I was starting to wonder whether Nan Tian was really Nan Gongyao's younger brother.
Just how could someone be so shameless? Who had he inherited that from?
Could it be that one brother took after their father and the other their mother?
Nan Tian showed no self-awareness at all. He kept pestering me with questions about my abilities and Nan Gongyao's plans.
He was talkative and utterly lacking in restraint, but he wasn't stupid. On the contrary, he was very perceptive.
"...What are my brother and the others planning to do to those people? Does your ability require some kind of condition to be met before you can use it? It's something bad, isn't it? You looked upset at the time." As he spoke, Nan Tian picked up some food and chewed slowly. "Kidnapping? Then smearing something on them and performing a ritual? Or do you need blood or a heart? It must be something like that, right? I haven't heard anything about superpowered people, but when it comes to spells and such, don't they always involve some human organs?"
"It's not that scary," I cut off his imagination.
"Actually, it's not impossible to investigate this. We can at least narrow down the possibilities," Fatty said.
He must have had a plan when he agreed to have dinner with Nan Tian.
I'd thought Fatty was trying to distract Nan Tian with some half-true story. Instead, I heard him ask, "Do you know how many primary and secondary schools and hospitals there are in Minqing?"
I stared at Fatty blankly.
"And government offices," Fatty added.
"You mean you know which places are missing?" Nan Tian asked in surprise.
I understood what Fatty meant, too, but it seemed unbelievable.
From Miss Han's account, this was a complete erasure of every trace of