Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 46

Arnavutkoy, in Turkish is called "village of Albania". Is a region in Istanbul, Turkey, famous for its wooden Ottoman mansions and seafood restaurants, as well as the campus of Robert College with its centennial buildings. It is part of Istanbul's Beseiktas district, and lies between Ortakoy and Duck on the European coast of the Bosphorus strait.

From the row of ancient mansions that store a lot of history, there is a headquarters of one of Maximo's men. Enemy and step-uncle Diego, who currently sits as Director of BIN.

In addition to being a gathering place and assembling weapons, it is also used as a storage area for important Maximo files. Like a financial source to overhaul the contents of BIN and bribe the entire ranks until Diego lengger.

For a year, Diego's men staked out the place just to make sure the location where important documents were kept. Although it took a year, in fact Diego understood that, considering how cunning his step-uncle was.

After mopping up half Max's men, Diego and his men begin to explore the place where important documents are hidden.

"Master, I found it!" exclaim Rehan lifted a thick document after successfully opening the safe in Frans' room.

"Good! Spread that thing and call Emmir. Let them know this place!" tell Diego to take off his black gloves.

Only half Diego walked down the stairs, one of his men came to report. "Master, I found the basement!"

"Quick check!"

Diego was about to follow Ashan and Eraz, but his footsteps were stopped by Rehan. "It's time for you to rest, sir," he said.

Diego let out a long breath while shaking his waist. Then, he looked up, looking at the white roof with glittering chandeliers.

"Why can a loser's headquarters have crystal chandeliers? Annoy, break it!"

Instead of being irritated by his own conditions, Diego instead blames the crystal lamp as a form of impingement. Rehan was easily obedient, and shot down the crystal lamp that disturbed his master's mood. Though he also understood that the crystal lamp was just an impingement.

Five minutes after Diego was in a wheelchair taken by his men. Eraz with his agile footsteps ran up to Diego.

"Master, down there are captives and the bodies of some women. They're all locked up in iron bars."

Diego casually turns on the lighter and sucks his cigar. "Well, wow!" Diego looked up, looking at Frans' body lying down while shaking his head.

"I shouldn't have been rash and killed him so easily. At the very least, I was kind enough to let her meet her beloved sister. Aahh .. what a pity."

"Master, Emmir's almost close. It's time we go" said Rehan.

The clock shows at 2 p.m., when Diego returns to Villa Luxury clean without a drop of blood on his shirt. Ashan had just pushed on the wheelchair, suddenly seeing shards of glass scattered near the trash can.

Ashan was able to get rid of the shards with his feet into the bushes. As he was about to push his wheelchair, Diego saw a large white pack in the trash.

Intrigued by the contents, Ashan opened the package carefully. He was a little surprised, when he saw some of Diego's collection of ceramic plates in the trash.

Shaking, he turned to call his master. "Tus-lord …."

"Why is your voice trembling? You met a rat?"

Aahh .. This guy always touches my weaknesses.

Ashan, who was a little irritated because he revealed his mistake, immediately lifted a ceramic plate and showed it to Diego.

"It looks like your little cat has already prepared dinner, sir. He hears you partying with the girls, and in the end, your collection plate becomes an easy target."

Looking at the collection plates from Lenox, which cost 200 to 300 US Dollars, Ahsan picked up out of the trash, Diego's anger rose. He got up from his chair and walked towards Aishe's room.

Enraged, she wanted to drag Aishe down from the bed and then flushed her body with cold water, as she thought when she walked into the room without knocking on the door. But when he saw Aishe's tired-looking face, he undoes his intentions.

You can always assuage my anger, Wild Cat!

Diego sat on the edge of the bed, gently rubbing Aishe's temple. Then, quietly kiss her forehead.

"It's tired of cooking, but you're even cool about going to a party!"

Aishe deliriously in her sleep. His voice sounded faint, but it was quite clear when it entered Diego's ear.

"Suckers! Bastard!" Aishe flipped her body then embraced the bolster.

Although Aishe did not name names, Diego was quite self-aware, that he was the one he was swearing at.