Simide Oaken lived on the outskirts of Aitland City.
These outskirts were no impoverished district, but a place where the truly wealthy lived.
A side road branched off the highway leading to Aitland City's main thoroughfare. After passing through dense woods, it became a road paved entirely with cobblestones, leading to a manor spanning several acres.
The bronze railings and marble gateposts bore the architectural style of a century ago.
In fact, Oaken Manor had been a duke's castle a hundred years earlier.
Only after Simide Oaken bought it had it been renamed Oaken Manor.
A fortune had been spent renovating the interior, preserving its century-old style while adding modern facilities.
At the very least, its security was enough to give anyone trying to sneak inside a headache.
Especially Teresa and Boskin, who knew exactly what awaited inside.
So when Qin Ran proposed going in alone, both vehemently objected.
"No!"
"It's too dangerous!"
"This isn't like the fight you had during the day. You've never been inside Oaken Manor. You don't even know the layout. Going in like this would be walking straight into a trap!"
"I've been here before. I'm the better choice!"
The police chief argued against Qin Ran's plan, then volunteered herself.
"Exactly, 2567. Fighting and infiltration are different things!"
Boskin also argued against Qin Ran.
"Then are you confident you can get inside without making a sound?"
Qin Ran looked at the police chief.
Before she could answer, he continued, "Which do you think would end worse: me getting caught inside, or you getting caught?"
The police chief and the young man immediately fell silent.
The police chief was now a wanted fugitive accused of assassinating mayoral candidates in succession. If one of the aggrieved parties caught her, her fate would need no explanation.
Of course,