บท 35: Chapter 32 Initial Appearance of Ghost Fire

In the gloomy room,

a man dressed in a suit, wearing white gloves had just put down his knife and fork.

"Hmm... I can sense a tiredness in the texture of the meat, and a hint of disinfectant," he said.

"Truly an angel in white, eager to offer up their life."

"Your beautiful spirit moves me deeply."

"For this emotion—"

Drip, drip, drip!

The phone rang.

The man's aria-like soliloquy was interrupted, and his expression suddenly turned sour.

He lowered his head and said to the mutilated corpse beneath the dining table:

"I truly apologize, some impolite people just love to interrupt our meal."

"It's like life, filled with the unexpected and the inevitable."

The phone was unlocked.

A line of text caught his eye.

After reading it, the man laughed with an understanding look.

"They want me to take action personally? Well, that's fine. After all, I just received the message that my deputy is dead."