"Today! You must die!"
Before the sound of Fu Qian's voice had faded, the face of the Night Watchman, Suzune, had already emerged from the shadows.
Compared to the last time they had met, she was clearly full of murderous intent, and her mood had worsened considerably.
"Please, take a seat!"
Fu Qian narrowed his eyes, scrutinized the young Night Watchman for a moment, and gestured with his functioning left hand.
"Considering my plethora of sins, may I know which accusation I'm facing?"
"Still playing dumb!"
Watching the fearless Fu Qian, Suzune let out a cold laugh.
"Kisaragi Iketa is dead."
...
Kisaragi Iketa?
Fu Qian furrowed his brow.
"The father of Kana Kagetsu?"
He recognized the name from Kana Kagetsu's dossier.
"What do you think?"
"Not long ago, Kisaragi Iketa was found dead in his house."
"That's indeed unfortunate, but why are you convinced it's my doing?"
Fu Qian asked, curious.
"Why would I want to kill an old man?"
"Because his liver was missing."
