Crystal's POV:
"Okay, that's enough." The red-masked clown didn't want to spend any more time here. Looking at his watch, he said, "It's almost five o'clock. Everyone, let's pack up and prepare to leave."
Several clowns began following his instructions. A few of them put the twins' body in a black plastic bag, while others put the ball boy in an iron box.
After packing up, the pink-masked clown cleaned the bloodstains on the floor. When she walked by the clothes rack, Rufus quickly tugged me back to avoid being discovered by her.
A few minutes later, three or four werewolves wearing blue masks arrived. It seemed like they had come to help move the body.
"Just find a place to bury it. We don't need to waste any time on it," one of the blue-masked clowns whispered.
The red-masked clown heard it and shouted, "Are you a moron? Such a fresh corpse has valuable organs that can be useful. We should utilize everything we can. Creating another product like this will be very expensive."
The blue-masked clown shrank back and remained quiet. He signaled the others to carry the body out.
"Some of us are leaving now, and the rest of you will stay back to clean up here," the red-masked clown ordered and told others to carry out the iron box containing the ball boy. Then he also rushed out.
The others left one by one, leaving only two werewolves in blue masks to clean up the scene.
Rufus and I exchanged a nod and walked out of our
hiding place.
The two clowns didn't give any reaction when they spotted us, probably too surprised. They eyed us blankly as they clutched the mops in their hands.
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