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PHASE 29 . BEHIND COSMO
Alan dropped his back violently on the back of the chair he had been sitting on since. His eyes turned to look at a warrior-clothed girl typical of the western alliance who was standing and leaning on the edge of the current controller table. The man made a meaningful smile.
“New a few days, but your work is good,” he said. “Thanks for the cooperation ..., Megan Crush.”
The girl smiled broadly in response. “Sure, Doctor,” timpals lightly. “Searching for information is that easy ... Previously you must have underestimated me, ‘kan?”
Alan screeches. “Your ability to manipulate the minds of others, where did you learn, hm?” the scales.
Megan muttered long as if she was thinking hard. A split second later, he raised his index finger. “Someone,” answers. “I just love to observe, but she instead taught me a lot of things.”
“Do you know before that Adnan participated in a mission that almost killed you some time ago?”ask the doctor again.
“Oh, that I don't know,” replied the girl to make Alan's forehead constrict. “I was sent here a few days after Captain and Erick. Previously I did not know if the Captain was assigned here, so .. yes .. of course I was surprised when I met him at that time.”
“So ... who taught you?”
Megan let out a breath. “Count, someone who taught me.”
“Where is he now?”
Megan shook her head, then muttered again and blinked one eye. “Ra-ha-si-a ..” hisses.
Alan then clucked. “She's on Cosmo, ‘kan?” the question again, now switch focus on the monitor screen in front of him.
The girl half jumped, surprised if the man nearby was able to guess something he was hiding.
“Tell me ... how is he?”
“She is one of the important people in Cosmo,” said the red-haired girl began to open her mouth again. “Many people there know him, but he prefers to disguise his identity even his real name for something I haven't understood until now. He just told me some things
I should have done after my delivery to me here—”
“Do you include his accomplices?” cut the glasses doctor, again making Megan jerk.
“No,” shriek the girl.
“Not wrong.”
Again, Alan's words made Megan pursed her lips. “What's the point of asking me like that?” tanyanya changed the topic of conversation.
“You don't remember how our chat was at that time, huh?” Alan asked back, “You are so innocent as if you were the one who knew nothing about Sarkan and Paladin, and also the military operation five years ago. Actually, you also know how the three of us are, ‘kan?”
For the next second, the man in white clothes turned his face to the girl beside him. The highlight of his eyes was barely visible at all due to the reflection of the monitor screen's rays.
“You ...”
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A black-haired man seemed to be walking down the dark corridor. His dark eyes occasionally sparkled
kala was highlighted by a beam of light from tiny lights that were deliberately installed along the road between rooms in Cosmo. His steps stopped when he found a boy who had previously run from one of the corridor branches, then looked at him. A wide smile formed very clearly on the boy's lips. He ran over to the man he had seen just now.
“Mr Harvey!” pekiknya, then hugged tightly the man who spontaneously knelt caught his tiny body.
“Be careful, Boris. You can fall later,” said the man wearing an eyepatch in one of his eyes.
Boris—bocah it—contact pursed his lips while looking at the man he was hugging. “Daddy said my bones are strong. So, if I fall too it won't hurt me,” he said.
The man called ‘Harvey’ chuckled in response. One hand swayed and ruffled the boy's blond hair. Boris's blue eyes grew even more radiant when he was struck by a beam of lights near them.
“Don't call me like that, yeah.”
“Hm?” Boris raised both his eyebrows instantly. “Indeed why? I'd rather call Uncle like that,” he said.
“Call it as usual. Don't bother obeying your father.”
Boris looked at the face of the man nearby in silence. Seconds later, he smiled widely and nodded. “Good, Uncle Oscar!”
Oscar Harvey, as always, smiled as he ruffled Boris's hair back. One of his eyes that did not wear the cover seemed to narrow according to the gurat formed on his face.
“By the way, Uncle.” Boris opened his little mouth again. “That brother kept shouting. His screams filled the hallway until others were frightened,” he continued.
