Hearing the word "coincidence," Amuro Tooru's eyelid twitched slightly, and for a brief moment, he felt the urge to turn around and leave.
He had only stopped by the Detective Agency to pick something up while passing through, intending to leave once Jiang Xia woke up. Yet the moment Jiang Xia opened his eyes, a strange picture book arrived, seemingly connected to the explosion news on television.
Judging from the news so far, no one had been injured or killed in this explosion. Under normal circumstances, Amuro Tooru probably would not have bothered with it at all.
But not long ago, the Public Security Department agents he had arranged had been trapped beneath a bridge by an explosion. Then came a strange Invitation Letter, followed by the appearance of that suspicious man who looked so much like Matsuda... With those precedents, the moment Amuro Tooru saw the word "explosion," his guard was already up.
And if I think about it carefully, that last Invitation Letter was actually addressed to Jiang Xia... Did it only end with Paper Confetti because I got involved?
And as a continuation of that unfinished business, did that guy send over a picture book?
Amuro Tooru's steps toward the exit seemed briefly glued to the floor—he wanted to leave, but his reason told him he could not.
Just as he was wavering, the phone on the coffee table suddenly buzzed.
At first, Amuro Tooru thought Jiang Xia's phone was ringing, but he quickly remembered that it was not.
He looked down at the phone on the table. It had arrived together with this sample Picture Book earlier.
Jiang Xia, on the other hand, seemed to feel no sense of danger at all. He picked up the phone and casually tapped it twice.
A text message popped