Alan immediately contacted the best lawyer he knew as soon as he heard about Marcell's case on the news. Without further ado, he contacted Marcell and came to his friend's apartment."What's going on? Didn't Jacob invite you to join forces to bring down Dayton?" Alan asked as soon as Marcell opened the apartment door.Today Marcell couldn't leave the house at all. He could only entrust Puffy Muffy to Mike. Which maybe with today's issue will affect sales at Puffy Muffy too.Marcell invited Alan to enter first."This is Jacob's trap," Marcell said as he sat down on the sofa.Alan frowned and sat down on the sofa as well. "What does that mean?""He made news about me to lure the main culprit.""How does that work?""The anti-corruption authorities will investigate me. If I'm proven innocent Marcus and his friends will be investigated. But I need one piece of hard evidence," Marcell trailed off."What?""I need the file in Robert's hands."Alan was pensive. Trying to think of a way out.
The investigation team and police officers seemed confused by the facts. Marcell Clark's account was clean with no funds coming in from suspicious accounts or from Marcus. CCTV from the bar where they met also did not show Marcus giving Marcell cash. But the prosecution persisted and said that the young man named Marcell was so suspicious. There is no background and lineage. "What else should we do? Marcell is clearly clean from corruption money," Sean said to his superior Gillbert. Gillbert frowned as he flipped through the paper from Sean containing Marcell's account mutations. This incident gave him deja vu with the events of a few years ago. "This is familiar, we have solved clean cases like this. But the prosecutor still said that the perpetrator was guilty." Gillbert stopped what he was doing with the papers. "Don't let this evidence leak to anyone. And don't meet with anyone these days. Don't take any bribes Sean!" Gillbert warned. Next he stood up and left the room. Sean
"Marcus is becoming a secondary, or side topic. Shouldn't Marcus be the first to be suspected since he's the one who allegedly mediated between me and the Brighton regent in the headlines."Eric looked at Marcus in silence. He read from the look on the man's face that there was an air of defiance and self-defense. But then again, what Marcus said was true."Marcus will still be questioned." That was finally the decision Eric made. The case seemed to be spinning, the culprit might be someone else. But Marcell looked suspicious too. It is precisely that the higher-ups make more use of someone unknown like Marcus as a safe. Not to mention the closeness of Marcell who apparently often met with Marcus."It would seem fair if Marcus was also examined. Have you seen my account mutation?" asked Marcell. Perhaps the corruption eradication agency was open with its investigation."We haven't talked about that again," Eric replied. They have no appointment to meet, maybe the agency's investigatio
A new message containing the location of the mysterious caller. "There's the location." Marcell pointed his phone at Mike. Mike clicked on the location to check it on maps. It opened to a city that Mike never knew. Yes, even though he wasn't a native Englishman, the city looked unfamiliar and small on the map. "Where is this?" Mike wondered. "Yeah I don't really know England either." Marcell said. "I don't think you should fall for that mysterious phone call. It's a trap and will lead you to worse things." Mike advised. Not only was the number unknown, its intentions unclear, Mike also avoided complicating matters further. Given that Marcell was currently being played. Marcell also felt so. Maybe it had something to do with Marcus, let alone Dayton. "You'd better go back to sleep, rest first. We'll think of a way out later." Mike got up from the chair. Giving a soothing word to Mike so that he doesn't think too much. Marcell also got up and went back into the room. Just laying
From : Mysterious Number Don't report anything about this, I can keep an eye on you. Make his decision. He will die in your hands. Marcell chuckled unable to do anything else. He could be ignorant and unconcerned with the evil joke of the unknown number. But remembering how the moans of pain and the bloodstained photo earlier this morning, were now enough to make Marcell have to be careful in choosing a decision. "Why?" asked Alan who was sensitive to the man's anxiety and angry look. Occasionally Alan turned his head, because he had to concentrate on the road too. Marcell passed his cell phone back, so Mike could help him explain his frustration this time. "Waa crazy, he's really sneaky." Mike commented as he took over Marcell's cell phone. "What's wrong, tell me quickly?" asked Alan angrily. Fortunately, it coincided with arriving at the police station parking lot. Alan hurriedly parked his car properly. Who then immediately answered Marcell's cell phone. "Well, it's l
Marcell actually came alone to the location that had been sent by the mysterious number. He parked his car and dimmed the lights, parking the car in a strategic spot. This was an old building, and it was suitable for something criminal.Marcell didn't see Dayton's car, nor Marcus and the other friends. There were no other vehicles besides his car. His feet entered the building slowly, but the sound of stepping on dry leaves or twigs could still be heard. It was too dark for a place of confinement. Honestly, Marcell's heart was racing as soon as he entered the building. Only the moonlight coming through the gap was the only light. "Where can I find the employees of the institution?" Marcell asked silently.With that the system in his head immediately gave a transparent screen in his view. Road directions and of course the striking green color provide a little light. Marcell immediately followed the directions, up the stairs to the second floor. Here he continued to follow the directi
