Midnight.
The round-the-city train, which ran twenty-four hours a day, was still threading through the sky above the city. Yet there were not many passengers aboard. Angel had an entire carriage to himself.
He leaned against the window, purple and crimson lights constantly washing over his face. But he had no time to admire the neon outside. Instead, he sank into thought.
"The only clue we know of now is the testimony." Angel said, "Although we still can't tell what Her Secret is from the testimony, one thing is certain: Ululu's secret must be connected to the illness she suffered when she was six."
"Could the witness be the doctor who treated Ululu?"
After making that guess, Angel immediately shook his head. No, judging from the overall logic, the doctor was no different from Ululu's parents. He merely knew objectively that Ululu had been ill. If Ululu's parents could not serve as witnesses, then the doctor certainly could not either.
This "witness" had to be someone who could drive the story forward, perhaps even determine its course.
But who exactly was this decisive figure? And what decisive role had they played? Angel did not know yet, nor could he confirm it.
He could only set it aside for now. Perhaps when he met Ululu, he could learn something from her.
As for the "physical evidence"...
Though Angel could not confirm what it was either, he already had a guess.
With that thought, Angel activated his God's-eye view.
This time, he turned his gaze toward Tina Entertainment.
On the sixth-floor balcony of Tina Tower, Lizi had just put down her communicator, a contemplative look faintly visible in her eyes.
Not long ago, she had still been following Angel's instructions, investigating the identity of the female corpse beneath the cleaning room floor.