Chapter 633 Life is Like a Movie, Acting Skills Are Paramount
Mag wasn’t good at taking care of dead bodies, but it was Alex’s area of expertise. With Alex’s skills, he was able to alter the scene of the incident, making it appear as if one had perished while the other had escaped rather than like it actually was, where both parties had perished.
After returning to the restaurant, Mag calmly burned his bloodstained clothes and got rid of all evidence that would suggest a connection between him and that incident. After that, he went upstairs to take a shower before returning to the room. He switched on the lamp on his desk before unfurling the sheet of sheepskin.
The bloodstained sheepskin was recording the information regarding a person. From the portrait, Mag could determine that this handsome and dashing young man was the same man as the one he had just buried.
“Noya Gould…” Mag read out the name before looking at the information recorded on the sheepskin.
He had already roughly scanned through the content recorded on this sheet of sheepskin before, which was what prompted him to bury that man’s body in the first place.
Noya Gould was the eldest son in this generation of the Gould Family. He was quite handsome and talented, and was a slightly renowned young master in Rodu in his younger days.
There was an ancestor of the Gould Family who had once been the king’s personal chef. He had sacrificed his life to protect the king from an assassination attempt, and as a postmortem reward, the Gould Family became one of Rodu’s noble families. However, following a few generations, it had been reduced to a small third-rate aristocratic family…
Noya Gould was supposed to inherit the role as the leader of the Gould Family, but he fell in love with the same elven woman as Young Master Timothy of the Barkly Family, thereby leading the Gould Family to an eventual fate of destruction.
Four years ago, Noya and his wife fled Rodu with their half-elf daughter, who was still in her infancy, and disappeared thereafter as the only survivors of the Gould Family.
Timothy had been trying to hunt him down this entire time, and Bayson was part of one of the groups that had been sent out to kill him, leading thus to the events that took place earlier.
Mag carefully read through this information while referencing some of the memories in his mind regarding Rodu. He finally put down the sheet of sheepskin after almost 20 minutes, and he furrowed his brows as he murmured to himself, “Without his beard, this man bears a slight resemblance to me. We also have similar height and stature, and the age of this man’s half-elf daughter when he left Rodu was also quite similar to Amy’s at the time. Everything fits together really well.
“The Barkly Family pledged their allegiance to Sean, and is closely related to the army. Timothy’s father is most likely Eric, that extremist warmonger. Compared to facing off against both Sean and Josh at the same time, it’s much better to start off with a lesser opponent like this one.”
Mag rose to his feet and walked out the door before burning the sheepskin. He looked at the Gray Temple personnel that had already arrived outside his restaurant, and his brows furrowed as he murmured to himself, “Noya Gould, I’ll be borrowing your name for now. I’ll also avenge you while I’m at it.”
Monkey made his way over to Barzel, and whispered, “Team leader, following our investigation, we determined that the people involved in the incident fought all the way from the entrance of this ice cream store to Mamy Restaurant. A total of four humans and an elven magic caster were killed, and this was the place where the final battle took place.”
“That means someone got away! Monkey, take a group of people with you and keep following this trail!
“Bob, report this matter to the Gray Temple as a 4th-tier incident! Search the entire city for the culprit!”
Barzel’s expression was quite grave. Five people had just died in the Aden Square; this was no laughing matter.
A few days ago, signs of an intense battle had been discovered in the Aden Square, but no evidence that could give rise to leads had been found at the scene.
Only a few days had passed since then, yet a brutal multiple homicides had just taken place.
Barzel looked down at Bayson’s body in silence for a while before turning in Mamy Restaurant’s direction.
“Team leader, I have something to say, but I’m not sure if I should say it…” one of his team members said hesitantly.
“Go on.” Barzel turned his attention to him.
“The ice cream was opened by Boss Mag, and the first body was discovered at its entrance, while the final body was discovered in front of Mamy Restaurant’s entrance. Is this really just a coincidence?” the team member asked with furrowed brows.
“You guys keep investigating here; I’ll go ask about the situation.” Barzel nodded before making his way over to Mamy Restaurant with two other people in accompaniment. He didn’t think that Mag was involved in this incident, but the locations of the first and final bodies really were a cause for suspicion. Furthermore, this was the final crime scene, and a fierce battle should’ve taken place here. In such close proximity, someone in the restaurant should’ve heard something.
Mag stood in front of the window, and only went downstairs after Barzel had been knocking on the door for a long time. He ruffled his hair to manufacture a disheveled look before changing into his pajamas, and opened the door with bleary eyes and a confused expression. “What brings you here, Mr. Barzel? The restaurant is already closed.”
“Boss Mag, I’m not here for a meal.” Barzel shook his head with a smile. However, a sharp light appeared in his eyes as he looked at Mag and asked, “A homicide has just taken place outside your restaurant, and the culprit is most likely still nearby. Your restaurant is very close to the crime scene, so I was wondering if you had heard anything or seen any suspicious people?”
“Someone died in front of my restaurant again?” Mag raised an eyebrow as if suddenly snapping fully awake. He turned toward the lawn, and shook his head as he said, “I went to sleep after tucking in Amy, and I didn’t hear anything after that. I’m really sensitive to sounds, so back when I first designed the restaurant, I made sure to soundproof it really well. I didn’t even hear you knock on the door until you triggered the doorbell system.”
“Is the soundproofing in your restaurant really that good?” Barzel was slightly surprised to hear this. Smiling, he then asked, “Would I be able to come in and experience it?”
“Of course.” Mag nodded before stepping aside to allow him into the restaurant.
“You two spar with each other outside the restaurant,” Barzel instructed. His two colleagues immediately did as they were told, and the sound of clanging blades erupted.
Barzel walked into the restaurant, and Mag closed the door. Sure enough, the loud clangs were immediately reduced to what sounded more like the buzzing of mosquitoes. If they didn’t know to listen for the sound, they would be almost unable to hear it at all. This was incredible to Barzel.
“The soundproofing in the bedroom upstairs is even better; it can cut off almost all sounds from outside.” Mag smiled as he offered, “My daughter and one of the restaurant’s waitresses are living upstairs. If you still have some doubts, I’d have to ask that you come back tomorrow morning to verify everything after they’ve woken up.”
“There’s no need for that. Your pursuit of better sleep quality is truly amazing, Boss Mag. Looks like you won’t be able to provide any useful information, so I won’t keep you up any longer. I’ll be sure to come over for a meal if I have some spare time tomorrow.” Barzel shook his head with a smile. All of the doubts in his heart had been completely erased, and he nodded his head at Mag before exiting the restaurant, departing with the other two Gray Temple personnel.
Life is like a movie, acting skills are paramount. Mag shrugged before switching the lights off and heading upstairs.
After finding a suitable identity for himself, he could set some things into motion.
Once he got into bed, he opened the pepper steak experience bag in his mind.