This was unexpected for the 155.23 team. Mr. Tiernan sent H155 not to deploy R155's troops. They were just made to break out in a cold sweat in the room while watching the subject being finished off."Why not?" Asked Prof. Jose who was already furious that the subject was left unattended."Mr. Tiernan said that this is the subject's main task. He must succeed in any challenge." H155 replied still watching the subject's movements from the system camera. "I'm worried about the subject's head becoming a target for suppression." Dr. Ivan's words made Prof. Jose and H155 turn their heads. Their faces were already panicked and scared. If Dr. Ivan was already worried about something, it must be very dangerous indeed. "What happened?" asked H155. "The subject will be paralyzed forever, if the system in his head is damaged by the attack." Dr. Ivan replied. "We can't do nothing sir," Prof. Jose said to H155. "If Mr. Tiernan won't allow us to send R155 then have Blayze come sooner."H155 imm
"How did you find Marcell there?" asked Alan. The tense scene had passed. Marcell had been taken to the hospital and had not woken up since last night.The three burly men were secured by the police. And reportedly Sean, who was an agency employee who became a hostage with a battered body, had been taken to the hospital by Robert.This morning Robert grabbed Marcell who was unconscious. Meanwhile, Alan had already accompanied Marcell to arrange for the man's transfer to Oxford Hospital."That's a long story." Robert answered casually. His memory replayed the story where Marcus and Dayton came to him casually."I need to know the full story to trust you." Of course Alan had lost faith since the incident in Tokyo."Marcus and Dayton came to see me," Robert said. It didn't help that he kept quiet.Alan frowned. The most sensitive name to hear."It was just pleasantries until they wanted to ask for back the files I had brought. He'll give me 30% of his shares if I join forces to bring Mar
Marcell's heart skipped a beat as he read the text. He didn't see it wrong, did he?Alan Blayze? Hermes?Was this Alan really an employee of Hermes and still active today? Was his former job as a property marketer just a front?BRAK! Marcell turned his head, finding Alan in the doorway of his room with his breath taken away. Marcell could see the look of panic on Alan's face.Not to mention when Alan accidentally saw his lanyard in Marcell's hand. Alan looked even more speechless. So let Marcell take the lead in this conversation. "You lied to me about the original job you left?" Marcell asked calmly. But he stood firmly facing Alan who had stepped a little into Marcell's room."That...""You're not from Mr. Blayze's property company," Marcell interrupted Alan.Do you know what happened as soon as Marcell said the word Blayze? The system in his head immediately activated and opened up everything about Alan Blayze's life history.Right in the laboratory room Prof. Jose looked panicke
Alan had invited the accounting expert to come to Marcell's mansion. They had talked, Marcell had also been introduced. The man said his purpose was to check the financial statements of Papercrunch. "As we know, not all companies play clean. Even if there is a mistake of 1 dollar or 20 dollars they will do various ways to make the report appear balanced." Zack said. The man has been in the accounting world for 15 years. Often invited to work together by large companies to carry out the audit process or tax reporting. "This is the first time I've handled Papercrunch's financial statements. As far as I know, this company does not use the services of a third party. The audit process and tax reporting are all done by internal employees." Marcell remained silent. He waited for the final results of Zack's examination. Previously Alan had conveyed the irregularities that he examined from the reports and account mutations. Approximately 5 hours had passed to scrutinize a month's finan
The footsteps galloped down the hallway. Behind him, two men struggled to keep up with the boss. Already, his face looked like he was ready to explode with emotion.BRAK!!!The sound of a folder slamming on the table was enough to interrupt the laughter in the procurement room.Lucas, who had been joking around with his partner, his back to the door, turned around and was surprised by his boss's arrival. Foolishly, he hadn't realized that Sebastian was angry about something else. Not for joking around during work hours."IDIOT!" Sebastian, his face flushed with anger, pointed at Lucas' face. "You think I don't know that you manipulate data?"Lucas' face turned pale as he started to feel bad. "What are you talking about?""Where did 7980$ of development funds go?" asked Sebastian directly. It all started when he met with Frederick yesterday and his friend told him when the construction process would be carried out. Even though the team of foremen and construction workers had been worki
