The Forged Evidence Polished Smooth

Vermouth left the basement and returned to the brightly lit corridor. Looking at the sunlight streaming in through the windows, she fell into thought for a moment.

Before finding this place, she had indeed imagined a similar situation, but after seeing that basement, she still could not help but feel moved.

No wonder, no wonder Kumeru had so easily seen through her true feelings. In every sense, he stood in a position so similar to hers.

Tang Ze Zhao's circumstances were even more unusual. The pressure Kumeru faced was no less than hers, and his contradictions were even sharper.

Just as she had recalled before, the Tang Ze couple, though perpetrators, were in fact also victims of the organization. In her interactions with them, the harm they inflicted had been real, but so had the shelter and care they provided.

If the Tang Ze couple, like the Miyano couple, had been erased by the organization before they could live long enough to use the drugs they developed to harm others, perhaps her feelings would not have been so complicated.

Her thoughts drifted for several minutes before the sound of a door opening and closing came from the passage behind her again.

Vermouth turned around, composed herself, and saw Akechi Goro standing beside her. Restored to his polished, radiant appearance, he wore a smile as he adjusted his cuffs.

"Sorry to make you see that." Kumeru, having gathered himself, flashed his familiar false smile. "I think there are some things we should discuss openly. What do you think?"

As he spoke, he turned on his toes and shifted two steps, completely blocking Vermouth's view of the concealed door.

This was a tactful way of showing her out.

Vermouth understood. Knowing she should not further provoke Kumeru's emotions, she took two steps