Pramia's gaze passed over Tangze's shoulder and toward the window behind him.
Vivid, dazzling flames burned behind him, their eerie glow illuminating Tangze's outline like a silhouette. Pramia's fingers tightened slightly.
The fact that Pramia had been able to connect to the tablet had been deliberate on Tangze's part. Naturally, he had kept a close eye on her movements.
More precisely, Tangze had known there was a bomb and a tracker inside, yet he had deliberately led her to follow in his footsteps toward an unpopulated area.
If an explosion occurred in some extremely secluded corner—like now—and there was only one bystander nearby, then that person could not possibly be unrelated to the explosion.
It might not be enough to convict her, but making the other police officers more wary of her would be a good thing.
If Tangze had been the one in charge, he would never have let Pramia act so freely.
Pramia's fingers tightened as she realized things were going badly.
Akechi Goro was not like the others. He had personally witnessed Motohashi Yoji's explosion, learned some of her identifying traits from him, and even seen the true culprit behind those bombings from afar.
She might have been able to deceive others, but fooling him was undoubtedly a fantasy.
Objects in the office were still drifting from the force of the blast. Hearing the chaotic footsteps approaching from the other end of the corridor, Pramia knew this disturbance would soon draw everyone's attention and immediately changed tactics.
His suspicion was already an immutable fact. Trying to cover up that mistake with clumsy excuses would only leave her in an even more embarrassing position.
So she might as well stop trying to change his mind.
Thus, when the others from the First Investigation Division were alerted by the