Seventeen turned his head to glance at Norton Jarvis, chuckled twice, and said, "There's another possibility. He might expect me to 'steal' Daniel again when I can't gather all of FG's paintings, so to be safe, he might have moved Daniel elsewhere."
Norton Jarvis smiled as he stepped forward, covering the lens of the binoculars with his hand, and said, "No matter the guess, shouldn't we just go have a look? Ghost, send a calling card."
7 PM.
The gates of Bruce Castle swung open.
Norton Jarvis, Seventeen, Ghost, and others entered the castle one after another.
Returning here once again, Seventeen felt as if a lifetime had passed.
Bruce, the Mafia's boss, had been in power for years, naturally exuding a royal aura. He was burly and tall, always wearing a stern face, making him seem somewhat unapproachable. However, when facing Seventeen, he often showed a slight smile.