Looking at the recorder in Duanmu Ai's hand, Fat Dwarf's expression darkened slightly.
"What exactly are you?"
"Who I am is none of your business. I'm just asking you, are you going to die willingly now, or should I take you to the police station?"
"Humph, with just you?"
Upon hearing Duanmu Ai's question, Fat Dwarf snorted coldly and then snapped his fingers. Quickly, the doors to the surrounding rooms flew open, and several men dressed in black suits, armed with guns, rushed out and formed a tight circle around Duanmu Ai and Niijima Makoto.
"There is a third option, which is that I kill you both and then toss you into the sea to feed the fish!"
"Ugh...!"
Looking at the dark muzzles of the guns facing her, Niijima Makoto gritted her teeth and instinctively retreated toward Duanmu Ai, while Duanmu Ai merely scanned the surroundings and narrowed her eyes.
"Oh, hoarding guns, caught red-handed, you're in for it now."
