Chapter 92: More in Common
"What do we do of this one now?" Asked Isaac with his arms crossed.
Kristine, standing right next to him after knocking the student out cold looked down with a slightly troubled gaze.
"The blood on his hands is definitely not his own."
"He must have killed someone."
"That is a problem," Kristine said. "But we still can't have our identities revealed.
Now it wasn't just a matter of keeping it a secret from each other, but if someone was truly murdered and the student was after it they would have no choice but to be roped into it too.
It wouldn't have been a problem if they had just said that they caught the student while on a stroll with bloodied hands, because the student would definitely reveal the events of yesterday.