Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!

Either that woman’s identity is quite sensitive.

Or, it’s because your daughter is sitting in the surveillance vehicle, and you’ve always kept this from her, worried she wouldn’t be able to accept it.

Considering your age.

I conclude that this person of the opposite sex recently no longer wants to maintain this underground relationship.

So you’re anxious and afraid that I’ll tell you even more."

Looking at Kanchef, whose face grew darker and darker.

Brian took out a cigarette, "Do you mind if I smoke, gentle owner? I might have some more information for you."

After a moment of silence.

A soft female voice came from the car’s vent, "Go ahead, I don’t mind."

"Thank you."