Loguetown, in the early hours.
The female agent Aisha Asiri pressed a handkerchief over her nose and mouth as she cautiously entered the tavern, which reeked of blood and looked like a slaughterhouse.
Though Asiri was an intelligence agent for the World Government and had received all the relevant training, she had spent years gathering intelligence, and she still found the scene hard to stomach.
As she looked at the dead gang members, a flash of disgust crossed her eyes. Even so, to make sure her mission went smoothly and nothing interrupted it, Asiri steeled herself and carefully searched the scene for information that had been missing from the initial report.
It had to be said: Asiri was no amateur. She had earned her position as an intelligence agent in CP9.
While examining the armed gang members, she noticed something strange.
Why had they all aimed so low, judging by where they had fallen?
Leaving aside the bullet holes in the ceiling, the marks on the walls and the shooters' positions suggested that they had all fired at a very low angle!
Had these people all been aiming for their target's legs?
Asiri shook her head. She knew that couldn't be it. One side had been on a killing spree, so why would the other side, clearly at a disadvantage, have held back?
Could it have been a special race? Or a Devil Fruit?
After a while, based on the scattered bullet holes throughout the tavern, Asiri had roughly deduced Kujo Tachibana's build. She also accepted that he was a Swordsman and had awakened Observation Haki.
She was especially certain about the Observation Haki.
Otherwise, she couldn't imagine how he had managed to kill people in that environment while avoiding the blood spraying in every direction—and leave behind no useful