"...That's how ordinary cases usually went. The Combat Department would take away anything valuable."
Wei En glanced at him sideways. "Then what counts as an unusual case?"
"Cases designated from above. Like the ones Lacy showed you before—those were relatively special."
From the pile of trash, Marco picked out a few large chunks of flesh and said excitedly, "Look, look! See what I found."
"What is that? That's disgusting."
Wei En looked in puzzlement at the chunk of some unknown tissue, wrapped in yellow-brown pus.
"Flesh from an Aberration. Spoils the Combat Department lot missed."
Marco introduced it enthusiastically. "Almost every Aberration's body is filled with corrupting power. Their flesh becomes deformed and extremely contaminating."
"But not all flesh containing corrupting power has value. Only certain parts do—like this."
Wearing gloves that isolated contamination, he peeled away the pus on the outside, revealing a dull, lifeless eye within. "The eyes are the most valuable part of most Aberrations. This can sell for at least 2 Gold Pounds."
"2 Gold Pounds?" Wei En's gaze was drawn to that eye. "So does that mean our income this time won't be bad?"
Marco looked at him helplessly. He really only cared about money, didn't he?
"It should be enough for you to pay back what you owe me."
"That works too."
At least it was much better than two people splitting 1 Gold Pound.
"Marco, there's something I don't really understand."
Wei En looked at the textile workshop, which had already become clean, and asked, "Why does the Secret Investigation Bureau separate the Investigation Department from the Combat Department? In fact, dividing it like this adds an extra step."
As he understood it, the Combat Department and Investigation Department could have been completely merged.
That way, as long as the Secret Investigation Bureau's