"Samples of what?"
"I don't know. I just know it said something about their collection status―you needed a special password to access it. The only thing I know is that this and the mayor's project..."
"Are connected."
"I imagine they are."
Sample. What a cold, desolate word. Shion felt a chill.
Safu. He cast his thoughts to her, and his chill got worse.
"Shion," Nezumi called. The darkness shifted. "That's about it. We can't get anything else out of this guy." His words also had a cold, desolate ring. The man perceived their coldness and stiffened.
"Are you going to―k-kill me?"