chapter 5 The man behind the scenes

The next morning. Decco and Maxin returned to Desvail Mountain Villa No.1. Rachel brought up plates of breakfast. "Clarence, let's eat." Rachel turned on the TV as she spoke, and the latest news was being reported on the TV. "Zensea Killer Organization's Dexter and his gang were all killed in the early hours of last night. The case is currently under investigation." Rachel frowned slightly and looked up at Clarence in surprise. Wasn't the Road where the Van family residence is located? How could Dexter be killed there? Could it be Clarence do it? Clarence didn't care about Rachel's surprise and started eating breakfast. Rachel couldn't calm down for a long time, and suddenly saw Maxine and Decco still standing, and said, "You two could sit down and eat too." Decco stood upright like a sculpture and said, "Dragonhead is dining. We are not worthy to eat at the same table with Dragonhead." Rachel looked at Decco with a strange expression. It was just a meal, so it wasn't so serious. Clarence's expression was indifferent, "Let's sit down and eat together. We have been busy all night and you are also hungry." "As you command!" "Yes!" With Clarence's permission, Decco and Maxine dared to sit at the bottom. Rachel was speechless. Whether it was Decco or Maxine, Rachel could see that such characters were among the best in Zensea. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were the best among people. However, these two people were so respectful in front of Clarence, as if the slightest mistake would be a serious crime of losing their heads. Rachel smiled and asked Decco who was devouring food aside, "How is it? Is the food delicious?" Decco nodded and said vaguely, "I didn't realize Rachel was such a good cook." Rachel covered her mouth, "I got up early and went down the mountain to buy this." Decco was stunned and suddenly felt embarrassed. Maxine on the side also had a smile on her lips. The atmosphere was finally a little more relaxed. Rachel suddenly remembered something. "By the way, what are Clarence for today?" "Rachel, is there something wrong?" Rachel hesitated for a moment and said, "Today is Bridget's birthday. Do you still remember her, right?" Clarence nodded slowly, with a beautiful image of a woman appearing in his eyes. He hadn't seen her since he went to the North. "Who is Bridget?" Maxine couldn't help but ask. Rachel smiled and said, "She is Clarence's high school classmate, and they are still engaged." "It's just that now that the Van family has collapsed, and the Walker family is a high-end compound, this marriage is probably..." Clarence wiped his mouth, stood up, and said to Decco and Maxine, "Let's go to the Walker family." The old man of the Walker family, Vikram, had a good relationship with his adoptive father. The two had known each other for more than thirty years, and he should also know something about the death of his adoptive father's family. … In the Walker family's old house, there was a tea room. The fragrance of tea was lingering, and in the mist, an old man held a group photo in his hand, shaking his head and sighing. "Mr. Van, we have known each other for so long, and it hurts me to see something happen to you, but I can't do anything." "Don't blame me for not helping you get revenge. It's just that the involvement behind this is too great. The Walker family is just an ant in front of that man." "I have long advised you not to touch, but you refused to listen. If twenty-five years ago... ugh." Just as he was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door, and an old servant walked in. "What's the matter?" Vikram wiped the tears from his eyes and said in a deep voice. "Master, there are two people of unknown origin outside the door. They want to see you, claiming to be the descendants of your old friends." Vikram frowned. In his social circle, there were not many people who could be called old friends. They could be counted on one hand. "Did he say which old friend it was?" "The man said his surname was Van." Someone from the Van family? Vikram's heart trembled violently, fearing that he would not be able to avoid him. "Just say I'm not here and let them go back." "Yes!" The old servant retired respectfully, but Vikram pressed his temples, showing a tired look. "The Van family has been destroyed. Who else is from the Van family? Hey, could it be Clarence?" Didn't Clarence go to the north a long time ago? It was said that he had died on the battlefield. This was what the Van family had always said to the outside world. Clarence, Clarence, the Van family sent you to the North and concealed the fact that you survived, all because of you. Kid, why were you coming back at this time? However, at this moment, there was a commotion outside the door. "My master is not here, please leave quickly, you can't go in!" Bang! Immediately afterward, there was a loud noise, and the door of the tea room was blasted open! Then, a strong man with a tiger body appeared at the door, like a thunder god coming to the world. "Hey, the old guy lied to me and said there was no one in the house. Who is that old man?" Decco walked in with his head held high. This scene scared Vikram. Could this guy be Clarence? It's impossible. Clarence Van was so handsome, so why did he look like this after not seeing him for eight years? After Decco opened the door, he retreated and guarded the door like a door god. Clarence stepped in. Vikram could be regarded as a well-known figure in Zenzea, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a giant. However, in front of Clarence, he looked extremely small. It seemed that he sitting in the main seat was just an ordinary skinny old man. Clarence's aura was full of domineering and condescending as a king. This kind of aura could only be developed by being in a high position all year round and holding great power. There was no need to deliberately show anything, everything happened naturally. Vikram was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to recover. "You...you are Clarence!" Clarence walked slowly into the hall and spoke calmly. "Uncle Vikram, you have watched me grow up, why do you not care about old feelings so much and keep me away?" When Vikram heard this, his old face turned red. "You are my good nephew. They did wrong. Don't blame me. Don't blame me. Come and sit here." Clarence said calmly, "There is no need to be polite. I came today to ask you something." Vikram tried his best to pretend to be indifferent and said, "If you have anything, just ask." "Uncle, the Van family was persecuted by traitors a month ago. Who was behind this incident?" Vikram took a deep breath as if he had expected Clarence to ask this question. He was silent, thinking about how to answer. Clarence, on the other hand, was not in a hurry. He stood there with a tall and straight posture, like the towering snow-capped mountains in the North. The day he stepped into Zensea, the Hidden Dragon Guards had already launched an investigation. After gathering the intelligence, Clarence concluded that the collapse of the Van family was far from being as simple as it seemed. On the surface, it seemed that the four major families of Zensea joined forces to create this murder. However, there was no enmity between the Van family and the four major families at all, and the Van family was completely eradicated overnight. Did they have a premeditated plan, or was there someone behind the scenes? What exactly happened that night? There must be an unknown secret hidden behind this matter!