"Elenika, what are you doing? Now it's not just your appearance—even your name..."
The man beside the woman tugged at her, but she gently shook him off.
"I only want to catch that bastard, and this is our best chance." Elenika's expression did not waver. She merely removed her black robe, no longer concealing her appearance. "I can't let this opportunity slip away because of personal concerns. Oleg has already sacrificed so much for this possibility..."
As Matsuda Jinpei approached, he looked the two of them over. Hearing that, he waved a hand.
"I don't mean to interrupt, but this Oleg you mentioned—would he be a bearded man who looks Eastern European?"
"You've seen him?" Elenika's fingers tightened. "He's my brother, and one of our members."
"If you mean that reckless guy who came running to the Metropolitan Police Department looking for me, then yes, I've seen him." Matsuda Jinpei shrugged, paying no mind to the gun aimed at the back of his head. "But for certain special reasons, I couldn't meet him directly. I entrusted him to a third party temporarily unrelated to the police... You have things you need to care about, and I have my own concerns."
Elenika frowned deeply. "You mean the person who died beneath Pramia's bomb earlier wasn't Oleg?"
"Died beneath Pramia's bomb?" Matsuda Jinpei repeated the somewhat awkward phrase. After a few seconds of processing it, realization dawned on him.
Elenika meant Motohashi Yoji.
"Pramia has already begun committing crimes in Japan, hasn't he? I couldn't contact him, so I had no choice but to consider the worst-case scenario." As Elenika spoke, the icy expression on her face softened slightly. "If you've met him, then I suppose I don't need to introduce Pramia any further."
"Yeah. I did a little research. Pramia is