Chapter 212 - Nagoya Trip Of Madness (IX) (1/2)
It must have come as a surprise for this hooded person for me to approach. But he did not flee automatically when I talked to the hooded guy. He took a few steps away from me while scrutinizing me from head to toe and is currently judging me whether I am a friend or a foe.
”Who are you, are you a goon of this family?!”
”Wait, wait! Don't worry, I am not. If you are here to snoop around, then we have the same objective as I am also doing it!”
”Hmm? You are snooping around the property of the Katakura Family too? Do you have some business with these coldhearted people?”
”I don't know who they are but according to the clues I pieced together, I need to meet with them.”
”Fat chance man. I mean, they are not as easy to meet as some people proclaim they are. In fact, they are one of the elusive families you will ever know around these parts. If you want to meet them, you need to have a stroke of fair luck to get at least one of their family to meet you in public.”
”That elusive? What are they even doing to become this elusive?”
”Hush, we can't talk with that here, come with me, unless you want to get caught by them that is.”
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We drove away from the Katakura residence and went to a small apartment not that far from the Katakura Residence. I temporarily rented a room here so that I can easily do what I am trying to do to the Katakura's.
His room is on the second floor and after we stopped in the very last room, he pulls out his key and opened the door.
”Come in, it might not be a big place and not as comfy as normal rooms but I can't help it, this place is where I am keeping my operations.”
I entered the apartment and the first thing I smell is the strong smell of ink. It isn't just a smell where a bottle of ink spilled, it was like the whole place has been painted with ink. It is very strong even for my nose.
After removing my shoes and entering the interior, I saw different photos on the wall and there are pins with yarns attached to it, and pins them on the photos, that seem to connect like lines. It was similar to how detectives and police do track criminals and those who are accomplices of the mastermind.
There are also different amounts of papers on the table and they are all filled with different things that contain different information.
”Are you somehow a detective?” I asked.
”No. I am not a detective, I am just a father looking for his daughter,” he said before pulling off the hoodie that is hiding his face.
It was a man in his mid-30s, a bit rough look on his face, but it hides a gentle look that many people won't easily notice. I have seen plenty of players in Alternate World who has a face like him who acts like a ruffian but was actually a father figure.
”You are not a detective? Then what is this flowchart with photographs of some people?”
”They are people I suspected to be connected to the disappearance of my daughter. That includes some of the Katakura's. I investigated them for two weeks already.”
”You find something on them?”
”Not that much but I manage to get a few insider info and gather a few that I can solidify the claims. Although it is not enough, I think it will be a good thing for me on my case and to nail the final coffin on finding where my daughter was.”