"Besides,"
her fingers lifted, lightly rubbing her chin, Nora said lazily, "even if you report it, no one will believe you."
"..."
Fátima didn't rush to respond.
She went quiet for a moment.
Seemed to be thinking.
After a long time.
She lifted her eyelids, her gaze fixing on Nora, and spoke word by word: "Go on then."
"Huh?"
Nora looked a bit confused.
Fátima said bluntly, "What triggered that wild imagination of yours? All those twists and turns, and somehow you dragged Mechanism City into it—why?"
"..." Nora shrugged and could only answer honestly, "Sir Easton's Mechanical Box."
Fátima paused, remembered that incident, and asked, "The one Gabriel More and William White have?"
"Mm." Nora nodded first, then pulled out a thread of clues. "Oliver and Marcus Shaw accidentally got that Mechanical Box, and didn't they get hunted down for it?"
