"So, Chief Macmillan, what is your preliminary assessment of this case?"
Li Wei looked away from the bodies and asked. Chief Macmillan cleared his throat and offered his theory.
"We believe the killers must harbor a deep hatred for Baskerville House. Their aim wasn't money, but revenge. They may even have infiltrated the household disguised as servants, orchestrating disappearances and using the rumors to spread panic."
"And their motive?"
"Perhaps to drive the Baskerville Family off this land, so they can atone for their supposed sins."
"Sins?"
"You haven't heard? The rumors about the Baskerville Hound Curse?"
"I only know that because of this curse, every head of Baskerville House mysteriously disappears on his thirty-eighth birthday. I don't know the details of the curse itself."
"It's a story everyone in the Delicat District knows, even the children."
Chief Macmillan paused before continuing.
"Legend has it that deep in Delicat's mountains lives a king who rules over all the wolf packs. We call him the Wolf King. He is as old as the Delicat District itself, and they say he can take human form and walk among us. Whenever Full Moon Night comes, wolf howls can be heard deep in the mountains. People say that is the Wolf King proclaiming his presence and authority."
This doesn't seem to have much to do with the Baskerville Family.
Li Wei listened quietly without interrupting.
"Then, during the time of the family head two generations ago... no, three generations ago now, the Baskerville Family angered the Wolf King."
"Angered him?"
"Yes. The Baskerville Family has always had a tradition of hunting in the forest after the family head's birthday. Sir Baskerville organized a hunt, and one of his traps caught a white wolf. Her coat was pure white as snow, and her eyes were