She was certain that she didnât know anyone who worked in the National Security Bureau, so why would they help her?
But since she had the privilege to interrogate the man, she wouldnât let it go to waste.
âCarmelo Frazier, you say? Where is he now? Take me to him.
â
âYes, maâam.
Right this way please.
â
Amon led her to the innermost room in the police station.
While walking, she asked Amon in a seemingly casual fashion, âWhoâs the current boss of the National Security Bureau? Why havenât I heard of him? Is he low-key?â
Amon replied respectfully, âIf even someone as important as you doesnât know, then I surely donât.
Their boss has never shown up in public, and thereâs no information on him anywhere.
All his orders are executed by his subordinates.
â
He paused for a moment and continued, âItâs said that his face is terribly grotesque, so he wears a mask whenever he comes out.
As for his identity, itâs even more mysterious.
But I guess that such a big shot must be a member of a big family in Stastle!â
Lucinda fell into deep thought and pondered over his words.
The two chatted until they made it to the room where Carmelo was being held.
Amon then ordered the policeman to open the door.
Carmelo was also put into solitary confinement because he was to be interrogated the following day.
When the door was opened, they found Carmelo curled up in the corner, with his back to the door.
He looked like he was asleep.
âCarmelo, get up!â
One of the policemen stepped forward to lightly kick his leg a few times.
But there was no response.
Lucinda instantly knew that something was wrong.
Just as she was about to enter the room to check, she heard the policeman shout in horror, âSir, heâs dead!â
âWhat?! How? Werenât his wounds treated last night?â
Amon rushed over to Carmeloâs body to investigate.
âHis body is still warm, which means that he just died.
There are no obvious injuries, but I do see a small, red mark on his neck.
Perhaps he was injected with some fatal drug.
Tell the forensics department to prepare for the autopsy!â
After thinking for a while, he asked seriously, âWho else came to see Carmelo this morning?â
The policeman answered, âNo oneâs passed by here aside from other officers.
â
Standing at the door, Lucinda listened to their conversation carefully and suddenly realized something.