"Name."
"Heisenberg, Heisenberg Digreen."
"Please describe the entire incident in detail."
"What, am I a suspect now?"
"No, Colonel, you should understand this is just the procedure of the Defense Bureau..."
Heisenberg took a deep breath and slowly nodded.
Indeed, this was the usual procedure of the Defense Bureau.
Only, he wasn't quite used to it, as he was usually the one asking the questions.
The current time is the morning of the third day.
The fog and rain over Winster had dissipated.
The sea breeze gently blew across the city, seagulls landed on the famed Beihai Avenue, with remnants of confetti still littering the streets.
Everything seemed to have returned to normal.
Only the faint sounds of crying from the residences and the white cloths hanging from the houses allowed people to sense the pain the city had endured.
Yesterday evening, after Charlie and Ned met at the Prohibition Bureau, Heisenberg and the others soon emerged from the sewers.
