A/n: I will fix the chapter in a few hours.
Officer Hector Sung was having a really bad month since his promotion as a senior inspector.
Many weird things had been happening ever since he took command.
There had been a lot of kidnappings and people were going missing at an alarming rate.
And as he walked out of the carriage that senior inspectors used as a status symbol, he was rather dispirited.
"This anonymous messenger better be correct."
He grumbled loudly as he looked at the tall marble mansion in front of him.
Officer Sung was a tall man with a rather fit body despite being in his forties. He had a thick beard and short black hair.
Beside him was his junior inspector Lenson who gulped audibly.
"Is this really the right choice, sir?" He couldn't help but ask. "Representative Whitemore can get us transferred for this."
"Oh, don't worry." Officer Sung shrugged. "We will only take action if we find anything in his home."
