Haskell Crownier is one of the seven best world assassins. At an early age, he needed a job that could provide for his four younger siblings. His mother died at an early age while his father was a drunkard.
"Okay, I accept," with his mask. No one knew his real identity. All the payments to him are transferred to an anonymous bank account. His specialty? Playing with guns.
"Finding a tiara, huh..." sometimes he wonders if he was an assassin or a detective. But then one thing is for sure--- that the blood will fall in this case again.
"Hah..." he said as he took all of his clothes. He opened the door, and showered, and let the warm water trickle down his body.
"It will help you restore your image..." those words echoed in his ears. Later, he wrapped a towel his body, showing the upper h
