Chapter 214: Prelude (5)

"Are you sure?" Rewen asked as if he was asking a friend if he had forgotten to remember something or not.

"Yes, I'm quite sure. You can check my pockets." The young doctor lifted her hands sincerely.

'Either he is lying or he really doesn't have the remote. It's impossible for him to not have the remote since he was the one behind the scenes… wait, he may not be the one who is behind the scenes. Maybe the real mastermind sent a fake mastermind and naturally, he doesn't have the remote. But… would he risk the life of Luciana?' Rewen thought for a while before making his decision.

"Let's talk," Rewen said. 

"What is there to talk about?" The young doctor asked with a smile.

Rewen looked straight at him and asked. "Why?"

"Because you got in our way? You have to understand that we are a newly-established branch in Travil Town. We can't let anyone know that we exist, at least not now."

Rewen nodded. He had dug his own grave by following the system but even if he didn't do it…

"What about Luciana?"

The young doctor's eyes lit up. "Oh? Do you know her name? How do you know that?"

"..." Rewen didn't say anything.

"Well, alright. I don't really care much. We were tasked to protect her and then, she requested our organization to kill you. Since I was going to send men to kill you anyways, I accepted her request."

"So… this whole game was your design?" 

"No. I wanted to kill you directly but for some reason, Luciana's Left Reverend wanted to play with you and set up this whole tiresome game. Did you have fun playing the game?

"Sure." Rewen gave a vague answer. "And where is the remote?"

"As I said, it's not with me." The young doctor gave the same answer.

"I see. In that case, it should be with the Left Reverend. Where is he? Call him."

The young doctor chuckled. "You are not bad. How did you reach this conclusion? Was it just a guess or…?"

"I'm not entirely sure if the Left Reverend is the one who has the remote or not. When my cousin got the explosive inside her, there was a letter. It was written by some secretary or something. I usually get letters written by X. It was then that I realized that X may not be directly related to REAL WAIFUS CORPORATIONS LIMITED. After you mentioned how large of a part the Left Reverend is, I'm eighty percent confident that X is the Left Reverend." Rewen explained in a brief manner.

"X? Ah, it must be a name he picked. Well, good job. I guess."

"Where is he? Either bring him to me or bring the remote from him." Rewen asked again. He found that the young man in front of him was quite an annoying individual.

The young doctor lightly laughed."Aha! I knew you would ask! For that, I've got a proposal. I wonder if you are interested in hearing…" 

Rewen was about to answer when his head spun. 'Not again…' This time, however, the pain was far less than a moment ago. The pain was still there but it wasn't enough to make him fall on his knees. "What is the proposal? Make it quick."

"It's quite simple. You un-link the explosive inside Luciana and I'll bring you the remote. How about that?" 

Rewen's face didn't change a single bit when he heard this. "Let me give you a proposal. You give me the remote and I'll un-link the explosive inside Luciana. How about this?"

"Come on, Rewen. You and I both know that that's not how things work. You are not in a position to negotiate."

"Just because you say I'm not doesn't mean I'm not."

The young doctor didn't answer for a few seconds. Looking at the red-haired young man, he raised his hands and clapped. "Let's see whether you can say the same thing after this."

Dash!

Dash!

Dash!

A group of masked men and women revealed themselves by jumping down from the buildings on the two sides of the alleys.

"Haha! Was he supposed to be our target today? Did you feel scared and tried this move in desperation? Oh, you pitiful..." It was a member from Twisted Mongers Squad. One of the two squads Rewen was supposed to fight today.

Rewen was surrounded by dozens of men and women. He had no escape. 

"Were you saying something?" The young doctor asked with a smile.

Between the people, there was Luciana who was looking at Rewen. "Rewen, you picked a fight you cannot win. Un-link the explosive inside me and we'll go separate ways." Let alone Rewen, even she herself didn't believe in what she was saying.

Rewen didn't reply. "..."

Seeing him quiet, the young doctor signaled the others. 'He just needs a little push now…' 

The members of the organization took a single step towards Rewen.

"Give it up, kid. You are trapped."

"Haha! Look at him. Did he really think that a childish trick like this could scare us?"

"Why don't you take out the wristband? It's that simple."

"Yes, Rewen. I'm a doctor and I care for your health. Unless you let go of the wristband you are wearing, your life would continue to be in danger." The young doctor gave 'advice' in a sincere tone.

"..." Rewen didn't open his mouth. His face was normal without any hint of panic.

"No use feigning calmness. Here I come!" A masked man took one step.

The others did the same.

Slowly and gradually, they got extremely close to Rewen from all sides.

"Just give the wristband. We will let you go. Haha!"

"Can anyone film this? This has got to be the most hilarious moment in my life."

"Hilarious is an understatement."

"This moment would be an advertisement for entering our organization in the future."

The members of REAL WAIFUS CORPORATIONS LIMITED started to mock Rewen in an unbridled manner. According to them, it was only a matter of time before he gave in. 

The young doctor had a confident smile. "He is trapped… there's no escaping this."

At this moment, Dorothy appeared beside the young doctor. "Sir. There's a problem."

"What? Did my wife refuse to give you my lunch? Hah… well, whatever. I'll talk to her once this is over." The moment Dorothy brought the members here, the young doctor instructed him to get the lunch from his place.

"No, Sir. That's not it. We got the news that Tony McBreth has entered Travil Town."

"Tony McBreth? What's that old dude doing here?" The young doctor's expression took an extreme change when he heard the name. Tony McBreth was one of the most well-known people among the criminals and terrorists like himself. He was one of the twelve District Experts having over seventy commander units under him. Needless to say, he was a dangerous man for the terrorists.

Dorothy shook his head and was about to answer when his eyes went to the people cornering Rewen. "..."

The young doctor also followed his eyes. "..."

Both of them looked at each other.

"Your guess is as good as mine." Dorothy bitterly said. After that, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Is he heading towards where we are?"

"They… let me see… Sir, they are going via the port and on to… yes! They are either going your way! Please leave!"

Beep!

"Well." The young doctor's face darkened. 

Dorothy sighed. "Sir, we can't afford to waste any time."

"Hm." The young doctor gave a small nod. For some reason, his eyes went to his target, Rewen Klofar who had his head lowered. Upon closer look, he noticed that there was a small curve on his lips.

This was a moment of realization for him.

He had been outsmarted.

His entire branch was outsmarted.

Luciana was only a cheese to bring out the rats.

At this moment, Rewen chuckled. 

It was a chuckle which was very bizarre considering the situation he was in. It confused everyone present in the scene except for the young doctor and Dorothy.

The young doctor's eyes flickered as he raised his hand. "Everyone! Capture him quickly and run from the town!"

The order was met with confusion and alarm but before anyone could voice their opinion, Dorothy continued. "Now is not the right time to ask questions. Tony McBreth, one of the twelve District Experts, is chasing after us currently."

After a few seconds of panic, everyone quickly calmed down. As they looked at their target, Rewen Klofar, their expressions went dark. Only now did they know the meaning of the chuckle.

From the very beginning, their battle against Rewen Klofar was never a matter of strength. In terms of strength, they always had the upper hand. Strength wasn't even a question. Who, in their right mind, would dare to pick a straightforward fight with a bunch of people stronger than him? 

The only question was - who played their cards the best?