"You're saying they killed each other in a fire and then died?" a lieutenant from the Anti-Drug Force muttered.
The Chinatown crowd opposite them looked somewhat embarrassed.
Still too concerned about saving face.
If it were Victor, he would be nodding vigorously without even blinking, "Exactly, they killed each other in a fire."
Lying through their teeth, as casual as breathing.
The lieutenant wore a face mask, so his expression was unreadable, but his eyes sized them up, these strange Asians!
A few people had shifty eyes, as if searching for... cover?
As a military man, tense all over, the lieutenant sensed a very "familiar" "professional" odor from the opposite side, as if... if he remembered correctly, there was still chaos in Asia.
In the 1980s, the whole world was in chaos, and Asia was no exception. As a stepping stone to the United States, Mexico, for a time, received a wide array of people.
