As soon as Draven and Avelina sat down beside each other, Old Master Lenort cleared his throat.
"It seems we are already very close with this case. According to Mr. Bennet, the culprit is already known."
Everyone diverted their attention to Mr. Bennet. Valentine, who sat beside Lestat, propped up his chin with his balled fist while gazing at Mr. Bennet with a smirk on his lips.
Old Master Lenort gestured with his hands. "Mr Bennet."
Mr. Bennet, with a cold look on his face, stood up from his seat. His eyes were moving from Draven to Old Master Lenort, then back to Draven.
"Aedion." He extended his hand out to Aedion, who stood beside him.
Aedion bent down and grabbed the bag they came with. He unzipped it and pulled out the bazooka, the gloves, and the photo.
Ryan and the rest stared at him. They weren't sure of what exactly was about to happen.
