Owain City Detective Agency, the gray six-story building.
His mouth opened.
He wanted to gasp for air.
The hairs on his arms stood on end.
Victor from the Mold Country's security bureau looked at the shocking scene on the screen.
The densely packed birds were circling above the courtyard house shrouded in a huge beam of light.
At this moment.
Victor's emotion was surging.
He was so frightened that he wanted to cry.
From the monitor screen.
There were also ear-piercing, chaotic sounds mixed with various birds.
It was a scene of chaos, panic, and fear from thousands and tens of thousands of birds.
In front of the long table.
"What will happen when a thousand birds cry?" A female detective wearing gold-rimmed glasses suddenly asked.
The middle-aged man sitting beside the female detective looked at the projection.
He was a little lost in thought.