“It sounds out?” Oscar frowned slightly. The boy nodded.
“Boris didn't dare approach the big brother, but he seemed to be in pain,” the boy whispered to Oscar a little.
The man swung his index finger right in front of the boy's face. Boris nodded and hurriedly left Oscar alone. The man got up from the position, then continued his delayed journey.
Oscar entered a room he recognized. His eyes blinked for a moment when he found that a man older than him was standing staring at something behind bars.
“How?” tanyanya approached the man.
“He really doesn't know about it,” timpal blond guy.
Oscar approached bui and grasped one of the vertical iron that became the barrier. His eyes looked into the bars where he could see the figure of the young man being bowed listlessly.
“Turn off the power, and let me talk to him,” the door later.
“For what is turned off?! It's free, he doesn't know anything about—”
“Morgan.” Oscar opened his mouth without even once staring at the man beside him. “If you want that information, then you have to understand how this game tactics,”.
Morgan flinched, then locked his mouth for a moment.
“Turn off and leave this room,” Oscar's edict that is still fixated on his position.
Morgan did not answer. He stepped outside the room after turning off the electrical switch that had been burning for some time to sting the figure of the young man who was bowed behind the cell. Meanwhile, Oscar opened the cell door and rushed up to the young man.
“You heard me that time, ‘kan?” tanyanya started to open the conversation. “Then why are you lying?”
The young man still fell in silence. The rhythm of his breathing looked weak, even Oscar could confirm that he would faint soon. Oscar moved one hand holding the end of the young man's chin, then
raise their eyes so they face each other.
“Adnan,”call him.
There was nothing Adnan could do now but look at Oscar blankly. His shabby appearance really made him like a cat entangled in a trap. Again, Oscar still looked at her suspiciously. The man's distrust of Morgan made him repeatedly have to rearrange strategies to launch something.
“I don't know you, why should I trust you?” hiss the young man.
A breath escaped from Oscar's nostril. “I know that you're looking for the girl. You know what my purpose is. We can work together on this,” said the man chimed in.
Adnan chuckled, then looked back at the man before him. “I don't need him,”.
“You need it,” deny Oscar agile. “She must also be looking for—”
“He's dead,” interrupted the young man.
Oscar jerks. His brain almost complicated before enduring the turmoil of his emotions that almost exploded because since some time ago, Adnan still did not approve of his plan. About the girl's death, the young man must have lied.
“Good. I changed my plan,” he said then while inching back until he could look at the entire body of Adnan who was bare-chested. “You were sent back here not for unclear reasons. So, if I may know, what's the point of Hubert dumping you here?” tanyakanya.
“No,” replied Adnan. His dark eyes glanced at the man from behind a strand of hair that almost covered half of his face.
“What was your banishment related to her son?” ask Oscar again.
“No.”
“Did you make a mistake while on the ground base?”
“I don't know.”
“All this has to do with your father, ‘kan?”
Oscar's last successful question made Adnan raise his eyes. The two faced each other for quite a while, until finally the man's laughter broke the silence.
“I'm right, ‘kan?” Oscar squinted his one eye with a grin engraved clearly on the corner of his lips. He ruffled his waist watching with jelly every inch of the young man's body in front of him. “You look a lot like him,” murmured later.
“Well, no matter how you are his son, it's only natural that you look alike,” continued Oscar. The man came back
approaching Adnan who was still looking straight at him. “If it is because it has something to do with your father, I understand very well the crux of the matter. So ...” He brought his face closer to a few inches from Adnan's face. “We have the same goal.”
Adnan frowned. The man again grinned before finally taking a few steps away from her. “Military operation five years ago that killed your father,” Oscar said. “You remember about that?”
Adnan flirted, not even believing Oscar's words just now. Meanwhile, the man looked at him.
“I assume you don't know anything about it. I'll tell you everything now.”
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