"He... he..." The middle-aged woman was not articulate and struggled to get her words out, but tears fell like broken pearls. Eventually, she simply knelt down with a thump before Aoyama and kowtowed, her voice quivering with sobs, "Deputy Chief Aoyama, please leave quickly, would you? My daughter just had surgery and can't handle any stress. I beg you!"
"No! Don't go!" Her daughter suddenly shouted, her eyes red, "Deputy Chief Aoyama, what do you mean by that? Are you saying my dad is the serial dismemberment murderer? That's impossible! There must be some mistake; he's so honest and kind."
"I don't believe it either, I can't believe an honest and kind person would do such a thing, so I am seeking the truth," Aoyama Xiu Xin shook his head as he looked at the middle-aged woman. "And you, mother, know something."
"Mom! What do you know, you surely know something, right? Tell him quickly! My dad is not a psychotic murderer, he isn't!" The daughter broke down sobbing and screaming.
