With the sudden rain, the police arrivedte, and the guests detained in the spa didn''t hesitate to snap photos and even paid to leak them online.


    The gruesome death of a magnate and the bloodshed among the elite had always been something the public reveled in.


    Thus, a wave of online discussions was triggered.


    With the killer still atrge, the murder became even more baffling.


    Inte users took up the role of Sherlock Holmes and delved into fiery debates over the case.


    The most popr threads suggested:


    Doesn''t this method seem simr to the international group Heptagram''s Ruby Squad?


    Now that you mention it, it reminds me of a magnate''s death three years ago in D country. He was found with his throat slit, dead in his backyard swimming pool. Word was he had iting, loved messing with young girls. Rumor has it, it was Ruby Squad''s doing.


    Four years ago, in the state of Klievoria, there was a fierce sh between the nationalist militias and the government forces. Rumors had it that the militia leader, a particrly twisted character, met his end in a jungle pool, shed across the neck, his blood staining the entire pond.


    The Heptagram was formidable, dealing with societal cancers that those on top wouldn''t dare touch. It was the Heptagram who stepped in and took care of business.


    It seemed that Josh Fudge was no saint either, otherwise, he wouldn''t have caught Heptagram''s eye!


    I, however, think that Heptagram is breaking thew knowing full well what they''re doing. No matter how vile a person might be, it''s not their ce to intervene. Easy for you to say. With the higher-ups doing nothing, should those suffering just be left to the wolves? I think the Heptagram is doing a public service.


    Ciceryy sprawled out on the grass behind Dragon Manor, resting on Big White, mindlessly scrolling through the news online, with his expression unchanging. Suddenly, their private chat exploded.


    Someone asked, "Ruby, did you handle this?"


    Cicery opened the message and sent back a simple "Yeah."


    "Damn! What did Josh Fudge do to tick you off?" Jade typed in shock.


    "Didn''t leave any traces, did you?" Amber asked, worry coloring her words.


    Violet, after a busy night, responded with her typical arrogance, "With me on the job, there''s no way we''d leave anything behind. This will probably just be another unsolved international mystery." Hunts like this weremon within the Heptagram, but the target was always someone who had truly crossed the line.


    The group''s focus wasn''t so much on the Josh Fudge incident but on Ruby, who was usually quiet.


    Seeing Violet''s message, everyone bombarded her with questions, "Have you met Ruby? Come on, spill it. Is Ruby a guy or a girl?"


    Cicery read the messages, a small smirk curling his lips, silent.


    Violet, not having Cicery''s go-ahead, wasn''t spilling any secrets, "Guess for yourselves."


    "You can''t be too sure," Sky chimed in teasingly. "It could be anything. We''ve all met up before, but Ruby never shows their face. You''re not hiding something... are you, Ruby?" "Don''t be shy, Ruby," another member prodded. "With your slick skills, even if you turned out to be something unexpected, we wouldn''t care."


    After all, Ruby was their leader.


    "..." Violet sent an ellipsis in response.


    Cicery watched the lively banter in the chat, a chuckle escaping him. He leaned back against Big White, basking in the sunshine.


    Last night''s artificial rainsted three hours, leaving the day''s air exceptionally fresh.


    The staff observed from a distance, their demeanor a mix of curiosity and caution. They never imagined that Miss Cicery could develop such an intimate friendship with a fierce creature...