What? You're saying I'm an undercover agent?
Miss Kiel thought.
Oh, I am indeed an undercover agent.
But how did Bourbon know that?
My name isn't even on the police's list.
Oh, that list is fake!
Why didn't they include me?
Are you suggesting we kill each other?
Could it be that... the police really know I'm an undercover agent?
How did they know? ...
Miss Kiel was completely confused.
If Yoruichi Toyama were here, she would probably laugh at these Japanese people for their rigid thinking and their tendency to get stuck on trivial details.
Who says that everyone on the list is either an undercover agent or not?
Haven't you heard of the saying "Two peaches kill three warriors"?
If the two peaches were given to which two people, wouldn't the three warriors then refrain from committing suicide?
Since the goal is to muddy the waters, it would be more appropriate to write "There is an undercover agent among us" rather than "Someone is an undercover agent."
Therefore, this list is very likely just made up randomly.
You're still debating whether "those on the list are undercover agents" or "those not on the list are undercover agents."
Honestly, in terms of strategic skills alone, the police officer, the two elite brewery executives, and the CIA agent present are all no match for the mere Nagano Prefectural Police officer, Morofushi Kagami.
As Kiel descends into chaos, Vermouth and Ireland also glean clues from Bourbon's accusations.
That's right, it doesn't matter who the real undercover agent is now; what matters is that I can't be the undercover agent.
Therefore, the undercover agent must be someone else.
Since everyone on our list is innocent, then the undercover agent must be Kir.
It wasn't her, it was her!
“Kier, you’ve been hiding this really well,” Vermouth said, pulling out her gun.
Ireland and Bourbon followed suit.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.
"Wait a minute!" Gil called out, realizing he was outnumbered and turned to look at Rum, who had remained silent.
"Rum, I'm innocent!"
"I didn't even know about their operation, how could I possibly change the list?"
Rum pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.
Before he could speak, Bourbon interjected, "So you're saying that one of the three of us changed the list and deliberately added his own name to it?"
“This is ridiculous!” Ireland exclaimed. “I knew nothing about this operation!”
Rum, who was about to express his opinion, blinked and then fell silent.
Taking advantage of the situation, Bourbon, along with two allies with whom he had reached a preliminary consensus, continued his attack on Kiel.
Miss Kiel was cornered and, in a moment of desperation, also pulled out a gun.
"You...you...I will prove my innocence!"
Bourbon looked at her and nodded.
"Alright, let's go into the gas chamber and prove it."
Kiel's eyes narrowed as he heard this, and he gripped the gun even tighter.
Everyone knows what a gas chamber is.
Although its usual purpose is not to lock people inside and release poison gas.
It is not used to imprison suspicious persons.
But those who were imprisoned there were all subjected to severe torture afterward, and very few survived.
It's strikingly similar to the interrogation room with the electric chair used by the public security secret police.
Has it finally turned out like this again?
Kiel thought sadly.
After her father, who was also an undercover agent, sacrificed himself to create the illusion that he had been tortured in order to gain the organization's trust, she herself was about to be tortured by the organization.
That's torture that no human being could withstand.
Even highly trained CIA agents are not entirely confident.
However, now facing three opponents, Rum's attitude is ambiguous, and he probably has no way to turn the tide.
Kiel watched helplessly as three armed men approached him.
Just then...
Suddenly, a deafening siren blared outside!
Amidst the chilling sirens of police cars, there were also announcements broadcast through loudspeakers, deliberately directed into the room.
"People inside, this is the Japanese Public Security Bureau, you are surrounded!..."
"Police!" The crowd gasped, exclaiming in unison, "How did the police find this place?!"
Installing a tracking device in a phone isn't difficult, Bourbon... Amuro Tooru thought.
It's just that I've never had the chance to see Rum in person before.
It seems the delaying tactic was very successful.
The police are going all out this time, not afraid that Rum and Kiel will fly into the sky.
So, for the rest of the performance, let's just improvise with our two allies.
Thinking this, Amuro Tooru exchanged glances with Vermouth and Ireland, and simultaneously put away his gun.
"Rum, let's retreat first." Vermouth said, and she and Amuro Tooru approached Rum from the left and right.
Bourbon! Vermouth thought, he still hasn't given up!
Trying to steal my rum?
I was hoping to use him to exchange for my antidote!
Oh no, they're going to run away with Rum! Ireland thought, a step too late.
I need to keep Rum under control and wait for the police to come in and wipe them all out.
The three allies had different intentions, yet they made almost identical moves.
However, a dark shadow flashed, and someone beat them to it.
"Don't move!" Miss Kiel flung her coat aside, stood behind Rum in her tight-fitting outfit, grabbed his neck with one hand, and pressed the muzzle of her gun against his temple with the other.
"No one is allowed to take another step forward, or I'll shoot him dead!"
Huh? No, wait!
Shouldn't you have run away with Rum?
The three allies were stunned by this sudden turn of events.
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