"Vermouth." The moon parted the curtain of clouds, spilling its silver light over him. Tamazawa Shuxin showed not the slightest fear of the muzzle pressed against the back of his head, slowly turning his head to look at her. "You're just venting your anger. Brady only—"
"Shut up!" Just hearing that name filled her with loathing and bitter hatred. "You're all equally deserving of death."
"Then at least wait until Kudo Shinichi turns back, don't you think?" Tamazawa Shuxin never beat around the bush when it came to certain matters.
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