"...All he ever talked about was his company. Seriously, if he didn't need a company to make moving money around easier, did he really think people were dying to work under his company's name? He was just a rich second-generation heir with a little money, yet he always had to make himself sound so accomplished. What a pile of nonsense."
"Then why did Mr. Miyama keep funding him? That company wasn't even registered under his name, considering he was wanted by the police..."
Tangze stroked the glove on his hand, looking thoughtful, as though Reiko Shimizu's description had struck a chord with him.
But he was actually looking at the panel.
The only reason he had pried information out of Reiko Shimizu was because they had not yet found Suehiko Ito's Palace information at the time. Now that his teammates had found what they needed and successfully infiltrated the Palace, he did not have much patience left for continuing the conversation. Still, in the spirit of seeing a rescue through to the end—no, sending the Buddha all the way to the Western Heaven—he was providing a little after-sales service.
And Reiko Shimizu, who clearly lacked opportunities to complain about her ex-boyfriend, simply could not stop once she got going.
Even with the other person in charge, Soichiro Miyama, sitting right there, her complaints never ceased.
Exhaling a puff of smoke, Reiko Shimizu, clearly satisfied after venting, brushed back her hair. "He is disabled, and his identity is illegal. Once this is over, the police will definitely hold someone accountable."
"So you can take the opportunity to shift some of the accounts onto that company's books?"
"More or less. We were using his company for the transactions anyway. He went blind a long time ago and can't see anything at all.