People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

Suren stood in the night wind, looking back at the manor with flashing police lights in the distance, her gaze slightly somber.

His idea was simple: since they were going to investigate these people, Richard was a ready-made breakthrough.

Moreover, the other party showed him unwarranted hostility during the conversation.

Even if he had to use some rough methods to interrogate this kind of person, Suren would not feel any burden.

But to his utter surprise, this ordinary businessman had actually made a pact with the devil.

Once certain words are triggered, an explosion will occur, and there is even a curse that contains deadly poison in the blood.

He summoned the system panel in his mind.

Main Quest: Darkness Is Coming

[Mission Description: A force lurking in the shadows is paving the way for the abyss to descend.]

Mission Objective: Completely eliminate the mysterious organization behind the scenes.

[Mission Rewards: Determined based on final mission completion and exploration progress]

Looking at these few lines of text, Suren rubbed his temples.

Richard's self-destruction, the stiff-moving guests at the dinner party, and the previously discovered technological facilities...

All the clues pieced together pointed to this group of powerful politicians.

Even if they are not the masterminds behind the impending darkness, they are most likely working for some mysterious organization.

Moreover, they have all likely signed related demonic contracts, so torture and forced confessions will be ineffective.

We need to find a new angle to investigate.

Thinking of this, Suren continued to scroll down the system panel.

[Darkness is Coming - Node Quest: The Demon Prince's Ambition]

[Mission Description: Mammon, as a harbinger of darkness, attempts to cross boundaries and turn the human world into his private hunting ground.]

Mission Objective: Stop Mammon's incarnation ritual.

[Mission Rewards: 10000 points, Bloodline Awakening: 5%, Mammon's Original Sin Soul x1]

I just don't know who's standing behind them...

Is it a demon? Or some kind of cult?

Even Mammon, the son of Satan, was merely a harbinger of impending darkness.

If he wants to kill Mammon and get the reward, he must find a way to investigate the background of this group and clear out any potential threats in advance.

If these people are the masterminds behind Mammon's arrival, who knows what other tricks they have up their sleeves?

……

When I returned to the office, it was already dawn.

The gate that had been blasted apart by magic arrows has been replaced with a new one thanks to his efforts over the past two days.

At that moment, a young man was pacing anxiously back and forth on the street outside the door.

The man was wearing a sharp suit, and his short brown hair was a little messy.

He looked tense, glancing back at the empty streets every few seconds, as if afraid of being discovered by something.

Hearing footsteps, the man suddenly looked up.

When he saw Su Lun walking towards him in a dark red trench coat, he was stunned for a moment, then his face lit up with joy, and he quickly went to greet him.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Suren?"

The man spoke eagerly, introducing himself: "I am Alex, Alex Ledomas."

"My family's main business is board games and card games..."

Suren glanced at him; the fragrance emanating from him was the same as the one from the banquet the night before.

They've probably been waiting for me here ever since I left the manor.

He nodded slightly and took out his keys: "What's the matter? Come in and talk."

After settling down on the rather simple sofa in the office, Alex fidgeted nervously, his gaze darting around.

"Tell me, what brings you here so early in the morning?"

Suren poured two glasses of freshly boiled water and pushed one of them towards her.

Alex gripped the water glass with both hands; the warmth calmed him considerably. "Last night, I accompanied my father to a private dinner hosted by Mr. Braddock."

"There, I heard some rumors about you, and learned that you possess some... special abilities that ordinary people don't have."

"Therefore, I have something I would like to ask you."

Suren leaned back on the sofa, nodded, and gestured for him to continue.

"I hope you can stay with my wife throughout the wedding tomorrow."

Alex gritted his teeth and stated his request.

Suren: "?"

Seemingly realizing that his statement could be ambiguous, Alex hurriedly waved his hand and added:

"No, to be precise, it's midnight after the wedding. I hope you can stay close to my wife and make sure she has a safe wedding night."

Suren's expression turned somewhat strange.

A newlywed couple, instead of playing pranks on their wedding night, hired a private investigator to protect the wife closely.

What strange quirks do people in high society have?

Do I have to become part of their game too?

"that's all?"

Suren looked at him.

"that's all."

Alex nodded.

Suren's expression returned to calm.

There's always something fishy going on when things seem unusual. In this world teeming with demons and monsters, the simpler a task may seem, the more deadly it often hides.

"Mr. Ledomas, if you don't explain the background and details of this strange request, I can't accept this commission."

Suren said calmly, "I don't do business that's shady."

Alex looked troubled, hesitated for a moment, and then chose the strategy most commonly used by the wealthy:

"Can't I just give you money? Two million... no, five million US dollars! As long as you can guarantee Grace's safety tomorrow night, you can name your price."

"This isn't about money," Suren said decisively.

Although he is indeed so poor that he can't even afford to eat, and because of that meteorite, he still doesn't have the courage to open the system panel to check the repayment progress of the "Heavy-Debt Sparta" side quest.

But even a fool would know that the amount of debt owed has absolutely hit a record high.

Money is important, but life is more important.

Having experienced the Richard incident, Suren now harbors extreme wariness towards these wealthy upper-class individuals.

This bizarre request to guard someone else's wife would be one thing if it were just a prank by an ordinary person.

But what if we get caught up in a vortex of demons and angels...?

Getting out safely won't be that easy.

Unless the other party offers a reward that can completely wipe out his debts and reveals all the details, he will absolutely not get involved in this mess.

"If you intend to keep this a secret indefinitely, then you can leave now."

Suren pointed towards the gate.

Alex remained seated, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

As a young master from a prestigious family, he had never been given such a blatant order to leave.

He only knew hearsay about the detective's abilities and was filled with distrust towards him.

But thirty years ago, he witnessed that nightmare firsthand.

Desperate screams and blood often appeared in his dreams.

Now that it was his beloved Grace's turn to step through that door, he could not stand by and watch this tragedy repeat itself.

Suren sat quietly opposite Alex, watching his ever-changing expression, and took a sip of water.

After a moment, Alex took a deep breath and slowly said:

"Thirty years ago, I watched as my family hunted down my aunt's new husband on the estate like wild animals."