A minute later.
The sleek black car quickly drove away.
In the soft, comfortable backseat cushion, the boy was playing with the black metal gun barrel in his hands while the girl looked over curiously from time to time.
In front, the old butler, dressed in a black suit, with white hair slicked back, drove while gradually speaking.
"Young Master, did you see the secluded alley next to those three people just now? There are two fresh corpses in there."
"Dead… people?!"
The boy paused what he was doing and looked up. The girl next to him also looked forward. The old butler nodded as he steered.
"The blonde youth said that the gun in your hand still has the scent of gunpowder on it, which means it has been recently fired. I would guess that the two deceased in the alley were killed by this handgun you hold…"
The butler's face remained impassive.
