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Chapter XXV New Members

Restless.

This is exactly how Clayton is feeling right now.

After coming back from the old mansion of the Marney family, the first thing he did was to go and inform Bruno to end the investigation of the Broken Winged Angel Club.

In the detective agency, which was also his own home, Bruno poured Clayton a cup of tea, using a sparing amount of the rare tea leaves.

"Coming to check on the work progress so soon? It's only been a week. Don't expect us to have found out much."

Clayton didn't mind. He downed the tea in one gulp. "I don't think that way. Stop the investigation now and submit a report of your findings to me. The commission is coming to an end."

"What's going on? What happened?"

Bruno straightened up, his expression solemn.

He still remembered Clayton saying that this task was dangerous.

The look on the other man's face didn't seem like he had perfectly resolved the matter behind it."Something unexpected happened." Clayton was reluctant to say more.

Bruno glanced at his expression, then got up and went into the bedroom to fetch a bottle of liquor. He replaced the tea on the table with it.

He poured a little into Clayton's cup and put most of the rest away.

"I'll ask the assistant in charge of the investigation to write up the written report as soon as possible. It'll be submitted no later than next Friday. Remember to check your mailbox every day."

Clayton nodded and drained his cup again.

"Thank you."

After sorting out things here, he rushed back to his home in the Parish of Saint Morred as if chasing after time.

The new tenant in his home made him quite worried.

...........

Right there in the study, in the display cabinet nailed to the wall.

There was a severed head of a good-looking young girl soaking in a bowl-shaped glass fish tank. Her golden hair floated like seaweed.

Through the curved glass that distorted the light, she saw Clayton unlock the door and come in. Immediately, anger flared up on her face and she opened her mouth to roar:

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

There were no bubbles, but the liquid in the fish tank was boiling.

Even though she had lost most of her body, she still retained some feeble abilities to interfere with the outside world.