Among them, I did not find that old man, the old man who had spoken to me about the relationship between humans. Whether his rank was higher or lower than them, the old man should have been here, to see the condition of his injured comrades.
Is it possible that the old man doesn't exist? I mean, he may be a haunting ghost, and he's meant to meet me and say those words to remind me of how to live. It could have happened, given the human imagination is so wild.
Forget it, it doesn't make sense. Okay, so forget it! Let's just say that I was daydreaming and suddenly thought of such unreasonable things.
By the way, while they were talking there, I checked the female inspector's bed instead. I don't know why I even did this.
"Ummm..."
Glancing there for a moment, I thought that the inspector was masturbating on this mattress.
