Jiang Xia pointed at the fish tank. "If you look closely, you'll find tiny red threads tangled in the aquatic plants, and there are some in the gaps between the stones too—that's fibers shed from the mountaineering socks."
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help looking toward the fish tank.
The water in the tank was quite clear, with a layer of beautiful Landscape Stones spread across the bottom. Two little fish swam back and forth inside. It had originally been a lovely sight, and the fish looked relaxed and carefree. But now that they knew the truth, everyone somehow saw a sense of enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens in them—fortunately, they weren't delicate tropical fish, or they might have floated belly-up by now.
Hashimoto Maya looked at the fish in the tank before him, then remembered the tropical fish that had been poisoned to death at the fashion design company, as well as the Canary that had been frightened into losing both bird and egg. He couldn't help getting lost in thought.
Uzo seems especially fond of persecuting little animals lately. From now on, I'd better take a detour whenever I pass a household with pets. As soon as he finished thinking that, he sensed something was wrong and hurriedly corrected himself.
No, I should try to run into him more often and increase my chances of bumping into Jiang Xia! We're all doing unconscionable work for the Organization anyway—who I work for shouldn't matter, right? Mr. Irish is fine, so why can't that vile... Lord Uzo be?
Hashimoto Maya: "..." The thought of killing Jiang Xia alone made his conscience twinge. But then again, he was only here to make a plan; he wouldn't actually do anything himself. He could just pretend it was rehearsal for a performance. Besides,