe what was happening at the National Police Agency across the way.

So the two of them watched helplessly as, not long after the anonymous call had