[Fake Identities + No CP + Pure Gray + Clones + Original Organization + Frail Buff + Doesn't follow original cases but follows the main plot]
A well-known piano composer from Blue Star...
I've already looked through Chapter 473, you should look through it too.
Percy nodded, understanding what he meant.
— Torture the other person like the previous guinea pig until they have no resistance to death.
After taking the towel from Kita Aya's hand and treating it, Percy left the ward, and then Kita Aya Takumi and his wife entered from outside.
Madam Bei Ling approached Bei Ling Yin Wu with concern and gently brushed a strand of hair from his cheek. "Does it hurt?"
Kita Aya shook her head slightly. "No."
"Otogo, rest assured and recover. I will handle this matter." Kita Aya Takumi pulled out a chair for Madam Kita Aya and placed it behind her. After she sat down, he gave himself a chair and said this to Kita Aya Otogo.
“Okay.” Kita Ayane simply nodded without saying anything more.
The couple knew that their son was not talkative, so they didn't mind. He just sat quietly to the side, either peeling an apple or arranging the newly bought flowers in a vase, and only occasionally spoke a few words.
As dusk approached outside the window, they bid farewell to Kita Aya and got up to leave.
The door closed, and as the footsteps outside faded away, Kita Aya took out her pocket watch, opened the cover, and glanced at it.
The pointer on top didn't change, so he covered it back up.
"The sky was cloudless."
He murmured softly.
Percy returned to the ward, pushing a wheelchair. She helped Kita Aya to sit down and then pushed him out of the ward.
Outside the Mihua Grand Hotel.
A black Porsche was parked on the side of the road, and the window was rolled down, revealing the silhouette of the person inside.
His face was obscured by his hat and silver hair, but a faint spark could be seen flickering intermittently.
Gin took out his vibrating phone, glanced at it, then extinguished his cigarette and threw it into the ashtray. He got out of the car and headed towards the Beika Restaurant.
I walked through the crowd and turned into the corridor, only to bump into someone else.
Seeing that the other person was obviously injured with bandages wrapped around his body and was sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes covered, Gin only glanced at him before walking past him toward his destination.
Kita Aya Otoko remained in place for a few seconds before maneuvering her wheelchair away.
Room 112.
As soon as Gin opened the door, he saw several guys sprawled on the ground, their condition unclear. Moving his gaze further forward, he saw a silver-haired boy sitting cross-legged on the coffee table with his arms crossed, his cheeks puffed out and a look of displeasure on his face.
“What we need isn’t here. Rum’s information shouldn’t be wrong like this. It can only mean that someone intercepted it right in front of us.”
Upon seeing Gin, Bertrand got straight to the point, then frowned in annoyance, "They went too far! I was just about to try out my new invention, and they took care of these guys right in front of me!"
Gin opened his lips, about to speak, but then said: "..."
"Alright, tell me why you called me here first." Gin raised his hand and rubbed his temples.
"Nothing, I just wanted to make you come all this way for nothing!" Bertrand snorted and proudly raised his head.
Seeing Gin's clenched fist and restrained expression, Bertrand couldn't help but smile. He then pointed to the only person sprawled on the ground and said with a grin, "Take a peek at his clothes, there's a surprise."
Meeting the other person's questioning gaze, Bertrand laughed and said, "I've already checked it, you should check it too."