A Black Hoodie!

After hearing about the case enough, Zion sneaked out of the restaurant and entered the haunted house. Lia was still in deep meditation, so he went toward her and wiped the message he had written earlier on the dusty floor before sitting beside her.

Then he mulled about the case with his brows furrowed.

From the looks of it, he had already figured out that the way this murderer had worked was a little different than the black-cloaked man he had seen earlier. That person would always be a step ahead of him and make it so that he would be caught off guard, just like how that imposter killed the real murderer and even became an imposter to act like Prince Bradley.