Stack of Documents

...... The night was silent, and the stars twinkled. Meanwhile, in Nine States City... Amore looked at the thick stack of documents in front of him. It was proof that the secret factory had conducted various experiments during this period of time. It was exactly the same as what Lonely Shadow told him. His uncle, whom he trusted with all his heart, had led a project to develop a fatal poison gas. Sitting on the sofa, Amore's pupils were as sharp and cold as an icicle. "What else do you have to say, Uncle Uriah?" In the living room, the unkempt middle-aged man argued, "Amore, listen to me. I didn't want to do this either. It was all because the conditions they offered were too tempting. I was blind with greed for a moment. That's why I ended up doing this." He continued, "I watched you grow up, Amore. Please give me a chance. Forgive me for my tiny mistake, won't you?" "Tiny mistake?" Amore was so angry that he laughed. He threw the document on the table and coldly replied, "The Special