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At this, Jiang Xia turned his head and looked through his sunglasses at Mrs. Sakihara across from him. "The instant you saw that news report, you suddenly understood the secret deal between your husband and Takahashi—your husband had killed the other man's wife as promised. Next, it would be Takahashi's turn to kill you.
"Shocked, you tried to analyze from those phone calls when he would make his move. To avoid dying in a sudden attack, you simply created an opportunity for them yourself.
"You voluntarily told your husband that your sister's car had recently been sent in for repairs, leaving the garage at home empty, so you planned to drive back and visit your relatives.
"Upon hearing this, your husband realized it was a perfect opportunity. He immediately contacted Takahashi and told him to hurry and install a bomb in your car.
"Takahashi went as agreed. But contrary to the expectations of those two husbands, the person who backed up and detonated the bomb in the end was not you, but the sister who backed the car up for you."
As the curly-haired man in black spoke casually, Mrs. Sakihara kept her head lowered, listening with a calmness as though she were hearing someone else's story.
After a long while, she raised her head. She still looked like a meek, gentle wife. "I did buy a listening device, but only because I was worried my husband was cheating. Yet only two days after installing it, I realized such behavior was wrong, so I removed it and threw it away. I never heard the later Wife-Killing Plan."
In a gentle tone that made Vodka break out in a cold sweat, she said, "Even if what you say is true—that I installed a listening device and heard their plan—what would