"They would take hostages and threaten to detonate bombs if their demands weren't met—that's how they maximize their profits!"

As he spoke, Hakuba Saguru clenched his fist and punched his palm.

“That’s right, then they must have weapons! It’s impossible for those two people to have brought them over; they were mixed in with the guests, so they couldn’t have brought weapons.”

"The weapons, and the accomplices, are all on this island!"

"Yuanshan, perhaps you're right. There might be a few armed terrorists hiding among the island's inhabitants!"

If I were a terrorist, I'd kill you first!

Yoruichi Toyama thought with a mixture of admiration and helplessness, when suddenly Hakuba Saguru grabbed her arm again.

"We're going to notify the police! Under these circumstances, the Schindler Group's press conference absolutely cannot take place!"

Before Yoruichi Toyama could stop him, she saw Inspector Shiratori coming towards her.

"Can't it be held?" Inspector Shiratori, still holding his phone, said with a surprised look, "I'm afraid that won't work."

"Superintendent Hakuba and Deputy Inspector Moroboshi just called to say that President Schindler insists that the press conference be held on time."

Because the other party was using his father's name, Hakuba Saguru frowned but couldn't say anything more.

Yoruichi Toyama couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"But there's a high possibility that there's still danger on this island. Could it be that President Schindler..."

Did he really want to kill people according to the original plan?

This complaint was finally swallowed.

When murder meets murder, when murderers meet murderers...

Yoruichi Toyama thought to himself, "When criminals fight, the police suffer."

Inspector Shiratori winked at them in a sarcastic tone.

"President Schindler is an American..."

"Arrogant and conceited!" Hakuba Saguru blurted out, though he immediately lowered his voice, the indignation in his tone only doubled.

"Damn Americans..."

...

The people housed in the Deep Blue Hotel were unaware that the police were still working through the night and gradually drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile, Tadaaki Mura, an engineer at the Schindler Group, found an uninvited guest in the room.

“Mr. Toyama?” He called out tentatively when he saw the face of the young man that Kudo Yusaku had introduced.

"Shouldn't you be with Officer Mingzhi and the others?"

Yoruichi Toyama smiled easily, found a chair, sat down, and crossed her legs.

"I heard some important news, so I came to tell you right away."

"Tomorrow... oh, I should say today, the press conference this afternoon will proceed as planned."

"It is said that this was President Schindler's insistence."

The villager's expression shifted, and finally, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"So you were..."

"Is that so? President Schindler, you really are stubborn!"

Although he said that, his gaze seemed to be saying something else entirely.

Yoruichi Toyama remained noncommittal, simply putting one leg down and then crossing the other over it.

"He had no choice, he was forced into that situation..."

"If the public knew, it would be the secret he feared most being revealed..."

The village chuckled. Not only did he laugh, but he also covered half of his face with his hand, as if he couldn't hold it in.

"What secret? It's just a rotten, decaying past!"

"Putting aside others, if it were you, would you believe that your ancestor from who-knows-how-many generations ago was a serial killer?"

Yoruichi Toyama, who was being questioned, was taken aback for a moment.

"If it were me..." he murmured, repeating thoughtfully.

"I might be grateful that after such a long search, I've finally found an answer..."

Upon hearing this answer, ?mura was somewhat stunned, and after a moment he waved his hand.

"Never mind, I was just saying."

"Perhaps it's you who wouldn't care about your background from a hundred years ago."

"After all, what you did was shocking enough."

"But Thomas Schindler, that hypocritical old man, seems to think that kind of background is a stain on his life!"

"Haha, how ridiculous! For this reason alone, he drove Hiroki, my only son, to his death!"

"I won't let him get away with this!"

"Since the press conference will proceed as scheduled, my plans will also proceed as scheduled..."

"In your words, a brilliant murder drama..."