James Bond smiled at this dramatic utterance. ‘A collector of death? You mean he kills people?’
‘No, Bondo-san. It is not as simple as that. He persuades, or rather entices people to kill themselves.’ Tiger paused, the wide expanse of his brow furrowed. ‘No, that also is not being just. Let us just say that he provides an easy and attractive opportunity — a resort — for people to do away with themselves. His present tally, in just under six months, is something over five hundred Japanese.’
‘Why don’t you arrest him, hang him?’
‘Bondo-san, it is not as easy as that. I had better begin at the beginning. In January of this year, there entered the country, quite legally, a gentleman by the name of Doctor Guntram Shatterhand. He was accompanied by Frau Emmy Shatterhand, born de Bedon. They h
