Widow of Flower & Bad Guy
Chapter 38 Cooperation

"Hallo Mr. Lucas, long time no see (long time no see)," said a man whose age is not much different from Lucas. He shook the hand of the man in front of him, and invited him to sit down. "What's wrong with coming to this little place?" asked the thick-moustached man wearing the uniform of an institution.

Lucas sighed and then turned off the cigarette he was smoking. "Two weeks ago the hiding place of my captives slipped. They managed to free the teenage girls who became the coffers of my wealth and melted everything in them."

"But, isn't that warehouse guarded by your best people?" the mustachioed man did not understand the story of Lucas because he knew the space underground was very difficult to penetrate.

"That's it. I don't understand it either, but my men found this thing in a pile of debris from an exploding building." Lucas took out an explosive device from inside a suitcase bag and handed it to the man with a thick mustache.

The mustachioed man grabbed the object and looked around, twirling it around looking for a clue. "This is, isn't it...?"

"Yes.the grenade belongs to your unit, Inspector Gibson," Lucas cut a squint, suspecting that the man before him is secretly betraying.

Inspector Gibson sighed, leaning his body against the back of the sofa. "Yes, this thing does belong to our unit, but the code written here is Z-NA-56. That means that the attackers are members of the special forces, not our units."

"really?" Lucas still doesn't believe Gibson's explanation. He puts too much prejudice on the people around him. Given the business he runs, it is closely related to the name betrayal.

"If you don't trust me, please find out for yourself who owned this grenade," Gibson cynically felt that Lucas had doubted his loyalty all along. In fact, he has been a sycophant for years, for the sake of his career in the police.

Lucas chuckled, "Inspector Gibson, is smart now sulking huh?"

Gibson pulled his body and sat up straight. "How long have I been showing my loyalty to you, Mr Lucas Denver?"

Lucas sat up straight and looked at the male devil pressing down on him. "It's still very less. Show your loyalty to me by betraying the country and the uniform you wear now."

"What kind of reciprocity will I get?" ask Gibson for a commensurate reply to his loyalty. He did not want to sacrifice his oath of allegiance to the country, for free.

Lucas chuckled and clapped his hands. "You're smarter now, Gibson? Take it easy, affairs with Lucas Denver there is no such thing as free. What do you want from me? The money? The resort? Ladies night? One of my businesses? Or sleep with my wives?"

Gibson laughed, though he wanted everything Lucas had to offer him. However, he had a more lucrative offer. "At the end of the local elections and I was one of the candidates promoted by the Red Skull party. I want you to help me win that election."

A mysterious grin rang out from both corners of Lucas' lips. He figured that Gibson would ask him. Because rumors about Gibson's participation in the regional election next year, it has reached his ears.

"That's a simple thing, just leave it to me. I'll make sure you win this election. Origin ... You find out about the people who blew up my gunpowder warehouse, especially the identity of the leader! I want to give them a little lesson, one that will never be forgotten in a lifetime" Lucas told Gibson.

"Okay, Mr. Lucas. Soon I and my men will move to find out about those people" Gibson said.

"Never disappoint me, Inspector Gibson!" Lucas stood up and extended his left hand.

"That's what business is called." Lucas withdrew from Gibson's personal space leisurely and thoughtlessly. Because of this, he was unaware that his arrival to the police station, was being overseen by Samuel's men.

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Report sir, the target just came out of Inspector Gibson's room

Samuel

Good.. keep an eye on the situation in the office. Who knows tomorrow our target will be back there!

xxx

Ready, sir!

Samuel

Then what about spy microphones (tools for listening to conversations) and voice recording devices installed in Gibson's room. Does it work well?

xxx

Both tools work well, sir! I could clearly listen to their conversation.

Samuel

Good..report immediately if anything suspicious!

xxx

Aye, sir!

After the second conversation on the phone, Samuel's men continued the reconnaissance. As for Samuel himself, he was preparing a plan to sneak into the Black Angel palace tonight through a secret door.

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