Chapter 370 Agatha Understood

With tension and curiosity, Agatha discreetly appraised the place.

It just looked like an ordinary residence; the furniture was mostly slightly old but had been cleaned thoroughly, and the air in the room was fresh—perhaps the windows had been opened not long before to let in the breeze. From the kitchen came the sound of water boiling, which seemed to be for tea.

This didn't seem like an "arrival place"; it was entirely a civilian house.

Of course, Agatha knew from the start that this place was indeed just an ordinary house—up until a few days ago, it had been listed as a rental property on the Civic Help Center's register. She just thought... given that an indescribable visitor had chosen this as their temporary dwelling, shouldn't there be something special about it?

But she hadn't found anything.

"Tea, or would you like some coffee?" Duncan approached Agatha and asked casually.