Oh? So Mr. Dawkins had food poisoning back then?
One bombshell after another. Fu Qian wasn't overwhelmed; instead, his thoughts took flight.
The doctor had traveled all that way just to attend a feast?
If you ignored the ingredients, it was almost understandable.
"So your father was also a member of that organization?"
Fu Qian showed his sympathy, then gave a slight nod and asked the question.
"It seems so, and he was introduced through that patient of his."
Katon gave a cold laugh, just as Fu Qian had expected.
It made sense. Mr. Dawkins certainly wouldn't have told his son about something like that, but when the dead man recruited Katon, he might well have brought it up.
"Then why did your father bring you along?"
But there was still something that didn't add up. If there were things a child shouldn't eat, why risk getting caught by bringing him along?
"It was nothing, really. My mother had died by then, and he didn't have anywhere to leave me... Of course, even after bringing me here, he repeatedly warned me not to leave my room at night."
From Katon's description, it sounded like an ordinary hardship of life.
"But you still came out."
Fu Qian gestured toward the window over there.
Old Man had just said that back then, he'd watched his father's strange behavior from the car, at an angle like this.
"So why do you think I came out?"
Katon didn't deny it, but he was being coy again.
"After a struggle, you decided to go to Lucy's place after all?"
That question wasn't difficult to answer. A heart steeped in hormones was all too easy to relate to, especially since Katon himself had admitted he'd been very interested in accepting Lucy's invitation.
"Heh..."
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