Half-step Purgatory

Durin stroked the black cat on the armrest of his chair, sitting on the black leather sofa. Through the glasses perched on his nose, his gaze passed over the long table in front of him and settled on the man kneeling on the carpet:
"I understand, you've made money in Naples, your business has been very successful, and you've led a happy life. You've had those secret police, friends in both the law and the underground, and even the Royal Family speaking on your behalf."
"You don't need a friend like me, I know that. You're afraid of owing me a favor, and you don't want to get involved in troubles."
"But now you come to me and say, 'I beg you, Mr. Durin of the Corleon family, please help me seek justice, so that my life and my family will not suffer and sink into despair.'
Yet, in your eyes, I was nothing more than a second-rate artist involved in movies and music. Even at the brink of death, you still show me such disrespect, not even willing to call me by my title... Keeper of Secrets."

Durin's Diary

The belongings of that poor girl were identified and confirmed to be those of the two deceased's daughter and sister.


The Assistant Priest from Angale had specifically made a trip to Vism Town for this, and according to his report, the youngest daughter had calmly accepted everything.


Their family had filed a missing persons report six years ago; after six years, the tears had likely already dried.


first, there was the town mayor's second son. After meticulous investigation, it was confirmed that this young man had no issues, and with the aid of "Detect Lies" and Durin's dual AI detection, this young man had cleared himself of any suspicions—in Durin's eyes, this teenager, only fifteen, was the least likely suspect.


Chapter 101: Terrifying Awareness