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"Holy shit! How could I think it was Duke's body?" Will Smith said indecisively. He massaged his temples lightly because he was dizzy.

Aland, who had followed him to the basement, could only let out a long sigh. He patted Will Smith's shoulder anxiously before finally approaching a bed table with a bolster on it.

"I guess he has a strange habit, too. Sleeping in the basement?"

Will shook his head slowly. He couldn't even say anything more about the long-disappeared Duke. "Last time, he just liked to be alone in the basement."

Aland squatted down slowly, looking at the bed that looked worn out. He looked under the bed while squinting at the illumination from his phone light.

"Look at this, Mr Smith. There's a safe here. Even the key is still hanging here."

Quickly, Aland brought the old safe out from under the bed and lifted it onto the table. He invited Will Smith to open it.

Without hesitation, Smith opened the safe quickly. Unfortunately, the safe was s