Jiang Xia gave him a quick look and found that this former bank robber not only carried Killing Intent, but even had a Shikigami clinging to his leg. No matter how he looked at it, the man was no ordinary, simple-minded robber. He had probably killed someone in secret before, only the police had never uncovered it.
On the other side of the one-way mirror.
Himuro Reiji lounged with one leg crossed over the other. Separated from Officer Sato by a table, he sat arrogantly across from her, as relaxed as if he were home, without the slightest sign of panic. He even had the leisure to tease the police and enjoy the sight of her suppressed fury.
Himuro Reiji said, "Numao? What can I say? That guy was an ungrateful bastard. Whenever he got himself into trouble, wasn't I always the one cleaning up after him? Yet after exchanging just a few words with that Mouri, he couldn't wait to sell me out.
"And now, because of this so-called 'turning over a new leaf,' he got probation, while I have to go to Prison. You asked what I thought about his falling death? Hmph, what else could I think? He's dead—I'd love to pop Champagne in celebration! You're not going to arrest me again over something like that, are you? Hahaha, the law doesn't say you can't be happy about someone else's death."
A faint anger showed between Sato Miwako's brows, but she restrained herself. "You know that's not what I'm asking. I'll be blunt—did you cause his fall? According to Mr. Mouri, when Numao fell, you called him and said someone would die because of him. And the one who died happened to be Numao, someone connected to both you and Mr. Mouri..."
Himuro Reiji cut her