395. Are You Going to Be Silenced Too?

The clinic has huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor. It's hard to imagine how much courage it took to use such a decor in this Gray Alley, where the underworld and the legitimate world meet, and where there is a lot of disorder.

Contrary to expectations, the clinic was clean and tidy, except for the hospital bed, as if its owners were still working as usual.

Even the hospital bed was free of bloodstains and dirt, only covered in numerous creases.

"Were the sheets changed here?"

Seeing this, Xiya couldn't help but ask.

"No, that's how it was. The newspaper boy was passing by this morning when he saw Dr. House lying here through the French windows. He called out twice but got no response. He went closer and realized something was wrong. He quickly called the police, and when they broke down the door, Dr. House was already like this."

"Trist said."

"This definitely wasn't done by humans."

Xiya drew a conclusion.

"The other party must have killed Dr. House in a moment of sneak attack. The Glass Flower was not the result, but the means. The killer killed by making the victim's internal organs look like that."

"Or there is another theory: that Dr. House was not killed here."

Trist exhaled a puff of grayish-white smoke.

"He may have treated or visited other patients besides those two, and then been killed and brought back under the cover of night, which would have led to the scene being like this."

Since there were only the three of them present, Trist spoke frankly, pointing again to the wooden cabinet filled with patient information and files.

"I need to investigate his filing cabinet."

"Oh."

Lu Ban remembered what Trist had said before.

In addition to the police's assistance, he also took on a case from Madam Martina of the Catania Family. Evidence of the mafia family's affair with her lover was also in the clinic, so there might be another direction for the case.

That is, Dr. House was killed by the mob because of this evidence, but Madam Martina was unable to get the evidence from Dr. House, so she hired the detective Trist to find it.

"Old Cui, you're not going to be silenced too, are you?"

Lu Ban suddenly said.

"Did you think I came here unprepared?"

Trist, who was searching through the files, rolled his eyes at Lu Ban.

"First of all, Madam Martina did not tell me anything about her lover. It was all my deduction. As long as I don't act like I know too much, she won't do anything to me."

"Furthermore, Madam Martina is the third daughter of the Catania Family, and her husband is a theater actor. According to the rules of the mafia, even if her husband knew that she was being cuckolded, he couldn't say anything. Madam Martina needed to destroy this document more because of internal family disputes."

"Finally, I know more than one member of the Catania Family, do you understand what I mean?"

"Don't know."

Xiya spoke her mind.

For the mages of the Night Country, these urban gangs were far too complicated.

"The Catania Family is a gang that has risen to prominence in recent years. They quickly gained control of many trade routes to and from the Ruined City, engaging in smuggling, drug trafficking, intimidation, and keeping prostitutes. They do almost everything, supposedly because they have acquired a rather good strategist in the last two years. In any case, the order of the Black Street is being disrupted."

Trist paused, perhaps finding the description of "order in the Black Street" a bit ridiculous.

"The Black Street originally had many small forces and small gangs. These gangs often fought each other, causing casualties. However, because they were not large, they had a delicate balance of power. The upper class was too lazy to clean up this mess. But the Catania Family was different. They wanted to unify the Black Street, and even the entire slums of the Ruined City, to become the Ruined City controller of the ruined city."

"Isn't this good?"

Xiya asked, somewhat confused.

"There are many problems. Although the Catania Family can keep the slums peaceful through oppressive rule, such rule will attract the attention of the upper class in the ruined Ruined City. They may clean up the slums. You know, you may not care if there is a little dust on the ground, but if there is a clump of dust, you may have to sweep it up."

Trist's hand suddenly stopped.

He saw a file.

The patient's name on the file is Matilda, which is another way of spelling Martina.

He pulled out the file and glanced at it.

"That's pretty big stuff."

Trist couldn't help but sigh.

"No wonder Madam Martina wanted this medical record; her relationship with her lover wasn't just an ordinary one, but..."

He was about to say something when he noticed Xiya's curious big eyes.

"Ahem, anyway, it's something that will harm the body. It seems she originally had that desire, but she couldn't show it because of her status. Wait a minute."

Trist flipped through the records and paused, stunned.

"The timing doesn't match. I remember Madam Martina should be attending a charity gala at this time, and I was there. There's no reason for her not to be there, unless..."

He seemed to realize why Madam Martina had entrusted him with this matter.

Trist searched through the other files in a specific order recorded on the records. This file was just a catalog; the real records were the other files arranged according to the coded order recorded on it.

"What's wrong?"

Xiya leaned closer and saw the text translated from the Silent Land.

"Three are already dead?"

The young sorceress saw that, in the files, three of the unfortunate individuals who had used certain special means to please these noblewomen had already died.

Moreover, it appears that there was more than one participant.

"It seems Madam Martina is just one link in this chain. Where are the others?"

Trist suddenly realized that Lu Ban was gone.

"I'm here."

Lu Ban's voice came from the basement entrance.

Trist put away the medical records and went to the basement with Xiya.

This is a warehouse storing various medicines and equipment. The police have definitely already searched it; there's nothing unusual.

However, Lu Ban ended up in front of a cabinet.

"Can you smell anything?"

He asked.

What does it taste like?

Trist sniffed; all he could smell was the pungent odor of disinfectant.

"It smells similar to the morgue, like perfume."

As Lu Ban spoke, he opened the cabinet.

The cabinet contained some bottles and jars, nothing special.

But Lu Ban crawled into the cabinet, pressed his face against it, and listened carefully.

"This place seems to be empty."

He said, "Come out immediately and, together with Trist, move the heavy cabinet."

As you can see, there is a trapdoor behind the cabinet.

Pushing open the trapdoor, Lu Ban saw a small, secluded room.

In the room, on the cold hospital bed, lay a woman.

Glass Flower bloomed on that woman's body.

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