“So how did you get to the scene, Miss?” The young police officer, who has worked on two Master Theater death cases, asked with a serious expression on his face.
“I left my phone in the staff changing room, so I came back to get it. And I found Namthong went out of control, shooting everyone else in the area. I tried to stop her, but Namthong did not listen. She tried to hurt me, which I fought back. At that time, everything went chaotic. Namthong suddenly pointed a gun at her forehead and shot. That's all about it.” Rada bluntly lied, trying to get herself involved in the whole thing as little as possible.
“Are you sure, Rada? Aren't you the one who killed Namthong?” Officer Arcade stared at Rada as if to find fault. Rada shrugged since she truly did not kill Khan-namthong. She did not have anything to be afraid of. Because it was all Orn-arin's handiwork.