Dr. Ratio clutched the Netherfire in his palm and looked at Screwllum as he appeared, his voice grave:
"Shouldn't you still have plenty to deal with while the aftermath of the incident has yet to settle?"
"Or does the Space Station's safety have nothing to do with you?"
Screwllum spoke eloquently:
"Answer: that is precisely why I came. After all, the true protagonist of this incident... is here."
"However... perhaps your attire requires repair."
At that moment, Dr. Ratio's clothes were in tatters, especially his lower garments, which bore many signs of being torn apart.
His hair was a mess as well, as though he had just crawled back from some horrific place.
"That is none of your concern." Dr. Ratio frowned.
"...When did you start suspecting me?"
Screwllum answered calmly:
"[Those engaged in academic research always find it difficult to believe something. Conversely, questioning it is much easier.]"
"From the very beginning, Mr. Ratio. I share your bad habit."
"Heh... I am deeply honored, Mr. Screwllum." Dr. Ratio was quite curious.
"But since you had seen through me long ago, why did you not say a word? Why even have Mr. Yan Huan personally exile me?"
"Out of curiosity." Screwllum remained impassive.
"Logic: I made the same decision as you—accompany and observe."
"Oh? Then when did you become certain?"
Screwllum's gaze was profound.
"Judging from the outcome, aside from minor psychological trauma, no staff members suffered any substantial harm in this attack."
"That does not align with the Annihilation Gang's methods."
"Since the incident occurred suddenly, Mr. Yan Huan was only called to the conference room midway through by you to conduct the investigation. Therefore, it was not his doing."
"Logic: a third party saved those staff members."
Dr. Ratio fell silent for a moment before replying evenly:
"If