To be honest, even he, with the almost boundless capacity for acceptance and a mind far broader than an ordinary mental patient, felt a bit bewildered at this moment.
Up until Motan returned to 9 Rue Champs-Élysées, things seemed to be within controllable limits, or rather, developing in a perfectly almost monotonous fashion.
However, Cole Shuren's absurd testimony directly shattered this perfection, delivering a heavy blow to the unprepared Motan.
This young man whom he had trained for a long time and was supposed to play 'Mor' today, had never attended that dinner party...
He just stayed here, unawares, waiting for time to pass until Motan whimsically dashed over here.
Besides this, he did nothing.
But the 'Mor' that Motan saw when he was 'Hei Fan' truly existed.
That person perfectly concealed his identity, jovially interacted at the rather delightful gathering not long ago, helping Motan achieve his objective.
It seemed all was well.
