Analysis

This girl is very strange! Adams raised an eyebrow and quickly came to this conclusion based on his decades of experience solving cases.

First of all, the girl's behavior was completely unlike that of a criminal who had been captured by the enemy. Ordinary criminals, when captured by the enemy, would either beg for mercy and confess their purpose, or remain loyal to the organization to the death and not reveal any information. But in either case, they would keep a close eye on the enemies who captured them, afraid of missing their every move.

But the girl seemed oblivious to everyone in the room, her eyes fixed on the television. Her expression and actions made it seem as if she were at home. She made no attempt to conceal actions that would normally make a girl feel ashamed in public, and brazenly did them on the sofa. If her hands and feet hadn't been tied, Adams was certain that the girl would have done even more daring things.

If her intention was to make the Dark Shadow members turn their heads away out of shyness, she had succeeded. Apart from Adams and Alain, everyone else had turned their backs, though it was unclear whether they were hiding their flushed faces or their lower bodies.

Adams frequented brothels to investigate cases, and had seen countless indescribable positions. Although the girl in front of him had slightly seductive movements that were somewhat attractive to those who only liked models, she was still too naive to him.

Just as someone accustomed to extreme content might find solace in a simple, pure love R18 doujinshi, Adams felt no emotional fluctuation whatsoever; he even felt like laughing.

Adams coughed lightly, his voice calm. "Miss, can we have a proper talk?"

Little Red Riding Hood seemed not to hear, continuing to watch television.

The next moment—"Whoosh!"

Adams' cane plunged deep into the wall-mounted television. The screen froze on Hannibal's enigmatic smile before going black. Sparks from the electronic components replaced the television's sound, echoing throughout the suite...

"I'm sorry, we don't have much time." Adams slowly walked to the television, took out his cane, turned around, squatted down in front of the girl, and said earnestly, "Can we talk properly?"

Sometimes, a tough approach is necessary.

Alain didn't scold Adams as she watched the television in her room being destroyed; she simply stood aside, smiling quietly as she observed his actions.

"Little Red Riding Hood" stopped rubbing her hands, her pupils shifted, and her attention turned to the person who had interrupted her further progress.

I was clearly about to reach the highest point!

Little Red Riding Hood didn't say anything, but her eyes held a hint of resentment.

Adams continued, "Very well, I won't waste any more words. Do you know where Little Red Riding Hood has been moved to by your people? Where is your rendezvous point?"

Although the Dark Shadow in the driver's cab could see the surveillance footage, it would take at least a minute to relay a message, during which time the person seen on the monitor would have already disappeared. Moreover, the surveillance cameras were only located in key corners of the restaurant and stairwells, and with countless monitors placed together, it was difficult to obtain the desired information.

However, even so, the occasional messages from undercover agents still allow Dark Shadow to lock onto targets, and when Dark Shadow relays the information to those who are pursuing them, it also narrows down the scope of the targets' movements.

But this ship has nearly a thousand rooms, and even narrowing it down to a few floors, there are still almost a hundred rooms. Who knows which room the other party is hiding in?

Therefore, obtaining the other party's meeting location from the girl is the most effective method. Everything the other party does is aimed at moving Little Red Riding Hood; as long as this is grasped, the other party's actions will not be able to escape this boundary.

"Little Red Riding Hood? I am Little Red Riding Hood." The girl tilted her head, looking at him with an incredulous expression. "Uncle, are you blind? No matter how you look at me, I'm Little Red Riding Hood, aren't I?"

One of Alain's henchmen stationed in the room couldn't help but exclaim excitedly, "Stop fooling yourself! Little Red Riding Hood has no independent will!"

Alain glared at his subordinate with some displeasure. The subordinate immediately realized he shouldn't have spoken at that moment and turned back to his work with some shame.

Adams nodded slightly in agreement, his eyes fixed on the girl's every move. "If I'm not mistaken, you should have the ability to make makeup... no, to transform, right?"

"Transformation" doesn't refer to the famous anti-drug manga drawn by Shindō- sensei, but rather to the literal meaning: this girl possesses the ability to transform.

"I once met a girl with an ability called 'Gaia Foundation,' which allowed her to transform herself into any creature. Your Quirk should be similar to hers, right?" Adams said slowly. "Let me guess, you're the girl Himiko Toga. I saw you at the casino, and I also learned what happened from the two people I rescued. It's not hard to guess."

Adams wasn't asking a question; he was simply stating the information he had received. For a detective, the most important thing isn't having sharp nerves or strong physical abilities, but rather the ability to deduce the correct answer from the clues gathered.

"Although I don't know why, 'Wolf' did bring you to the room and have you dressed as 'Little Red Riding Hood,' while he took the real Little Red Riding Hood disguised as you. And now, Wolf should be on his way to your meeting point after shaking off his pursuers."

"As expected... such blatant pretense won't fool anyone." "Little Red Riding Hood," no, Himiko Toga, curling up against the sofa, her voice weak, "I admit I was faking it. You can hit me now."

Listening to Adams's account, Alain felt a sense of sudden enlightenment. He had previously ordered "Wolf" to capture the girl named Toga, but later he lost contact with her for some reason. After that, news came of "Wolf's" betrayal and the theft of Little Red Riding Hood.

The person currently being hunted is "wolf." If they catch wolf, they can get Little Red Riding Hood back.

But one thing puzzled Alain: "Wolf" had no reason to betray him. It was like an old friend you'd known for a long time, who was laughing and joking with you one moment, and then suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist and started shooting wildly at you the next. This kind of backstabbing was completely illogical.

This is also one of the reasons why Alain, despite having a backup plan, still doesn't use it; he wants to hear Wolf's betrayal from him personally.

"Alain, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking about the men you betrayed, aren't you?" Adams suddenly said.

"Ah, I knew I couldn't hide it from you. Little Red Riding Hood is important, but that traitor is even more important to me." Alain nodded in agreement. "... I absolutely cannot allow a traitor to exist."

A smile. A faint smile appeared on Toga face.

"But that's based on the existence of a traitor." Adams keenly noticed Toga's smile and calmly said to her, "Miss, don't be too happy yet. Actually, there isn't any traitor. That big guy named Wolf should be you, Himiko Toga."