Chapter 3634, Page 3649: [A Loving Mutual Aid Association for Strangers]
On the floor in front of Kazami Yuya.
Editor Asanaga slumped to the ground, his eyes gleaming with unwavering determination: "I can't possibly hand this manuscript to Hirukawa, much less tear it up myself—actually, I plan to publish that picture book once I've made enough money and established my own publishing company..."
Inspector Megure listened half-heartedly, yawned in boredom, and waved to his subordinates to load the newly added criminal into the truck and drive away.
After the police car left, recalling the evidence that had been delivered to his door, he chuckled and said, "This case went really smoothly today. I don't know where this anonymous person came from who was so helpful, managing to capture such a clear picture of Asagaya detonating the bomb."
Officer Sato, however, had some doubts: "Speaking of which, to be able to clearly see the detonation remote control even at such a magnified size, that equipment is too advanced—that place is in the middle of nowhere, it couldn't possibly be some artist doing a field trip, could it be..."
Recalling today's case, she hesitated and asked, drawing inferences from it, "Could there be another mastermind behind Chao Yong?"
The officers, who thought they could finally go home, felt a sudden jolt of fear and stopped abruptly: Could it be... that it's not over yet?
Noticing their commotion, Officer Sato snapped out of his reverie and quickly laughed, "I was just thinking about it casually! Actually, there are tons of coincidences like this. Maybe some artist was testing equipment in that area and that's how they got these shots, haha... Don't take it seriously, let's get back to work!"
The junior officers glanced at Jiang Xia again, and seeing that the detective really didn't intend to uncover any more masterminds, their hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. Then, they quietly picked up their gears twice as fast as before and quickly finished up the aftermath.
Seeing that everything was back to normal, Officer Sato secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As a police officer, it's best not to disrupt morale without evidence.
And thinking about it carefully, similar coincidences have happened before, so there's nothing to be surprised about.
After recalling past situations and comparing them with the current case, Officer Sato nodded slightly with relief: As always, nothing unusual!
“Besides, with Jiang Xia around, what’s there to worry about?” Officer Sato shook his head. “Even if there are two layers of masterminds, or even if there are 10 or 8 layers of encirclement, Jiang Xia will definitely be able to find them—since he hasn’t said anything yet, it means there isn’t one, so it’s not a big problem! Don’t scare yourself.”
As she pondered this, she walked over to her colleagues and threw herself into the busy wrap-up work.
But in a corner where Miwako Sato couldn't see.
Above the underground parking lot, a surveillance camera slowly rotated, scanning the crowd before quietly stopping.
Meanwhile, on a certain virtual platform, messages are silently scrolling by.
Chianti: [This woman has a really sharp intuition! If I run into her on the next mission, should I give her a hole in the forehead?]
Vodka, who was spying on the screen, cursed: "The enemy of my enemy is my friend! It's rare to see a ray of hope emerge from such a large group of stupid cops, and you actually want to extinguish it? I'll give you a hole in the forehead first!"
While muttering to himself, Vodka quietly placed high hopes on Miwako Sato.
However, before he could even nurture this rare budding seed, he saw Sato Miwako suddenly glance at Jiang Xia, then reveal a relieved and trusting smile. His earlier doubts vanished instantly, like snowflakes meeting fire.
Vodka: "..."
Sigh, an idiot is still an idiot; I guess I was overthinking things.
However, some people in the strangers' mutual aid group seemed to share his feelings.
Vermouth: [Don't be impulsive. If she can really cause trouble for Uzo, those cops will be in trouble.] My operation in Tokyo will also go much more smoothly.
In the distance, Curaçao changed trains several times, finally feeling that he could shake off his pursuers.
She glanced at her phone in the midst of her busy schedule and happened to see these discussions. Her eye twitched, and she silently typed.
Curaçao: [Don't be fooled, the next mastermind she suspects isn't Uzo, but Bourbon.]
The torrent of news suddenly stopped.
After a while, a new one popped up.
Cohen even felt a little sorry for the unfortunate intelligence officer who was constantly being bombed: [What, is Bourbon involved too?]
Curaçao: [Just look at the security cameras around me.]
Actually, you won't know anything even if you watch it.
Curaçao made this statement simply to use the supernatural abilities of the other members of the passersby mutual aid group to observe if there were any unusual occurrences nearby, making it easier for her to completely shake off the pursuers.
I revealed this case to them for two reasons: first, to accumulate some small coins, and second, to let these guys in the Passerby Mutual Aid Association actually perform their so-called "mutual aid" function—even if it's mutual aid obtained through fraud.
“There’s nothing unusual about running this far, and no one in the passersby mutual aid group mentioned Bourbon…” Curaçao looked at the scenery rushing past the window, vaguely feeling a sense of relief that she was finally off work. “It should be over by now.”
...
"They should have already left work."
Near the home of editor Asanaga.
Kazami Yuya watched the dispersing police team and quietly slipped away from them.
He turned into a corner, changed out of his police uniform and into civilian clothes, then walked out from the other end of the alley and returned to his car.
"Mr. Furuya, the case is successfully concluded." Kazami Yuya reported over the phone, "Editor Tomonaga has been apprehended. He's acting a bit strangely, and what he said is quite thought-provoking. I recorded it; you can listen to it later."
Amuro Tooru responded and hung up the phone, somewhat disappointed.
He plugged in his earphones and listened to the audio message that Kazami Yuya had just sent him, while pondering to himself.
After discovering Curaçao, he hesitated for a moment, then decided to abandon the suspicious person in front of him and jump off the stage to investigate from the outside.
The strategy wasn't entirely wrong; at least he did manage to corner Curaçao. But before he could get any information, his foot exploded. This made him seriously doubt whether everything he had done that day was part of that guy's plan.
"This kind of guy, who can't be seen or touched and whose attacks are always so vicious, is really hard to deal with."
It often leaves people feeling lost and helpless, like they have a fist but nowhere to use it.
"However, in any case, the fact that we can confirm that there is indeed some kind of connection between Curaçao and Uzo means that today's efforts were not entirely fruitless."
When asked about his gains, Amuro Tooru suddenly sighed again.
He's become somewhat numb to the fact that the prison is crammed with so many petty thieves, but that doesn't mean he wants to let these puppets go—what if Uzo succeeds 99 times but only slips up once and the puppets see through his disguise?
So in his original plan, Hirukawa and Asanaga were supposed to be arrested and imprisoned together. But in the blink of an eye, Hirukawa, the main executor, was blown to ashes.
(End of this chapter)
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