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Sato didn't instantly throw his glass at Al. That was a start. He didn't initially respond either--instead choosing to stare down the anxious psychometrist for an uncomfortably long time. That was less conducive to their investigation.

[b]"I don't know anything about anyone."[/b] Sato finally said in a dismissive tone. In fact, neither Alphard and Kelly could immediately ascertain anything beyond this dismissal. In fact, the two detectives had troubles ascertaining anything here. They could very clearly see the bar. But what was unusual was how sterile things felt. Despite being in a run-down part of town, the place didn't smell of much. There was no tinge of cleaning product. There was no hint of ages old grime. He couldn't even smell the spirits in front of the heir. After all, it was only a few hours since the massacre happened. It wouldn't be unheard of if someone like Sato didn't know and this was a dead end.

The demon by his side remained silent and in a polite stance.