As the door creaked open, Eric glanced at the assassin."Come in," he said.The assassin stepped into the room, and Eric swiftly shut the door behind him, casually sliding the bolt into place.With practiced ease, the assassin retrieved the air freshener and sprayed the room. "Sir, this is the exclusive service for the presidential suite, a special feature of our hotel. After I finish your massage, a beautiful woman will also come to your door for one-on-one service."Rest assured, sir. They are all clean, with board certificates from various training schools," the assassin assured.Eric nodded slightly, settling onto the bed.Time was ticking, and the assassin was getting impatient.From his bag, the assassin produced a syringe containing an unknown liquid. His eyes glinted with killing intent as he approached Eric, ready to administer the injection.But just as he drew close, Eric suddenly flipped over, grabbing the assassin's hand with a sharp gaze. "What is this? I didn't r
The Combat Department interrogated the assassin through the night. When dealing with individuals of such nature, they had their ways.Meanwhile, Eric dialed a number.As soon as the call connected, Eric chuckled. "No one has been sent to our territory for any assassinations lately, right?"Stealthbane was nearly frightened out of his wits. "Mr. Johnson, absolutely not! We haven't sent anyone over for a long time! We've even stopped accepting jobs from there!"With a cold sneer, Eric remarked, "Stopped accepting them? Yet, tonight, a highly professional assassin came to kill me! Are you saying you had no involvement in this?"Stealthbane was trembling. "Absolutely not! Mr. Johnson, don't you trust me? Though I often engage in shady activities, when I say I haven't done something, I haven't!"Eric retorted, "If I say it didn't happen, it didn't. What's the difference between that and a forced confession?"Eric smirked and added, "I still trust your integrity, but perhaps these are
"Big Boss is right," Eric remarked, placing the interrogation documents on the table. "These people indeed harbor no good intentions. These so-called international organizations aren't benevolent entities at all. They are mere tools wielded by individuals, organizations, or even entire nations!"Witnessing such darkness firsthand, Eric felt as though his very principles had been altered. Weren't international organizations meant to serve the globe, to serve all of humanity? How could they devolve into instruments for others?It was too dark, too despair-inducing. They wore a glossy facade but engaged in unspeakable deeds behind the scenes.Taking a deep breath, Eric continued. "I won't be attending today's meeting. When you return, inform me about Kurt and their reactions."His aim was to unsettle Kurt and his team, leaving them unsure whether he was alive or dead. With the assassin captured and Eric absent, Kurt and his group would be left to speculate wildly.Eric could alread
As Eric entered, Kurt's face turned pale, instantly filled with panic!Just two days ago, he had sent someone to kill Eric, and the assassin had been missing for two days.He had assumed the assassin had succeeded! Otherwise, why wouldn't Eric have shown up the next day? After all, Eric was their key expert!Now, Eric's appearance filled Kurt with a sense of impending doom. If Eric was there, then where was his subordinate?!Eric sat down calmly, without a word. He slowly opened his laptop and glanced at the GHO team. "You want to see evidence? So be it. I'll show you. Pay attention and don't blink!" Casting the screen, Eric said, "Since the outbreak in Dortmund City, we rushed to the scene immediately to prevent the spread of the virus and also to study its characteristics."This statement carried significant weight.Why would he say that? The reason was simple: the Combat Department prioritized everyone's lives rather than diverting resources to investigate the source upon ar
Eric opened a dossier, stating, "We conducted a thorough investigation on the virus after Dortmund City was virus-free! We're quite fortunate, I must say!""But weren't the Oberdeens in King City responsible?" Kurt interjected."Heh, they're just a third-tier family in King City. Yet, they managed to develop an effective cure against the virus? Following this lead, we found ties between the Oberdeens and Catellon!"He presented evidence directly. "Take a look for yourselves, the virus originated from Catellon, and the Oberdeens executed it on their behalf. The Oberdeens are nothing but pawns!"Kurt and his team were bewildered.In hindsight, he finally realized why they were turning their attention toward Catellon. They already had leads and concrete evidence!"So..." Eric closed his laptop, scanning the GHO members before fixing his gaze on Kurt. "Why have you come to us instead of investigating Catellon?"Faced with irrefutable evidence, Kurt deflated like a punctured ball, si
Kurt was thoroughly deflated as he looked at Eric, "Mr. Johnson, aren't you afraid I'll inform Catellon? Aren't you afraid you won't be able to reach me?"He was perplexed.Eric had the upper hand now, with the full capability to take him and his companions down directly. Even if they were captured or worse, killed, as long as Eric presented the evidence, no one would dare to oppose him.Eric chuckled. "Afraid? What is there to fear? Let's be frank. You hold some value to me. If you were of no value, would I even know who you are? Whether you live or die, what does it matter to me?"Of course, I'm a bit petty. If I can't reach you in time, I might just release all this information. And the recordings of these past few days' meetings."You might doubt my ability to apprehend across borders, but I can have others do it."Oh, and you might not be aware of my connection with the Rogers family. Although we're not on the same side, if I were to call Brent and ask for help in nabbing so
Eric intended to stay in Dortmund City for another two days, waiting to see if Stealthbane would show up. If not, he would return to Salt City.-The night passed uneventfully.On the second day, Eric met with Roland for coffee and conversation, and the day swiftly passed.Eric began to think that perhaps Stealthbane wouldn't come after all.-On the third night.With no sign of Stealthbane, Eric tried calling him but couldn't get through."This fellow…" Eric furrowed his brow. "What game is he playing? Could he have been taken out?"He remembered the shouts he had heard over the phone during their last conversation, indicating someone had been chasing Stealthbane.The thought of a renowned assassin being hunted amused Eric.Since Stealthbane didn't appear, Eric decided to spend the night in Dortmund City and return to Salt City early the next morning.Eric woke up before dawn and got ready, wondering what reward Sylvia might offer him.As he left the Dortmund Grand Hotel,
Stealthbane revealed a book, its cover likely made of aged parchment. Eric fixed his gaze upon Stealthbane. "Where did you get this thing from?"He had already guessed its contents, but he wondered if Stealthbane had seen them and if he understood.To his surprise, Stealthbane cursed before replying, "Got this thing from an auction house in Erweston, cost me 2,000,000 dollars!" He continued. "Wasn't even interested in it at first, but seeing them constantly raising the bid got me curious. Never thought after my bid… Damn it! No one else followed!"What surprised me more was when I got hold of this thing, someone came to kill me, demanding I hand it over. That's when I realized this thing was not ordinary," Stealthbane explained, frustration evident in his tone. "I flipped through it and saw some text, as well as what seemed like human acupoints, like some ancient martial arts. But I couldn't understand a thing! I figured since you're a legend, I'd come find you!"Eric kept his ga