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Murder at the New York Library / Murder in Harlem / Murder in Central Park – Part 06

Victorique and Kazuya stood in silence. Kazuya noticed tiny beads of sweat trickling down Victorique’s cold, doll-like face. Smoking her pipe, she maintained an overly composed attitude that bordered on impudence. Kazuya moved closer to her.

Then, thunderous footsteps sounded from the ceiling.

Kazuya listened intently. Even Victorique’s small ears twitched. They could hear a familiar voice.

“Ouch!”

“You little brat!”

“Stronzo!”

Apparently, there was kicking and biting involved. The voices came closer.

“Stop biting me!”

“Stop kicking me!”

“Ah, help!”

Rokushou’s voice changed to a feeble scream.

The next moment, the ceiling boards opened to the sides, and a small figure in a blue kimono fell upside down, plummeting as if into the abyss.

Victorique threw her pipe and dashed forward. “Rokushou!”

“Waaah, Mommy!”

“Wait!”

Victorique tumbled and ended up passing the spot where Rokushou fell, crashing into John Smith’s side with a resounding thud. Surprised by the unexpected attack, John Smith coughed while still holding the cigar in his mouth. Kazuya slid