But where was he?
No matter how they searched, they could not find a single trace. Neither dead nor alive, he had simply vanished, leaving them full of doubts.
It seemed the matter had been resolved just like that.
Lin Yan was not particularly regretful, either. At the end of the day, he had merely been a petty clown. What truly concerned him was...
The Conversation
Makishima, the man lurking in the shadows who manipulated a virtual avatar and spoke with Mido through special channels.
Although no one else, including Ginoza, knew that person was Makishima.
Who was Lin Yan?
He was the Flame God!!
No matter which world he was in, he had never been someone bound by rules. He was the one who changed, revised, and even set the rules.
The strong devoured the weak.
The law of the jungle.
Survival of the fittest.
Yet Lin Yan had never treated those lovely people with the attitude of someone above them. Take Akane Tsunemori, for example, standing on the rooftop with the cold wind blowing around her, her eyes lost and confused. The wind tousled her short hair, and her clear eyes were filled with doubt and regret.
She gazed into the distance.
This was the rooftop of headquarters, a place few people usually came to. Akane Tsunemori had come here to avoid the crowds. Her heart was in turmoil, and she did not know what she was thinking. More than anything, she wanted to know what was good and what was bad.
Did this world truly have no absolute right or wrong?
"Actually, you did very well."
"The greatest contributor was Mr. Lin Yan, not me... What does it matter whether I did well or not? He analyzed the criminal's thought patterns so precisely and even knew the