"You should know that your Kidnapping Case had nothing to do with me. I don't care about it at all—"
"I was only writing a report for my superiors. Did you really have to hate me this much?"
Han Su's undisguised killing intent seemed to wear the Drunkard out all at once. A bitter smile even spread across his face. He took out his flat flask, drank, and said with self-mockery, "You want to kill me? So that's what you wanted all along."
"If I'd known this was what you really wanted, why would I have been so careful and gone to all this trouble, sending out so many people?
I could've just—"
"—given you the chance!"
"..."
All this time, he'd been afraid of Zhang Chiguo, and of those documents that shouldn't have come to light yet...
If he'd known these people wanted him dead, there would've been no need to arrange so many things. He could've just left the city alone.
Why let the situation get so complicated? Why let so many people die? So what if he'd come to kill him?
After all, one was a newcomer who'd joined the Disaster Management Bureau less than two months ago. The other was a candidate for the Queen organization. He didn't even know why she was here. She wore a cat-faced mask and had deliberately changed into baggy clothes, but with a figure that good, there was no need for any more disguises. What could two kids do to kill him?
"I respect your decision!"
The Drunkard took two deep swigs before putting his flask away. Then he straightened up, his expression turning serious.
"Then let's see—"
"—whether you two youngsters are capable of forcing me to use my trump card!"
By now, he didn't even mind telling them