Beside them, Poushi Qinglan watched their interaction and silently frowned. They had never even heard of someone as great as Rasputin? Hmph, keeping brains like theirs was a waste anyway. She might as well kill them all when the time came—after all, she always killed people and left, then assumed a new identity the next time she appeared.
Though somewhat displeased, Poushi Qinglan had no intention of educating these people about her ancestor. Before succeeding, she was always careful to conceal her identity as Scorpion.
The art dealer had far fewer reservations. Pointing at the photograph, he explained to the two high school girls, "This man was also known as the 'Demon Monk.' He was one of the sinners who hastened the fall of the Romanov Dynasty—back then, he wielded enormous influence at court and slept with every noble lady..."
Halfway through, the art dealer glanced at the younger crowd, especially the two pretty girls, and quietly swallowed the rest of his words. Talking about "sleeping with young ladies and noblewomen" in front of a group of young girls was rather embarrassing. It made him seem like some trashy old man obsessed with dirty gossip, when he merely enjoyed studying history...
"Ahem. In short, Rasputin pretended to be a holy man and swindled people everywhere, committing countless crimes. In the end, several powerful figures joined forces to kill him. His remains soaked in the river for a long time. When they were recovered, his skull was caved in, his right eye was destroyed, and his corpse was in a horrifying state. I suppose he got what he deserved."
The Killing Intent around them silently grew denser.
Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko shuddered. "His right eye was destroyed... Wasn't that just like the Photographer on the ship?"
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