Kurokawa glared viciously at Fujino.
Seeing that Fujino said nothing, he raised the dagger in his hand, murderous intent flashing in his eyes. "I never wanted to kill you!"
"But since you found the original manuscript, figured out that I was the killer, and learned about this, don't blame me!"
"You came to find me alone. You gave me a choice!"
"Before I find a suitable kidney, this can never be exposed. The fact that I killed someone can never be exposed either. So for her sake, I can only kill you!"
"I'm sorry, Great Detective!"
With a shout, Kurokawa viciously stabbed the dagger toward Fujino's throat.
Just as the blade came down.
Fujino took a deep breath, tensed every muscle in his body, and forcibly broke free of Kurokawa's restraint. Half-kneeling on the ground, he clenched the hand wearing the Ultraman Gloves into a fist and threw an Inch Punch.
The punch struck Kurokawa squarely in the chest.
Though Fujino had pulled his strength at the last moment, Kurokawa still flew four or five meters backward from the blow, rolling several times across the ground before stopping.
Fujino slowly rose to his feet and looked at Kurokawa. In a low voice, he said, "I don't know what the people you brought in to sell organs were thinking. That's none of my business. After all, I don't know whether they did it willingly or were forced."
"I don't know whether Kikukawa was wrong either. Maybe he simply wanted to create a publicity stunt. But to the public, what he did was right, while you were an accomplice to criminals trafficking organs."
"I don't intend to judge right or wrong. It depends on one's position. From your perspective, you did nothing wrong. In your eyes, everything you did was to save