Rewen was an impatient and restless fellow. He is the kind of person who can't stand straight for a second. Moving his feet here and there has beco a part of his life. There ca a point where he started circling the place.
In the process, he saw a car coming towards him. It didn't take two glances for Rewen to recognize the car and naturally guessed the owner of the car Svety. 'Why in the world would that b*tch co here?' The question wasn't hard to answer. He was rely angry at her sudden appearance. Not that he wouldn't get angry if she called him and then appeared
As the car stopped in front of him, he knocked on the window of the front seat.
It was indeed Svety. He didn't guess wrong.
He looked at her with a serious expression while she did the sa. "Did you follow ?"
"If I say no, will you believe ?" Svety replied in a mild and carefree tone.
"No. Anyways, that doesn't matter. Go back. I have so business to take care of."
"Not going." With the hint of a smile, she argued back.
*Tchhhhhhhhhh!* (Glass breaking sfx)
"Go back."
Svety went into a trance. 'W-what just happened?' Her trembling hands slowly moved towards her cheek as she felt a slight pain in that area. A glass piece has penetrated her skin. The blood flowing through wasn't shallow but it wasn't to the level of a 'cut' either.
Rewen let out his breath and stared at her with the sa serious look once again. "I hope you understand that my anger is justified. Now, go."
Svety had her head lowered, refusing to reply. Rewen waited.
"Don't make repeat my- ah shit. Go! F*cking go!" From a distance, he spotted a lone figure. 'I can't let him see the car. What if he tries to run away wait, aren't I fast? If he is a normal person, there's no way he could outrun . Nevermind. I should take caution." With that in mind, he no longer bothered with Svety and went behind the car.
'My normal strength should be enough' He thought, then pushed the car. The wheels rolled giving him an accurate scaling of his strength.
anwhile, Svety who was inside the car felt anxious when her car suddenly moved. 'What's going on?' When she looked at the rear-view mirror, she received another shock. "What the f*ck are you doing!?"
Unfortunately, she didn't get an answer.
Upon coming to an unknown hidden place not far from the original place, the car stopped moving. As she was about to speak, Rewen ca up to her. "Keep quiet and don't move anymore." His voice was calm and indifferent, however, sothing about him made her hurriedly nod her head.
Rewen didn't say anything else and walked away from the car.
A middle-aged man was silently coming in his direction. When they were about to cross paths, Rewen attacked him on the face with his elbow. The man fell down on his butt and was about to flee when he heard a chilling voice.
"Do you dream of becoming a cripple in jail?"
"What do you m-an? Who are you? What do you want from ?"
"Who is the big boss of your organization? Do you know soone nad 'X'?"
The man's eyes showed hesitation but eventually imagining the scenario of living in the jail, that little hesitation disappeared. When he ca to the slums, he didn't find it weird that the slum was quiet because the slum is a quiet place. But the mont he saw Rewen, he knew sothing was odd. 'He must work with the cops.'
"I don't know his na. I'm just a lone branch mber."
"What is a 'lone branch' mber? Are there divisions?"
"Branch mbers are employees who are training to beco a full-fledged employee. Those with so influence and power usually join or make squads and people like who don't have either of the two ends up becoming a lone branch mber."
"What about full-fledged employees?"
"There are also squads among them but the squads there are official. The squad mbers are decided by the higher-ups."
"Are there ranks among them?"
"City-level squads, State-level squads, Province-level squads, and Quasi-kingdom-level squads."
'What? What kind of organization am I dealing with? Calm down, Maybe they are just nas.'
"What kind of nas are those? Can city-level squads destroy a city?" He said in a mocking tone.
To his shock, the man nodded. "That is the purpose of the squads. Three years ago, a ssage ca to my phone asking if I want to make so real money. I asked what I should do. The reply was that I could do anything. When I asked what that ant, no reply ca. All I received in the three years were a single mail describing how the organization words and monthly inco for the organ trade"
"Did you really believe everything they said?"
"Of course not. When the mail ca, I was already in the organ trade business. I tried my luck and it worked."
"Where did you send the organs?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know?"
"I was just told to throw the package I would deliver to a dustbin and move away."
"I see. From what you're telling , it looks like your organization is a big deal. But what about the governnt? I'm sure you are the first one to be 'captured'. Why do I not hear from them?"
"The mail just said that the governnt knows it exists."
'That's weird. Why have I never heard of it then? Uncover operations?'
"What's the na of your organization?"
"REAL WAIFUS CORPORATIONS LIMITED. It's more of a company than an organization. It had no underlying purpose. The company just gives the employees inco for doing anything odd."
"What are 'waifus'? That's a peculiar na."
"I don't kno-"
"You've been saying that for a while."
"One of the most popular theories says that 'waifus' are mythical creatures that aren't real. The fact that they aren't real is thought to be the main reason why the company is nad so. You know, striving for the impossible."
"Plausible. Anyways, what about 'X'? Is there soone like him?"
"I'm afraid not."
"Since you have knowledge of the 'theory of waifus', I'm guessing you communicate with the other employees. Is that right?"
"You are correct. I talk with the other employees but that doesn't an I know them personally. Every day, several private temporary chat forums are made and sent via mail into my phone. We are neither allowed to reveal our identities nor our standing in the company. The usernas are auto-generated and we can't change them."
"Hmm" Rewen mused for a couple of seconds.
"Hey, bro."
Rewen didn't respond.
"Hey."
"What?"
"Can you reduce my jail ti?"
"Do I look like a lawyer?"
"Aren't you a cop?"
"No."
"Really!?"
"You have two options."
"First. Go with to the police station. In this case, I'll report that I dragged you there while you were trying to run. Second, go to the police station yourself. Here, I won't report that you were trying to run. Perhaps your jail ti will decrease a bit."
"I choose the second option."
"Good. Send your GPS location."
"Ah, don't worry. I won't run."
"You are not very convincing. Enough nonsense, give your location. Also, let warn you. Don't try to be clever. You are already captured. It's impossible for you to attempt at doing sothing stupid. Do you understand?"
"I-I understand."
[Ding! 'Requested Mission: Find X' updated!]
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Requested Mission: Find X
Clues Unlocked: Mischief in the Slums Chaos at Green
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"Now, go. You have proved yourself very capable in giving exposure to the hidden plot."
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