Confirming the death? Had Kazami and the others succeeded?
The thought had barely flashed through his mind before a powerful sense of dread made his throat tighten.
No. If they had succeeded, Kazami would at least have sent him a confirmation email...
Allow me to introduce your new colleague, who will also be your future subordinate: "Kumeru." He is proficient in disguise, sniping, and hand-to-hand combat. Though still somewhat immature, he is a rare talent. Make sure to train him well.
The email offered no further explanation regarding Tang Ze Zhao's death, but the sender had attached a video file at the end.
Tooru Amuro steadied himself and opened the file.
After an agonizing wait for it to load, the first thing that appeared on the screen was a face pressed so close to the camera that the lens could no longer focus.
The person in the video seemed to be adjusting the camera. The view was dim and shaky, occasionally flashing white from overexposure, making Tooru Amuro narrow his eyes unconsciously.
"Ah, I think I got it. Sorry, sorry, I'm not very good with these things." As the slightly apologetic voice spoke, the camera finally stabilized. He smiled and moved farther away, allowing the lens to focus at last and reveal the sunlit smile on the subject's face.
Soft chestnut hair fell along his cheeks, and his amber eyes, beneath the light, seemed to hold pools of honey. He looked gentle and approachable.
Tooru Amuro recognized him at once. He was Akechi Goro, the newly famous high school detective who had drawn particular media attention in recent days for his handsome looks and affable demeanor.
He was actually part of the organization too—and a codename member...
"Halfway through the interrogation, I remembered that I probably ought to record the