Surviving As The Villainess
Chapter 97 - Cerberus

In an unknown location, Harry, the leader of Cerberus, sat on a dark soft sofa. In his hand was a cigarette that lit brightly, in stark contrast to the darkness around.

A few bottles of wine and his glasses adorned the table in front of him.

This one man had an extremely oppressive aura. It could be said, more terrifying than Hajun. He looked at the projector, which displayed real-time information about the bombing at the Elishien junction.

His two eyes did not reveal any emotions, as if the incident was nothing big.

Cold, uncaring, and dismissive.

What happened at the Elishien crossing was a warning to Hajun. For a long time the boy had been meddling in his affairs and Harry could not tolerate the indecision he had done.

All this time Harry kept quiet because Hajun never really tried to attack him. He was just figuring out and protecting some point for his own sake. That's why Harry did not dispute the young man's bold actions. He could easily avoid the spots Hajun was protecting and execute his plans elsewhere.

For Harry, it's not a difficult thing to do.

But the boy bravely crossed the line.

Four years ago, when the Almera murder case occurred, Hajun bravely held their tails and tried to pry at information that should not have been important to him.

The day of turning off the cigarette in his hand to the ashtray. Then he stood by a fairly large glass window, revealing the sparkling city of Elish. The scenery was so beautiful and lively, it did not match his cold image.

Kringhg... Kringhg...

Suddenly the phone in the room sounded. Harry received the connection and heard a voice over there giving a report.

"Boss, he won't talk."

Harry scratched his forehead, trying to understand what he was saying. When a memory began to appear in his brain, Harry answered.

"Do whatever it takes until they open their mouths. I don't care if you torture him either."

"What if he keeps his mouth shut?"

"Kill it."

Biiip... Biiip...

Phone connection disconnected.

Harry returned to staring out the glass, his eyes looking like they were staring at the memories of the past he had.

***

Duaq...

A young man who appeared to be in his late twenties kicked a chair that someone was sitting on. The kick made the chair slightly backward, but not to fall because someone occupied it.

Seeing the state of the person who is semi-conscious and a body full of blood and dirt mixed, it is difficult to be sure that he has gone through a difficult thing.

"Say now who sent you?"

The young man was seen standing near the tied man, he grabbed his hair and forced him to look into his eyes.

The man's face was really bad. There are a lot of bruises that start to turn blue and swell. But the man remained silent as if he did not care if he was tortured.

The young man seemed to be breathing. He felt tired because he was always given the same answer.

Silence, without saying anything.

The young man did not know why the man he had tortured for more than six hours kept his mouth shut. There was no point in hiding what he knew. Even so, he acknowledged the loyalty of this man.

Ever since the young man joined Cerberus, he had always seen things he had never seen before.

Illegal transactions, kidnapping, torture, murder, prostitution, drugs.

All he saw with his own eyes was like seeing a roll of film that started to run. Even so, he did not back down and continued to stay here until finally he could gain the trust of Harry to become an interrogator.

Actually this is not a beautiful job because every day he must bathe in the blood of people he interrogates. Even so, it's not a bad thing.

The young man was seen patting the man's head slowly, but in his hand was a revolver that if he pulled the trigger could penetrate the human body easily.

"Hey, I'm tired of you. If you don't talk, I'll crush your head."

The man looked a little intimidated but he decided to remain silent. Ever since he was caught, he already knew what kind of ending awaited him. That's why he won't open his mouth even though Cerberus will one day find out who's behind it.

It was like a shadow that would just disappear if there was no light. Ever since he accepted this mission, he had been prepared for the consequences and he also knew that not only was he the victim of Cerberus.

Dangerous criminal organizations like Cerberus must be completely eradicated. Otherwise, the city of Elisien would be in danger.

"I don't care if you want to die or live, so see you in the next life."

A BANG!

SRAAT–

Immediately, fresh blood hit the young man's face. The white shirt he wore was no less red than the blood that had just hit his face.

"I think I should change my clothes again."

The young man was not too happy to wear white while conducting the interrogation. He doesn't like his clothes to look dirty because of the blood. After all, the interrogation process always ended in blood and torture which made him unable to escape from it.

If in this world there were beings who could smell someone strongly, perhaps the smell of that young man would be very unpleasant.

It is full of blood and death.

After the failed interrogation, the young man is seen throwing the revolver he is holding towards someone who has been standing guard at the door of the interrogation room.

"Interrogation failed, quickly grab the body." Said the young man while pointing into the interrogation room with his thumb.

"How is he doing?"

"I shot him in the head. Just take all the organs that still look good."

Without thinking long. The partner who had been guarding the door of the interrogation room went straight inside and brought the body of the man who was not known by name to the basement to be taken organs and sold.

Such was the fate of those caught by Cerberus. If it does not become shark food, the person's organs will be retrieved until they are not left.

The young man is seen picking up a cigarette and lighting it.

Thick smoke billowed from his mouth every time he breathed.

"I heard the boss just gave a warning to a boy named Hajun?" Ask the man who is trying to put the body in a container made of plastic so that it is easy to carry.

"That's right, look at your phone. The media is starting to get excited." The young man outside the room swung his phone while glancing at his partner, as if telling him to immediately check the news from his cell phone.

Sreeet–

After the zipper closed tightly, the man in the room shouldered the corpse on his shoulder and walked towards the basement.

"Later I'll see it."

"You need to see immediately. Our boss is not a random person."

The young man looked at his partner's back from behind. Over time his shadow disappeared behind the darkness.

The young man decided to exit the old building where the interrogation room was located.

Arriving outside, he breathed fresh air. After more than three days in the room, he felt very homesick with the fresh air that was not mixed with the smell of blood.

The young man raised his head up. Both of his eyes reflected the full moon light that looked so bright.

The winter temperature dropped and pierced his body but the young man ignored him as if the thin shirt full of blood he was wearing could protect him from the cold.

"In a moment, it's all about to start."

TB