"Several professors, it really is my grandfather; it seems he has already..."
Just then, the middle-aged man who had knelt down to inspect stood up, his expression sorrowful.
"This is Kamakura Guizhi."
After being reminded of the urgent matter at hand, President Cass casually introduced him to Fu Qian and then continued to ask.
"Did you inspect it? Are there any other abnormal wounds?"
"No."
Kamakura Guizhi glanced at Fu Qian and slowly shook his head.
"It looks like Mr. Yun is indeed unrelated to your grandfather's death."
The tone of President Cass did not vary.
"And your uncontrolled conditions seem to be more severe than the information previously provided."
"My grandfather was always the one with the strongest reactions. Starting the day before yesterday, he chose to come down here alone in search of a solution—who would have thought it would come to this so soon..."
As he spoke, Kamakura Guizhi unconsciously surveyed his own body.
