After leaving the detective agency, Su Xiao took Isyvey Bonnie and Bubu Wang toward the Execution Organization Headquarters. Ah Mu went to comfort his famished stomach; the breakfast earlier had been far too little for him.
Pedestrians streamed along the stone-paved road. Although a Specter had attacked someone in broad daylight last night, the civilians on the streets did not seem panicked. After all, humans and Specters had coexisted for many years. The civilians were afraid, but they had more or less grown accustomed to it.
All along the way, Isyvey Bonnie remained silent, merely following behind Su Xiao. She seemed to be pondering something, a strand of blond hair wrapped around her slender index finger. Whenever she thought of a clue, she would yank the strand out. In her words, pain deepened her memory of something.
By the time they walked from the detective agency to the Execution Organization Headquarters, Isyvey Bonnie already had six strands of hair in her hand. Bubu Wang shook his head repeatedly. If there were a few more cases, Isyvey Bonnie would pluck herself bald.
Su Xiao soon arrived at the Execution Organization Headquarters. It was a five-story building with a fairly large footprint, and an internment zone surrounded the area. Anyone who dared approach the rear or side courtyards of the Execution Organization Headquarters from anywhere but the front would be killed without exception! Even if they died, it would be their own fault.
That was right—it was simply that overbearing. Awakened Ones were permanently stationed at the Execution Organization Headquarters, so its security level was obvious. In Zuer City, apart from the Parliament Palace—the monarch's residence and office, something akin to a royal palace—the Execution Organization Headquarters was the safest place.
For that very reason, a large number of classified documents and