Chapter 272 Are you that braindead?

Midnight. Earl Bourkee was walking inside the empty Slum area and was looking around, trying to find Crook. His eyes then fell on a figure sitting on the chair with an elegant posture, since it was dark, he couldn't see who it was, however, he had a hunch. "Crook?" He questioned. "…" However, there was no answer. "Crook you old fart, is it you?" Bourkee questioned again, however, there was no answer. Bourkee's face twitched...