286 At least, he didn't faint

The dead man on the table is none other than Tezuka Kohei.

He hasn't forgotten that man's face. It's probably because the night was quite unforgettable. It's been a year already. He hasn't expected to see him again -- dead and naked on a cold table under Yamashina Chiyo's knife.

The woman turns around and looks at him. Her dark eyes widen slightly, the shock disappearing within a second, only to be replaced by an eerie calmness. She puts down the scalpel and asks the man who is trembling in the corner, "What are you doing here?"

"How did he die?" Kawamoto Ren's eyes are fixed on the scalpel. How could this woman cut someone she knows so well?

"Poisoned." Yamashina Chiyo shrugs and returns to her inspection of the man's stomach. The body is already stiff. "And you are not supposed to be here."