Couldn't Mouri Ran Go to Hawaii?

The fact that the deceased knew how to use Truth Serum for coercive interrogation was not, in itself, all that "unusual."

Because, as Asai Narumi had said, Thiopental Sodium was a common medical anesthetic. Anyone determined enough could obtain it without much difficulty.

What was truly "unusual" was this:

The deceased had actually needed to use Truth Serum to interrogate his opponent.

What did that imply?

It meant ordinary torture and coercive interrogation methods had already become useless against the person being interrogated.

That was why the deceased had needed to resort to a trick like Truth Serum.

This guy had not even been afraid of torture.

He was no ordinary gangster.

"Resisting torture requires tremendous willpower."

"Those gangsters scraping by, those bank robbers greedy for money—they might look vicious on the surface, but there was no way they possessed such unshakable resolve."

"Yet the mysterious person who disappeared from this crime scene had such a firm will that the deceased had needed to use Truth Serum."

Miyano Shiho analyzed unhurriedly:

"Do you really think he was an ordinary person?"

The answer was self-evident.

That mysterious person had to be someone important.

And since the deceased—that unnamed middle-aged man—had been able to oppose someone of such an extraordinary background, his own identity had to be anything but ordinary as well.

Neither of them could have been ordinary gang members.

Even if they were criminals, they had to be the more high-ranking sort.

Like those from The Distillery, for example.

"Mm." Thinking of that, Lin Xinyi could not help glancing at the black suit worn by the unnamed man in the photograph:

It was practically the same style as his own.

Could he really have been a colleague?

Not necessarily.

These days, criminals all liked wearing black.

Lin Xinyi wore an