"Who is this person..." Seeing the person locked in the cage who looked exactly like herself, Deborah couldn't help but widen her eyes, "A doppelganger murderer? Why has it become me?"
"Long time no see, my dear champion of justice," the doppelganger murderer greeted Deborah with a mocking tone as soon as she saw her. "It looks like you've been doing quite well."
"Listen to me, I've restricted the use of 'substitutes' with The Codex; now she can't change her appearance," Aiden explained to Deborah, "So this is the doppelganger murderer's true appearance; she looks exactly like you."
"What?" Deborah exclaimed in shock.
"By the look on your face, you also have no clue," Aiden observed Deborah's reaction.
"Of course she doesn't know anything, because she is but a delicate flower in a greenhouse," the murderer interjected.
"By that tone, it seems like you do know something," Aiden said, glaring at the murderer.
