A knife with a dulled blade, soaked in blood, was raised, reflecting a faint, sticky cold gleam under the incandescent light.
ZZZZZZ——
Once again, the lights dimmed.
The man swung down the kitchen knife he held.
Thud!
The knife hit the chopping board, producing a heavy, meat-chopping sound.
The man's name was Jūkichi Yoshiwai, originally just an insignificant thug.
Moreover, he wasn't the master of this apartment.
Jūkichi appeared here for a home burglary.
As a seasoned criminal, he had already done his recon before picking the lock to enter this target apartment.
This apartment hadn't been accessed in at least three days, and the clothes hanging on the balcony hadn't been moved at all. The owner seemed to have rushed off on a long trip, making it a perfect target for a break-in.
