In being discovered and taken notice of, these thugs promptly lowered their heads again.
As if nothing had happened, as if no incident had occurred.
Perhaps this behavior could give them a slight peace of mind.
Feeling as if the situation had been resolved and dealt with just like that.
But in reality, this was simply a petty trick played by Angus, a simple ploy.
Scaring off anyone who dared to cast their curious gazes on him.
This would allow him to proceed with what he intended to do next.
On this matter, Angus didn't feel the need to explain to others why he would do such a thing.
He drew out his small knife, and after much effort poking the blade in the gap near the eye socket, he managed to pry open the head.
He then rolled up his sleeves, wrinkled his brow, held his breath, and fumbled around inside the head for a while.
Along the warm insides, he finally found what he had been looking to find.
