Jenna, holding Ludwig's hand, deliberately fixed her gaze on Anderson's face. "I heard that Mr. Da who gave us the flier has gone missing. Is there any news?"
Principal Ai, whose English name was Edwina, suddenly looked gloomy. "He was killed."
"Oh my goodness, did something really happen to him?" Jenna had already rehearsed how she should react when inquiring about such matters, and even used the catchphrases popular among ordinary people in the dream city.
Before leaving home, she had deliberately applied makeup to make herself less attractive, to avoid becoming the focus of passersby.
The dark-skinned receptionist nodded gravely.
"We went to the police station to identify the body. Although he liked to show off, was a bit impulsive, and loved attention, he was truly a very, very good person. Why would someone murder him?"
"Robbery?" Jenna offered a guess.
