The Warden of Sexy Witches

Chapter 76: Chapter 76 Anonymous Letter_1

"Fighting over some snacks, is that fun? Can’t you just share them fairly? What do you think this place is?" Veronica crossed her arms and glared back and forth at the two girls in front of her, "This is a prison, not a daycare! Follow the rules properly, and if there is a next time, you’ll be serving it in solitary confinement, got it?"

"Understood." The two girls, who looked strikingly alike—the twin assassins thrown into prison by Meiruki—replied in unison.

In front of Veronica, they seemed unusually well-behaved.

The reason being, they had been severely beaten by Veronica before when they made trouble under Meiruki’s instructions.

"Go back to your cells!" Veronica pointed to the cells behind them.

The sisters lowered their heads and went into their room, and Veronica closed and locked the door swiftly.

"Oh, thank goodness for you," said Isabella, the guard on duty in the sector, coming over to thank her, "Those two brats, I couldn’t get them to stop when I told them to."

In the regular sectors it was okay, but when inmates in the Core Zone started fighting in their cells, all a supervising guard could do besides warning them was to call the riot squad.

"I never thought being a prison guard would also involve looking after children," sighed Veronica as well.

"But in a way, it’s a good thing, I guess. It feels like they’re a bit more like normal kids now."

When they were first put in, these sisters under Meiruki’s control felt like emotionless puppets. freēwēbnovel.com

Later, Aiden ordered their complete separation from Meiruki to break her influence over them, and had them undergo reformation with the other juvenile offenders.

Veronica was quite confident in Aiden’s methods; the sisters’ situation wasn’t as complicated as Avansa’s. Given time, they still had a chance to return to normal life.

"The patrol is over, I’ll go report to the warden," said Veronica as she parted ways with Isabella and left the Core Zone to head for Aiden’s office.

"...Thank you for your hard work," Aiden responded flatly, examining the files in his hand as he listened to Veronica’s daily report.

Ever since Veronica had entered, he had been repeatedly going over this case file.

Seeing that her boss was busy, Veronica decided not to bother him any further and turned to leave the office.

But at that moment, Aiden called out to her, "Veronica, when you were a mounted police officer, did you have any understanding of the gangs in the old district?"

"Fairly... average," replied Veronica, turning back, somewhat surprised by Aiden’s sudden question, "I was also responsible for some cases related to that."

Mounted police were tasked with dealing with large-scale violent incidents, such as illegal rally cult groups and protesters, marauders in the suburbs, and urban gangs—these were common adversaries for the mounted police.

Veronica glanced at the case file number on the file folder on the desk and suddenly understood, "You’re looking at Camila’s case file, aren’t you?"

"Yes."

"You suspect there’s a loophole in her case?" Veronica asked, puzzled.

When she was falsely imprisoned, Aiden had also reviewed her case file repeatedly, then concluded there were doubts about her case, which led him to start an investigation that ultimately exonerated her.

"I was looking to see if there were any doubts, but so far I can’t tell." Aiden set down the case file in his hand.

Investigating gang-related violent crimes wasn’t his expertise; he was a prison guard in charge of inmates, and the original owner of this body specialized in investigating crimes committed by different species. Although he had some understanding of gang crimes, it wasn’t in-depth, and there were no useful references in the inherited memories.

"Why all of a sudden now..." Veronica blinked in confusion.

Camilla’s case occurred a year ago, and to bring out her case file after a whole year for review truly puzzled her.

"I received an anonymous letter in my mailbox this morning," Aiden said as he rummaged through his desk for a letter, "The person who wrote it said they wanted to disclose to me the truth about Camilla’s case."

Veronica took the letter and glanced at it. The handwriting was uneven and varied in size, obviously the writer had tried to disguise their usual handwriting, but the content was still legible.

The letter told the story from the perspective of someone involved in a gang fight that took place at the abandoned docks in the old city district one year ago, where the Skulls and Blood Hands fought for territory.

During the battle, a young member of the Skulls, Beili, was knocked down by a few punches from Blood Hands’ cadre Camilla, and then suddenly the mounted police arrived, scattering the fighting crowd—These details didn’t differ much from what was written in Camilla’s case file. The young man assaulted by Camilla died from traumatic shock after escaping the scene and was only discovered by a homeless man collecting trash in the early morning the next day.

This young man was the son of Slyne, a zombie currently held in the Rose Iron Prison Core Zone.

The issue was with the latter half of the letter, which contained details not found in the case file: Beili had not shown any major problems while escaping the scene, later he returned to the Skulls’ base, and having fought bravely in the brawl, was praised by a leader and then left alone.

The next day, Beili was found dead under mysterious circumstances in that alley.

"Do you have any idea about the source of this letter?" Veronica asked Aiden after reading it.

The letter was quite suspicious in many ways, anonymous, with handwriting deliberately obscured, one could say the source was completely unknown.

Its timing was also strange—it appeared a full year after the case, and not to the police or the prosecutor’s office in charge of the investigation, but was mailed to the warden in charge of the prison.

Unless there was some unexpected situation, a letter as weird as this would most likely end up in the trash, but Aiden was now seriously re-examining Camilla’s case file.

The possible reason Veronica could guess was that Aiden had a clue about the source of the letter.

"Hmm, I think I might know who sent this letter," Aiden nodded.

The person who came to mind was the gang youth he met in the visiting room yesterday.

He remembered clearly the youngster’s hesitance, and the perspective of the letter matched the youth’s identity precisely.

Given his status and stance, it would probably take a significant amount of determination to reveal internal affairs of the gang.

It was only yesterday that Aiden informed him of Slyne’s recent state, how there wasn’t much time left and she still didn’t know the real murderer of her son—perhaps this was the trigger for him to decide to send this letter to the prison.

That would indeed explain the source of the letter.

"...Veronica, what do you think?"

After briefly explaining yesterday’s events to Veronica, Aiden sought her opinion.

"Based on my past experience with cases, this kind of thing is not impossible," Veronica pondered for a moment, "But to understand the details, I think it’s better to ask the person directly."