After a few twists and turns, Lee finally stopped in front of a two-storey building after walking for more than 20 minutes.
Oaker was looking around in astonishment.
He never thought the base of the Funeral Society would be located in the commercial street.
Though, he soon realized what was going on.
Only in a commercial street with a high flow of people would one be suspicious if one ran into a strange person. Especially when he saw the strange ornaments on the wall and the signboard of a tattoo parlor, Oaker nodded slightly.
With such a disguise, no matter how strange the person was, it wouldn't be strange anymore.
One needed to know, a few years ago, during the blood-sucking fever, someone really made four vampire fangs and installed them in his gums.
Ding!
Lee unlocked the door and pushed it open.
The wind chime behind the door rang loudly. Oaker followed behind Lee and sized up the place.
All he saw were some tattoo posters and collections, it was no different from the tattoo parlor one would expect.
Out of instinct, Oaker turned his attention to the second floor.
"The second floor is my office, the basement is the parlor."
Lee said with a smile.
Then, he gestured for Oaker to go down.
Oaker headed down without a second thought.
When Funeral Society was leading the way, Kieran already knew who it was that wanted to see him.
At the same time, he also knew why the person wanted to see him.
Therefore, Oaker didn't even need to hesitate.
Oaker went down a wooden staircase and entered the underground guest room.
Inside the parlor was a small living room. Kana, Tanya and Jen who Oaker met once before were discussing something around the round tea table. When they heard the creaking of the wooden stairs, they stopped immediately and sized up Oaker with their eyes.
"I want to see the Bird of Death …"
"My Knight will not simply meet mortals!"
"Hmph!"
"Good day inspector!"
Before Oaker could finish, three completely different answers came out of his mouth.
Even though it was a storm, Oaker was having a headache at that moment.
One of them had a sick face, immersing himself in his own world. One of them had a cold face as if someone owed him a few million.
The last one seemed normal though.
If that blank expression was removed from his face.
Right away, Oaker made the wisest choice: search on his own.
After all, it was only an underground reception room, and there were only three rooms.
Of the three rooms, these children would definitely occupy one or two of them.
Based on their personalities, if they were to choose a room …
Then …
Just when Oaker was guessing which room Kieran would choose, Kieran's voice sounded.
"Inspector Oaker?"
"Please come here!"
In the last room in the corner, Kieran's voice rang out.
The inspector hurried over and pushed the door open.
Then, just as he was about to step in, he had no choice but to stop.
There was no place to step on the carpet in the room.
Books.
Books were spread open one after another. They seemed messy, but at the same time, they seemed to be arranged orderly on the ground.
Not only on the floor, but on the bed and the sofa were also stacks of books.
Judging from the paper alone, these books were quite old.
"I'm sorry!"
Kieran who was sitting cross-legged with an apologetic smile stood up from the carpet. He carefully kept the books and opened up a path for Oaker.
At the same time, he moved the two stacks of books on the sofa to the bed and invited Oaker to sit down.
With doubts lingering in his mind, Oaker sat down.
Although he was getting more and more experienced, his stamina was declining drastically as he aged. Back in the days, continuous overtime wasn't a big deal to Oaker but now, a night of rescue work was too much for him. Oaker leaned back on the soft sofa and slightly relaxed his body before looking at Kieran.
"Are you trying to tell me that you weren't the one who stole the portrait of Ai Little?"
Oaker asked.
"Do you think it was me?"
Kieran didn't answer but asked back.
"I don't know.
I wanted to use my common sense to make a judgment but against people like you, my common sense is useless. So, I don't know. "
Oaker went silent for a while before shaking his head and said with an honest tone.
Kieran couldn't hold back his smile at the honest Oaker. He simply took the documents beside him and passed it to Oaker.
Oaker looked at the obviously old documents in his hand and opened it up with doubts.
Inside was a medical record.
"Ling?
Heart, liver, and kidney all have problems? "
Oaker's brows furrowed even tighter when he saw the words written on the record.
Based on his understanding of medicine, anyone who was afflicted with any of the diseases listed would never survive but Ling, who was born with all the diseases, survived and was very healthy.
If it wasn't an accident …
Hold on!
Oaker suddenly raised his head and looked at Kieran when he thought of something.
"It's just like what you are thinking, Ling is the murderer of the serial suicides in Saint Brilliant."
Kieran said in a calm tone.
"Even if it's for survival, killing people … isn't right!"
Oaker said with furrowed brows.
Kieran shrugged.
He didn't have any comments on Ling.
Not only to Ling but to Oaker as well.
After flipping through the documents last night, Oaker knew why Ling did what she did.
To survive.
It was simple yet difficult.
For those who didn't experience despair, they wouldn't know how painful it was.
But after experiencing the pain of despair, the desire to live was enough to disregard everything.
Just like …
Oaker.
Of course, Kieran didn't regret his actions. Maybe it was because he could empathize with Ling but an enemy was an enemy, Kieran wouldn't show mercy to her.
After adjusting his emotions, Kieran said, "Look, I've found out the truth of the Saint Brilliant case for you, can you help me now?"
"I can't help you with the burglary case!
That millionaire isn't someone a little inspector like me can persuade, not even the mayor! "
Oaker seemed to have misunderstood Kieran's intentions.
"No, I don't need you to persuade him, what I need is something within your capabilities … Help me investigate the whole story of the burglary case, it would be best if you can get detailed information!"
"How is it, it shouldn't be too hard for you right?"
Kieran waved his hand.
"Very well!"
Oaker nodded right away.
Just like what Kieran said, it wasn't hard for him at all. It was normal for an inspector to be involved in such a burglary case.
The swift and decisive Oaker made his move right away.
However, when he reached the door, Oaker suddenly asked.
"With that bastard's abilities, it shouldn't be hard for him to investigate such things right?"
Who was that bastard?
It was Lee, the Funeral Society member.
"I don't trust him."
Kieran replied.
"Wise choice."
Oaker nodded and didn't say anything else before he left the room in a hurry.
Listening to Oaker's footsteps as he left, Kieran closed the door and rubbed his swollen brows. He then looked at the bird's nest that was hidden behind a stack of books.
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