Hearing this name, Alex's excitement about the prospect of abundant money gradually calmed down, his expression becoming serious and deep.
The serial severed-hand murder case still had no clear clues, and the shadow of the killer still lingered somewhere in the dark alleys of the city.
They didn't even know if there would be a next victim, or when the next victim would appear, or who among the poor laborers risking their lives working out there it would be.
The cruel murderer must be caught quickly. A rare sense of justice arose in Alex's heart. If this was the job that would bring him his upcoming salary, even without mentioning any high ideals like for the peace of Dune City, just to protect the income that was those glittering gold coins, he had to do his utmost to catch this person lurking in the darkness. Once the city fell into chaos and order collapsed, his salary would no longer be guaranteed either.
