章節 73: The Labyrinth Murders, Finale

Victor Delacroix and Joahna Moriarty stood outside the nondescript building depicted in Black's painting. The night was still and quiet, the shadows deepening the sense of unease that hung in the air. Victor's mind drifted to the countless nights he had spent in this area, memories of covert operations and high-stakes missions flooding back, but he kept his thoughts to himself.

He glanced at Joahna, who was meticulously inspecting the street. "This place seems pretty mundane," he said, his voice careful.

Joahna nodded absently, her keen eyes scanning every detail. "I can imagine. It's well hidden and easy to overlook."

As she continued her inspection, something caught her eye. One of the symbols from Black's paintings was carved into a brick, barely visible. She moved closer, tracing the outline with her finger. "Victor, look at this."