(`)
Vodka did not immediately proceed to the next step.
He carefully checked again and, after confirming there were no other mechanisms on the back, finally pulled open the Safe door.
He looked inside expectantly, then his expression froze. "What the hell is this?!"
"?" The Mermaid turned to glance at him, feeling as though she had been cursed at. Her gaze gradually turned hostile.
Gin was also somewhat puzzled by Vodka's reaction. He bent down and looked into the Safe. The next instant, the faint Killing Intent around him suddenly grew dense. When he straightened up again, there was a trace of anger at having been played in his eyes.
Jiang Xia tilted his head to look between them and saw strands of hair sealed in vacuum bags and stacked away for storage.
The hair came in varying lengths, black and white alike, covering nearly every race and age group.
"Legend has it that Rasputin liked collecting virgins' hair. He would cut off a lock after sleeping with them and had amassed several boxes before he died." Gin quickly understood, staring at the box of hair with a flicker of disgust in his eyes. "Whether that legend is true or not, Scorpion apparently believed it and followed suit. But..." He looked at some of the graying hair. "This probably wasn't taken from people she slept with. It looks more like it came from people she killed."
Remembering the effort he had spent picking the lock, Vodka could not help wanting to curse. "No wonder she hid it so carefully. Those treasures could barely be explained as things she bought from others at high prices. But this hair is all evidence of murder. Keeping evidence in her own home—what a stupid pervert..."
"She really did commemorate her ancestor in every