Remember Me, Baby.
Interrogations
The not-too-extensive interrogation room instantly felt narrower when Hansel entered. The temperature in the room dropped drastically, the man's gaze was too cold and piercing, making the officer inside cleared his throat to dampen the nervousness.
Hansel sat down while crossing his legs and spread one arm across the back of the chair casually, settling straight at the attendant sitting in front of him. His look really made a tremble.
Who is the criminal here, why does he look so intimidating, the police officer grumbled in his heart.
Nevertheless, he still maintained his upright position and prepared to ask questions. However, before he could ask the first question, a voice full of innuendo was already heard in the room.
“Unexpectedly, this is how law enforcement officers work, criminals are protected, while victims are made suspects.”
Hearing the words made the police officer give a dislike look. Not only pretentious, but "the suspect" speech is also very outspoken and disrespectful.
“What do you mean, Mr?” reply the officer with raised eyebrows. He must defend the dignity of the police.
“Didn't Bryan Scoth escape from prison? He attacked a girl in a girls' toilet, and you're still defending him. Should have his legs and hands cut so as not to carelessly wander and attack people.”
“That's not how the law works, Mr. Hansel. Even though Bryan Scoth is guilty, you have no right to beat him to the point of losing all his front teeth and having a concussion,” said the Officer with a sour face.
“Oh, so when I saw that she had torn off the girl's clothes, I had to gently reprimand her and politely ask her to turn herself in to the police station? Or do I need to take a coffee first so that he is not afraid to see me?” sindir Hansel raised his eyebrows. That cynical gaze now contained a faint hint of scorn. The aura emanating from his body made one feel asphyxiated.
The face of the police officer in front of him grew even more sullen. He chose to ignore the insinuation and began to ask questions.
“What time do you arrive at Berlyn’s Club?”
“Around one noon.”
“Do you have an appointment with Miss Cecille to meet at that place?”
“No. I happened to come, not knowing that he was there too.”
“Where are you at hit—“
Clik.
The sound of an open door distracts the officer and Hansel. They both looked at the bongsor officer who had picked up Hansel at the office. The man stood in front of the door with a tense face.
“Bryan Scoth disappeared from the hospital,” the man said as he cast a prejudiced look at Hansel. He went in and sat down next to his partner. His gaze was unmoved from Hansel's face, watching all the changes in his expression intently.
“Do you know this, Mister?” ask her with narrowed eyes.
Hansel sneered a quick glance before replying, “Am I not with you all the time?”
“That's true, but .. can we check your call records?”
Hansel took the phone out of his pocket and put it on the table. The bongsor man immediately came out while carrying a cell phone in his hand. Inside the room, Hansel is again interrogated, starting from where he was when Cecille went to the toilet, why he was able to catch up to the women's toilet, until why he locked Bryan in the VIP room after being beaten to pieces.
After all the procession was completed, Hansel and the family of the Marquess of Alrico were allowed to go home, of course after they gave a security deposit that was not small.
Because Bryan Scoth is still unaccounted for, the police are still focused on finding his whereabouts first. The Marquess of Alrico galloped out of the police station with a dead red face. All his life, he had never been treated like this.
“That rancid bastard, I should have let him bleed to death! You damned brat!” swearing at the Marquess after they left the police station.
He took Bryan to the hospital because of his terrible condition, who would have thought that the boy did not know himself was actually borrowing a nurse's phone and calling the police station. Really don't know it's lucky!
“Antonio, carefully speak .. afraid the police heard and thought you wanted to kill him,” rebuked Maria while rubbing her husband's arm to calm the man down.
“I really want to kill him! Damn bastard!”
If it wasn't for Bryan's father who kept asking for forgiveness for his son's life, I don't know what he would've done to the damn boy.
“Papa, already ... come on, go home. We wait for the next news at home.” Cecille persuaded his father.
At first glance the girl glanced at Hansel who was walking calmly beside her. Does Bryan's disappearance have anything to do with the man? Although very curious, Cecille did not dare to ask. He remained silent until they arrived at the parking lot.
“Go home and rest, remember what I said earlier. Don't worry,” Hansel told Cecille. He then turned his head towards the Marquess and his wife, then greeted politely, “Master, Madam, be careful on the road. See you soon.”
He bent over at a glance, then turned his body and left. The Marquess who was busy nagging since earlier was as if she had just regained her consciousness. He wanted to say thank you, but the young man who saved his daughter got into his car.
“Cecille, take him to dinner. Papa and mama would like to thank him for saving you so many times,”, Antonio said.
“But he's busy.” Cecille tried to find an excuse. He knew what his parents were aiming for. He doesn't want to be paired with Hansel!
“Ask when he has time.” Mary supports her husband. “There's no way she works all the time.”
Cecille could only pursed his lips and replied, “Oke.”
Of course it won't do. Who would want to have dinner with such an arrogant and annoying guy? Huh! Better find some time to .. um, when is Andrew coming home? He was impatient ....
Meanwhile, up ahead, the car that picked up Hansel immediately shot back to Injan Entertainment. The car stopped in the main lobby. Betty who had been waiting anxiously could finally sigh in relief when her superior returned unattended by the police.
“I want to rest, don't let anyone in,” Hansel's message before going into his office and closing the door.
The perfect alibi has been created, now is the time for vengeance ....
The man typed seriously in front of the laptop, printed out his writing, then walked into the room specially prepared for him to rest. He stepped straight towards the wall on the side of the cupboard and turned the red dragon painting attached to it. A split second later, the wall in front of him shifted like a door, displaying an elevator that only fit one person.
When Hansel came in, the door shifted back and closed. He touched the glowing number two on the left side of the panel. A moment later, the iron box slid down and stopped inside a room measuring 8 x 8 meters.
The room wasn't too big, nor was it too small, enough to meet Young Master Kobayashi Hiro's henchmen who were still bound by his oath of loyalty. Although the number is not as much as when it was still in Japan, but the ability of those people need not be doubted.
Yes, on top of that building he is Hansel Roux, underground .. he is still Kobayashi Hiro. He could not always count on Andrew Roux to support him. Therefore, he built his own network. Stand between light and dark, guarding its territory with vigilance. This time, someone dared to disturb someone who was in his control, of course he had to act.
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