There Was A Small House In Front Of A Lake

"Repeat that."

Kyoya elevated his eyes from the screen of the laptop. Kuroda was standing in front of him. As usual, the latter came to report to him yet he didn't focus on it. His mind got distracted earlier.

"En, Mrs. Yuasa is looking for Tojo Tsutomu. She's anxious. The police have told the people she sent that Tojo Tsutomu was detained due to drunk driving."

"Did the police mention about finding the culprit who hired that man?" Kyoya sneered, his eyes flashed with a cold glint when he imagined that woman's fearful expression.

"Yes," Kuroda nodded. "Does the President want the police to tell otherwise?"

Kyoya shook his head. "It's alright to shake her up. Let her be at unease. Who are the people she sent to the police?" 

"Two young men. They disguised themselves as Tojo Tsutomu's friends who were looking for him."

Kyoya smirked. Sure enough, that woman wouldn't be so foolish to come to the police station to avoid implicating herself.