The Devil’s Cage

“Come in!”

Lyn Amie anxiously opened the door of the private room. He then saw Mei Huasheng’s stiff face.

The female officer didn’t even care about the makeup artist as she barged in and walked up to Kieran.

It wasn’t arrogance or impoliteness, but hate!

The female officer was an old-fashioned person, so she believed a man should behave like how he was supposed to.

Affected behaviour was detestable, especially from a man.

A man like Lyn Amie, who had lifted hips and a raised pinky finger, was the kind of feminine man she hated the most. She was already patient and tolerant enough to not punch Lyn Amie in the face.

So greeting the makeup artist was something non-existent for the female officer.

Lyn Amie, on the other hand, opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he saw Mei Huasheng ignore him and go over to Kieran, he eventually shrugged and kept quiet.

He was used to being misunderstood.

Mei Huasheng wasn’t the first, and she certainly would not be the last.

Even if Lyn Amie patiently explained to everyone that misunderstood him, there would always be more.

Judging people from first impressions was also part of human nature, just like how people kept secrets to themselves.

Therefore, keeping his mouth shut and living his life was better, for he would at least have a decent job, right?

Of course, he was a person who liked to gossip.

He saw Mei Huasheng pull out a chair beside Kieran. She sat down and, unable to look at his face by turning her head, she instead turned her whole upper body to achieve it. And when Lyn Amie saw the unusual expression on her face, his eyes shone, looking forward to what would happen next.

However, the scene that unfolded next disappointed him a lot.

The unnatural expression on her face didn’t even last for one second before she returned to her stiff face.

“Thanks,” said Mei Huasheng.

She wouldn’t neglect giving appreciation for the help Kieran provided, and at the same time wouldn’t forget who Kieran was.

In simpler words, she’d thank Kieran and be willing to repay him without disobeying her code, but if Kieran really did break the law, she would still arrest him.

In fact, not only Kieran, even her best friend would share the same treatment.

So Kieran didn’t even care about her thanks.

He knew her thanks was no different than a verbal gratitude.

Kieran’s silence didn’t keep Mei Huasheng quiet though.

“How did you discover that the killer behind the scene was the nephew of the first owner of the mansion?” Mei Huasheng asked.

“The whispers in my ears,” Kieran answered without even turning his head.

“I want the truth!” Mei Huasheng frowned.

“This is the truth.” Kieran sounded as calm as ever, as if he were stating a cold hard fact.

Mei Huasheng’s breath hurried, and she glared at Kieran.

But at the next moment, she took a deep breath and adjusted her countenance.

“If you can tell me how you discovered it, I will tell you how the case progresses after that,” Mei Huasheng said in a difficult tone, because it was already her bottomline.

If it weren’t for the order from her superior, she would have never said something like this.

“Not interested.” Kieran then stood up from his chair.

He wasn’t brushing her off. He really was uninterested.

When he got his hands on the detailed information on Edwood Mansion and realized the so-called ‘unfortunate’ rumours were caused by the nephew of the first owner, Kieran’s interest decreased greatly.

After further gathering information on the mansion and doing an on-site search, his interest went cold.

It was just a simple internal conflict between thieves; it wasn’t as complicated as the public thought. The culprit was probably fortunate enough to strike a deal with someone, and used some despicable promotional methods to mystify the whole mansion.

In the end, the whole thing was caused by man-made factors.

As for who?

It didn’t concern Kieran, so he wasn’t interested.

He also didn’t want to play a game of test with Mei Huasheng on this particular case.

Mei Huasheng was not a person who knew how to cover herself.

Kieran saw through her intentions with a single glance. He had no time to toy around with her, at least not now.

“I’m tired. I want to rest. See you, no wait, goodbye.”

Kieran then walked out of the room.

When he walked past Lyn Amie, he didn’t say anything or even pause, but the makeup artist was smart enough to follow him.

As for the bill?

Eckart already paid the restaurant in advance.

Kieran didn’t take the car. He walked along the road with Lyn Amie following behind him quietly.

Lyn Amie was quite shocked as he looked at Kieran’s back. He had used his smart phone to search for the newest episode of the ‘shaman’ show, and although he had only briefly gone through the show, he knew the man before him would be an overnight sensation.

Not just because of how he worked, but also because of Eckart!

The director whose position was endangered would definitely seize the chance and put all his resources and effort into this man to make a comeback.

Maybe…

Lyn Amie quickly shook his head as the thought came into his mind.

It was about the higher rankings of the TV station, something he couldn’t participate in.

Moreover, all he wanted was to keep his job and decent salary.

Being content with what he already had was always one of his good points, but he was also quite curious.

After a long 10 minutes walk and being tortured by his curiosity, Lyn Amie mustered enough courage to ask Kieran.

“2567, how did you know the nephew was the mastermind behind the mansion?”

Kieran kept walking forward without a single pause.

Lyn Amie looked at Kieran’s back and laughed in self-mockery.

A weird person like Kieran would never tell others his secret, right?

He would become an overnight star because of this incident.

And Lyn Amie?

A makeup artist only slightly better than a newcomer, he wasn’t even at assistant level.

Both of them were too far apart!

After shaking his head to discard the unrealistic notions out of his mind, he sighed out of disappointment.

Despite knowing he would not get any answer, he’d still hope to be lucky. But in the end, he learned his lesson again.

Lyn Amie kept following Kieran without another word, as if his energy was drained.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in Lyn Amie’s ears.

“Go take a look at your computer.”

“Huh? What did you say?”

Lyn Amie looked up. He asked again to make sure he didn’t hear it wrongly.

“I said I want a car to get back to the place that Eckart prepared. Before I reach there, I hope a hot shower and clean, comfortable bed can be prepared for me. And I also hope to see eggs and bacon for breakfast. Got it?” Kieran turned around and asked.

“O-Okay! I got it!”

The makeup artist nodded blankly and pulled out his phone to call the car.

Kieran?

While waiting for his ride, his gaze landed on a bush beside the pedestrian walkway.

A faint sense of mockery flashed over his eyes.

Looking for a reasonable explanation of the incident?

Well, here. Take it.