Fujino figured that Kurokawa was the exact same right now.
He was still alive, and what sustained him was that false hope of the doctor who smuggled organs finding a matching organ to cure his daughter.
Ever since that moment, Kurokawa had already become a man living for an obsession—desperate for an obsession, ignoring the torment of morality and conscience for an obsession, and daring to kill everyone for an obsession.
And now that his obsession had snapped, the man died with it.
He did not want his daughter to know he was a murderer, and at the same time, he wanted a way to ensure his daughter could go on living.
In the end, he thought of this method.
Perhaps he had thought of it long ago.
It was just that back then, before he was "dead," he dared not think about it.
Fujino did not understand his train of thought, or perhaps he understood it somewhat.
He also did not want Xiao Ai, Akemi, or the others to know that behind him was the Beika Batman with blood on his hands, even though they might not care.
Therefore, he still left it to Kurokawa to decide for himself.
Kurokawa also made his decision at this moment. He glanced around, and taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, he reached out and pulled the knife straight out of his heart.
Blood constantly spurted from the wound on his already stabilized heart.
"Kurokawa!"
"Yui, pry his hands away quickly!"
Noticing the abnormality, the nurse immediately pulled out gauze and pressed it against his bleeding wound, intending to perform emergency first aid, while Kansuke Yamato and Yui Uehara also eagerly tried to pry his hands apart.
It was just that a person who wanted to die