Night.
Detective's assistant Darian left the detective agency, came to a public rental apartment, and knocked on the door.
Inside was a white-haired old man with an air of refinement. When he saw Darian, a faint smile appeared on his face. He stepped aside and let Darian into the living room.
Several other people were already seated on the sofa.
They included a neatly dressed gentleman, a ravishingly beautiful woman, and a newsboy with shrewd eyes.
"Welcome, our detective gentleman."
The refined, gray-haired elder clapped his hands. Every gesture he made carried an invisible air of leadership.
This was not some mysterious influence, but the sum of his experience, worldly knowledge, and past successes.
"I tailed the target for half the day. In the morning, he went for a walk first, then visited his neighbor, Aaron Yugus..."
Darian took out a notebook and listed each noteworthy matter one by one.
"Very good. Does anyone have anything to add regarding Mr. Yugus?"
The elder wrote a line on a blackboard. On closer inspection, it was covered by an entire chart of personal connections centered around William Mark.
"A traveler who inherited a sizable fortune. William probably wants to borrow money from him." The well-dressed gentleman replied, "I'll ask him about it later."
Aaron looked at the other man. He seemed vaguely familiar—perhaps one of the guests at the banquet held by William's family last time.
"A rich young master. How about I give it a try? Maybe I can swindle another huge sum out of him."
The glamorous woman took a shell-shaped compact from her handbag and touched up her makeup.
"No. Clear targets—that is the guiding principle of our operation!"
The elder shook his head in refusal and looked toward the newsboy.
"His afternoon movements are all here... He actually