(shudder)
As Taichi Tomizawa gave up resisting, the police stepped forward and cuffed his wrists.
"I never imagined there would just so happen to be a power outage back then, turning the murder script I painstakingly wrote into a joke." As Taichi Tomizawa was led toward the door, he smiled bitterly. "Reality is far stranger and more convoluted than fiction. Maybe I really don't have the talent to be a Novelist."
Hashimoto Maya watched his retreating figure sympathetically. "..." Whether you had talent depended on who you were compared with. Who told you to pit yourself against Uzo from behind the scenes?—No matter whether a story was heartfelt or not, Uzo was the most professional when it came to putting things into practice. In the realm of murder, every script could only become part of his script.
Taichi Tomizawa was soon seated in a police car and taken away by the police. His two younger brothers watched the scene with complicated feelings.
Suzuki Ayako comforted her dejected fiancé. Hashimoto Maya lingered nearby for a while, finally finding an opening to ask about the plot of land—though the timing did not seem quite appropriate, they were colleagues, so it should not be a problem. Besides, if he missed this chance, who knew how long it would be delayed.
Suzuki Ayako indeed did not refuse to talk. She patiently listened to Hashimoto Maya, then sighed. "You came too late. Just a few days ago, I transferred that island to someone else."
Hashimoto Maya: "???" How could you just give away land your boss wanted!
...But that was the best way to distance herself from it and avoid future trouble.
Tsk, worthy of being an old employee. She was truly cautious.
While taking notes in his mind, Hashimoto Maya swiftly adjusted his attitude