Chapter 602 Clueless

Chapter 602 Clueless

"What's going on Baofeng? Do you think these people are all crazy?" ... n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Within the police station, several officers couldn't help asking themselves this question when going over the numerous reports they've gotten about a castle-like building seated in a jagged hill. The castle is now resident to the D'jaggers, a wealthy family from overseas that perched in the east for hundreds and thousands of years. One of the officers ran his hands on his hair helplessly when thinking of all the paperwork before him. "Hey... something's definitely not right about this place, but after doing over 11 searches, we still can't find a single thing to pin these foreigners down!"

In a flash, their lead inspector entered the room, already at his wits end when lashing out at them. "Dead end this, and dead end that! What the hell are you doing with taxpayers money if you can't freaking find a single clue?" Dammit! He slammed his hand on the table, yelling so loud sprays of saliva now engulfed the person closest to him. "We are the city's finest! The good guys! The ones to save the day for the civilians who make reports!" "Now, I don't need to tell you that there have been over 79 cases of missing persons, all reported to have association with that castle. In other words, they've been seen going on or leaving the castle at some point. In other times, they've run around the castle and even been noted to have broken into the castle occasionally. But... till now, we can't find a body or any evidence!" Adrenaline pumped into the bloodstream of many when listening to their Captain.

Ahhh!

The bushes in the distance began to shake, causing many to hold their chests with worry. Who goes there? Rustle, rustle, rustle~

Everyone stared attentively, with one hand already on their daggers. It was incredible that their funds were confiscated before they left the station. It was a boy... a stunning and happy-looking boy in a sleek navy black school-like attire. And the moment he appeared, several others appeared from the shadows, catching them all off guard. "Who are–"

"Seniors!" The police Captain quickly saluted, before the other officers could complete their sentences. The other officers were stunned, looking at the male and female models before them in confusion. These pretty boys and pretty girls were the people from the SN department?

Wrong script! They felt they were now holding the wrong script. Or else where did the burly and string assassins in their imaginations go?