Secret Society: Raising Calamity Class Disciples

"And according to Wilbur, when did Psychiatrist Joseph Hearts arrive at Derbury?"

Eulene was flabbergasted. She had formed a list of suspects in her mind, but the psychiatrist was never on it. The fact that he had cured Sarah made Eulene trust him.

She scanned through the thirteen skeletons that lay on pieces of clothes. "How are you so sure?" She was still not able to completely believe his verdict.

"All the gathered information and evidences point to him," Xavier said, "Psychiatrist Joseph Hearts. We already learned of the method- using a Curse to victimise and hunt children. But this hardly gives us any clue to who might the offender be. But now that I have seen the condition of the remains, I can add a few more points to the criminal's profile."

Eulene paid her utmost attention. Admittedly, he was the one with more competence when it came to sleuthing.

"Firstly- the way their skulls were sawed off." Xavier pointed at the divided skulls of the remains. "The one who was behind these was evidently proficient when it came to the human anatomy. And Doctor Joseph Hearts fits the criteria.

"Not only that, look at the way they were cut. The marks are precise. Clearly, none of these children was the first victim."

"There are other victims?" Eulene frowned.

"Yes." Xavier nodded. "And the chances are high that all of his earlier victims were in Aramon."

Eulene nodded in understanding.

"Secondly," Xavier continued, "he has a clear motive. He is interested in researching on the human brain. And considering the fact that human experimentation is deemed illegal by international laws, he decided to move against it."

Eulene suddenly remembered Xavier and the psychiatrist's conversation which she eavesdropped. There was this thing called cerebro-whatever which discussed brain.

"Moreover, he tried to mislead me that day," Xavier said.

"So, it's really him, huh?" Eulene muttered. Everything's starting to come together piece by piece. But she still had questions. She looked up. The night seemed to get darker and darker every second. If not for her superhuman vision, she would not be able to see all those half dead trees around them.

She turned back to Xavier. "What about the Electal Lord?" She asked. "He's sus."

"Indeed he is." Xavier nodded. "He might be directly involved in this case, aiding the criminal. Or he is just doing something shady in a different matter altogether. Who knows? Further investigation is necessary."

"And Carl Anderson?" Eulene continued questioning.

Xavier turned to one of the remains which was that of a female. "It is safe to assume that he is innocent."

"Why so?" Eulene raised a brow.

"You'll know."

Eulene suddenly remembered the most important question out of them all. "What are we going to do about them?" She pointed at the skeletons. "Do we have to get entangled with those annoying cops again?"

"Actually, no." Xavier turned westwards. "I have a plan." He turned back to Eulene. "Can you look after them? I will be back before an hour."

Eulene nodded.

Xavier disappeared from his spot and zoomed towards the the town. Approximately after forty minutes, he returned.

"Our work here is done," Xavier said. "Let's leave."

Eulene turned to where Xavier came from. He could see a man trotting here on horseback. Realisation dawned upon her. So, that's his plan.

But she decided not to linger any longer, nor ask any questions. "Let's go."

In less than a minute, they reached Miss Maisel's house- which was at the other corner of the town.

Before Eulene could use her own keys to unlock the door, the door opened. It was Aunt Maisel who had opened the door. She had yet to go to bed.

The moment the matron's face came into Eulene's view, Eulene's face became downcast.

"I don't know what you do all day," Miss Maisel spoke, "but you should at least come home before midnight."

Before Eulene could say anything, Xavier took off his hat and bowed. "I apologise on our behalf. I don't like travelling without a companion."

Seeing Xavier, who was not anything less than a saviour to Sarah, wholeheartedly apologising, Miss Maisel could not keep her hard front. "Don't take it to heart. It's just that most of the time, I forget that you two are not ordinary and worry for your safety." She sighed and shook her head. "Come in." She gave them way. "I'll get you something to eat."

"You don't have to." Xavier declined as he stepped inside. "It's late. You should go to bed."

Eulene followed.

The matron gave Eulene's downcast face a glance, and returned to her room while letting her thoughts run wild.

Xavier sat on a couch. Eulene subconsciously did the same. A candle was lit on the tea table.

"You are worried, right?" Xavier asked.

"The truth will reach her soon." Eulene sighed.

"It's still better than fruitlessly waiting for an entire life." Xavier snapped his fingers. The curtains opened, exposing the dark but peaceful visage of the night. "And you don't have to take it upon yourself. The Detectivete will take care of the matter."

Eulene stayed silent. No amount of consolation could remove the heavy burden from her chest. She loved Aunt Maisel like her own mother, and Sarah as her own little sister. The fact that they are going to be deeply hurt by the bitter truth did not sit well with him.

She felt no pleasure or sense of victory from solving the case. If anything, it brought more pain to the ones she loved.

But there was one thing she could still do. Her eyes became bloodshot. The air around became heavier.

Xavier, who was keeping a close eye on Eulene, frowned. He rushed forward, grabbed her shoulders and shook her out of the trance.

"Calm yourself," Xavier said. "Anger will only harm those around you, especially when you hold power…" Xavier's voice went soft. "Trust me."

Eulene calmed down a bit. "What do you want me to do? Hand him to the law?"

"Tell me. All those things we did during the last month…"

Xavier smirked, his hands still on Eulene's shoulders.

"Were we catering to the laws?"