Fortunately, the only witnesses, the middle-aged women, had been whispering among themselves before leaving. As soon as the onlookers were gone, Eunha and Ian went straight to the outer wall of Park Seok-hyeon's house and checked whether there were any CCTV cameras nearby.
“Looks like there aren't any, right?”
“Yes. This is the outskirts. A perfect blind spot.”
Usually, places like this, lined with old houses, had CCTV cameras mounted on utility poles. But there didn't seem to be any cameras around Park Seok-hyeon's house.
He'd probably chosen this place on purpose and settled here.
There was no better place to avoid other people's eyes. There's a saying that you hide a tree in a forest and a person in a city, but if you want to commit the perfect crime, a sparsely populated area is best of all. Why else would people bury corpses in the mountains?
This was one of the shantytowns well known even within Yongsan.
Of course, Yongsan itself had more villa complexes and shantytowns like this than the downtown area. You might call it a place where old and new buildings coexisted. The infrastructure was a wreck, but as a hideout for one mage, it was more than enough—in fact, perfect.
“There's dried blood on the wall.”
At Eunha's voice, Ian snapped out of his thoughts and turned his head...
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