Jason pushed open the door and strode inside.
Guided by a pervasive aura of death, he needed no further observation.
He headed straight for the target to finish the job.
In a room beside the stairs on the third floor, Jason found the hidden bomb.
Placed in a basket, concealed within a closet.
It was meticulously arranged; without a thorough search, ordinary people would hardly be able to find it.
But to Jason, a bomb tainted with the aura of death was as clear as if it was placed right before him.
It’s because his abilities are exceptional!
“Somewhat clever, indeed,”
Auchenberg put down his coffee, the disdain in his eyes slightly subsiding.
But it didn’t disappear completely.
In his view, finding the corpse in the mailbox was to be expected.
After all, he had left clues on so many letters.
What about the ‘prize’ that followed?
Would you be able to find it?
Auchenberg was somewhat looking forward to it.
He then saw Jason heading toward the police dormitory.
Instantly, Auchenberg laughed.
Everything was as he had anticipated.
“It’s more fun with more people.”
Auchenberg murmured softly.
He wasn’t worried about the lack of smart people; on the contrary, he worried about their presence.
Without smart people leading the way, how could those foolish ones gather and appreciate the charm of ‘fireworks’?
As for Jason finding his ‘time bomb’ ahead of time?
He had many layers of arrangements, which concealed the ‘time bomb’ very well!
Even a team of people conducting a thorough search wouldn’t find the ‘time bomb’ within the safe time, let alone one person!
Do you think he is the son of the realm?
Or the beloved, protected son of Newdeth City?
So, Auchenberg sat there with his coffee, shifting his position slightly.
He wouldn’t want to be hurt by shattered glass.
Even while enjoying the fireworks, one must maintain a safe distance.
However, just as Auchenberg was picking up his coffee again, he saw Jason walk out of the police dormitory.
“Given up, have you?”
“Realized you can’t find it within the safe time, so you’re evacuating first?”
“Truly a clever person,”
Auchenberg thought with irony.
Then, he saw Jason stride in.
I’ve made plenty of concealments!
No one could possibly discover me!
Auchenberg reassured himself at the bottom of his heart, then, pretending to sip his coffee elegantly, he watched Jason approach and greeted him with a slight smile, “Is there something you need?”
Jason replied just like that.
Auchenberg exhaled in relief.
It was just a coincidence!
I said to myself, having dressed perfectly for concealment, even in a skirt, how could an average person possibly find me?
Auchenberg instinctively tried to say something, but before he could finish, Jason raised his hand and struck his neck.
In the crisp sound of the hand chop, Auchenberg’s eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground.
At that moment, Edward finally caught up.
Staring at the unconscious Auchenberg, Edward was somewhat unsure.
“He’s the one we’re looking for,”
In the vision of [Perception of Death], the other party was tainted with the same aura of death as the previous organs and torso.
Without a doubt, the person should be the murderer.
Edward subconsciously nodded at first, then quickly realized.
“Wait, you said ‘he’?”
Edward looked down at Auchenberg, who was dressed in a bright red skirt with lace at the hem, nails painted, lipstick on, foundation applied, and eyebrows meticulously groomed, and found it hard to believe.
Edward immediately began to check.
He lifted his hand in astonishment.