Joshua noticed Cedrick’s unusually stern expression. “What’s on your mind, Cedrick?”

Cedrick was staring at the cover of the book, Abnormal Psychology, and thinking about what Benedict had said to him earlier in the ward.

“Benny told me a professor in the lab gave it to him, so I came to ask you since you were with him the most. Who else spends that much time with him?”

He wanted to know if it was a coincidence or a deliberate act to give a five-year-old child something so disturbing.

“I’ll look into it,” Joshua promised. “I wouldn’t be too worried, though, Cedrick. It must have been a coincidence.”

Cedrick nodded.

Five minutes later, Joshua found out from the professors on duty in the laboratory that it was given by a biochemist named Eugene Yortz.

Eugene was an elderly professor of about sixty, with a snow-white beard, a straight nose, and chiseled features.

He was not Chanaean. Instead, he was sent from Astoria as part of a collaborative project.

Joshua led Cedrick to Eugene’s office to pay the professor a visit.

“Eugene is a strange fellow,” he warned Cedrick in a whisper along the way. “Aside from having a funny character, he’s withdrawn, easily irritable, obsessed with research, and has zero regard for interpersonal communication skills. The things he does sometimes are bizarre.”

Behind his back, the other professors called him Professor Nuts.

After listening intently, Cedrick mulled it over for a while.

life to research, he seemed to have become an entirely different person. However, Eugene is different. He is sixty years of age. Having had

he was thinking, the pair

speak to him, Cedrick. He’s a man who never flatters anyone. He does what he wants and speaks his mind when something displeases him. He

thought that he quite liked people like

why would somebody like that give Benedict

his eyes, Cedrick knocked

Knock, knock, knock.

thrice in

was no sign of movement in the office, nor was there the

I keep an eye

the lab during work hours. He must be

greater force, he

knocking do? Why won’t you say why you’re here? Your mouth

profusely on the other side of

already gotten an earful before we even stepped

and cleared his throat. “This is Prof. Mallory. I have

moment’s silence, the doorknob twisted

them. “If you come knocking again without stating your intention, Joshua, I’ll assume you’re mute. It’s a waste for you to have a mouth and not

attention to the admonishment as he saw his colleague as an elder who was his father’s age. Being familiar with his

premier laboratory in Chanaea, Professor

him up and down before fixating his gaze on his face. “I opened the door like you wanted, and you’re telling me off,” he said huffily. “Feel free to make an anonymous report about me if you think I’m not professional

“Like you, Professor Yortz, I

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