"So you suspected Nito's motive for murder because you developed feelings for Big Pepper?"
A moment later, Jesse propped up his chin and squatted in front of the soul as well, listening to his analysis of his own death. The girl's focus, however, seemed a little off.
The soul recounted how he had met, gotten to know, and spent time with Nito. From driving for him to taking bullets for him, it was all rather unremarkable.
But young girls simply loved gossip about romance. It did not matter that she did not know any of the three people involved. After all, she did not know the actors when she watched TV dramas either.
The bodyguard was about to nod in response to the girl's question when he noticed the far-from-patient looks in Deathstroke and Enchantress's eyes.
With his soul under urgent threat, he unleashed his potential. He shuddered violently and suddenly remembered something:
"No, that's not it. I suddenly remembered that last night, I went to bring those girls over to spend the night with the boss. Since both my hands were occupied carrying their bags, I entered the suite without knocking. At the time, the boss was alone in the office, secretly taking off his faceplate. He seemed to be looking in a mirror in the dark corner of the living room."
"Oh? Go on." Bobo, playing the bad cop in the group, immediately pressed him for more. It could not be helped. With his small build, he would not be convincing as the good cop anyway.
The soul tilted his severed neck, raised a hand to scratch at the broken end still flickering with little flames, and recalled:
"When he noticed I had come in, he immediately put his mask back on. He was furious and demanded to