Memory Erasure Device

A moment later.

Curacao finally shook off her pursuers completely and arrived at the place Rum had ordered her to go.

It was an abandoned construction site, remote and desolate.

She parked in the center of the site, then carefully got out with her gun drawn.

"You're here."

A woman's voice came from the shadows of the unfinished building.

Curacao knew that voice all too well.

Because she had nearly been killed by its owner before.

"Vermouth?"

The vigilance in her eyes did not lessen. It only grew stronger.

"It's me." Vermouth slowly stepped out of the shadows.

With her signature long silver hair.

And a face slightly different from her true one.

"You're disguised?"

Curacao frowned tightly.

Vermouth often appeared before others in a disguised face. There was nothing strange about that.

But what Curacao found suspicious was this:

The face before her was clearly unfamiliar.

Yet it also felt vaguely familiar.

As though she had seen it somewhere before.

And Curacao had an innate photographic memory. As long as she had seen something before, she would never forget it.

So in the next second, she opened her mouth in astonishment.

"Y-you're Miss Chris, the one who appeared on television?"

"Lin Xinyi's girlfriend, Chris?!"

Lin Xinyi was an enemy of the Organization!

His threat level was no less than Akai Shuichi's.

His girlfriend... How could she be Vermouth?!

Wait. Was this Vermouth disguised as Chris?

Or was it Miss Chris imitating Vermouth's voice?

Could this all be a trap set for her by Lin Xinyi and Chris, working together with the Japanese Public Security Bureau?

"Still haven't figured it out?"

"I am Vermouth."

Vermouth sighed softly.

"That so-called Miss Chris."

"I played her from beginning to end."

"You..." Curacao tried hard to process that shocking fact. "The Organization sent