Clara. That was not her real name. It took time to consider and check the skills of the girl Alan proposed to help Marcell's mission.Besides being good at acting, in fact Clara is also good at operating computers and retrieving important data from other computers. Let's call her a hacker."How is it?" Asked Marcell sitting on the sofa once Miu had arrived in her office clothes.Yep, Clara is Miu. Hwang Miu who used to be the cashier for Puffy Muffy. Marcell also remembered that the girl was from the computer department."I've made a contract with Papercrunch." Miu shifted the document that already had her signature with Mr. Lucas' signature.Marcell smiled. He examined the contents of the document again. The original plan was to play both parties until they found out who was behind it. Lucas was a shrew at Papercrunch. In addition, Marcell would also play Mr. Nicholas into this game. He wanted to usurp Nicholas' position in the shareholder rankings."What's next?" Miu asked."Tomorro
As a shareholder and as a friend who had just gotten acquainted with the owner of the company. Marcell boldly invited Sebastian through his secretary to come to the Mansion, as an open house event. Not only Sebastian but also several other shareholders. Even though he didn't know Sebastian well, this was the only way Marcell could find a way to get in and get close to the other conglomerates. Alan had prepared everything, from simple but classy décor, food catering and other snack booths that could be enjoyed. He also set up a Puffy Muffy booth so that guests could get to know Marcell's business as well. "It's soft, and the flavor captivates my tongue. Hahaha..." praised one guest who tasted the cake in front of the Puffy Muffy booth. Mike and Arjuna, who Marcell intentionally brought in, helped build the event. "I heard you were the best graduate in your school," said a guest friend to Arjuna who was wearing a chef's outfit this time. Arjuna smiled to hear it. "I guess so hahaha."
Marcell was successful enough to keep Stefan interested and on his mind all day. The boy was not focused on his soccer game. He was in a bad mood, more sensitive and irritable.Meanwhile, the culprit was reading a book quietly in his spacious mansion. Playing classical music on vinyl.Iya could predict that Stefan would already be provoked and distracted by her arrival as the new Marcell. He would be more interested in her and finding out other facts.Just the thought of it was enough to make Marcell smile slyly."You're in a good mood," said someone who suddenly appeared from behind him.Alan, still at Marcell's mansion after yesterday Mike returned to Oxford first."I'm imagining a cunning plan," Marcell replied without even looking at Alan.Instead, Alan was enjoying the music Marcell was playing. Leaning his shoulder against the back door frame while looking at Marcell's private lake view."It turns out you're this rich, it's only fitting that you don't have to think twice about b
Marcell and Stefan's interaction stopped wordlessly and left a question mark. The event had begun, the host began to give a rundown of the event and of course invited Mr. Sebastian Johnson as the owner of the company to give a speech.The guests gave Sebastian a loud clap when he greeted them. Apart from the presence of Marcell Clark in an expensive suit, it was the man who came to Papercrunch and got a seat in the event hall. Stefan was shocked when Sebastian unveiled the name of the shareholder in his company.How? How did that happen? That was the question mark in Stefan's head. He knew full well that the courier from Yale had no future at all. He came from an orphanage, had no privileges, and was only a high school dropout.But how could his father mention Marcell Clark's name as shareholder number 36 with a percentage of 4.8%.Stefan looked back, across from where Marcell was sitting tall and calm. He could see the smug, smug smile on Marcell's face.Turning his body forward agai
Marcell widened his eyes to see two grown men standing in front of the gate. He hadn't expected that. Of course, how could Alan and Mike come here without telling him first. "Wow, this is your real home in New Haven. How marvelous." Alan gaped at the sight behind Marcell's back. "It turns out you're a real rich man," Mike poked his head in to see what Marcell's mansion looked like. "How did you guys get here?" asked Marcell confused."Let us go in first, let's chat inside in the heat outside." Without permission Mike immediately walked over Marcell to walk into Marcell's yard. His gaze was still admiring how spacious and well-designed the outside was. Marcell looked at Mike only with a surprised look.Alan shrugged his shoulders and followed Mike who entered first. Marcell exhaled, letting his two friends' behavior go. He closed the gate and followed.Ignoring Mike and Alan who were still impressed with the mansion, Marcell grabbed two cans of beer from the fridge and served them
Marcell still hasn't crossed paths or intentionally not met Stefan. All he knew yesterday was that Jasmine was joking around with her friend. But she was unaware of Marcell's attention. And Marcell didn't care about that. His only target was Stefan.Still hadn't found a definite strategy. Ah shit Marcell just remembered. He left his studies, even though the school year was already underway. Damn it. Could he switch to online classes?Snickering, Marcell became even more annoyed when he realized there was no Alan around.It felt like Marcell was really lonely. He had no one around him. Will he be like this until he grows old? Living alone without a family.Marcell got up from his reclining position. He picked up the invitation on the black table with fancy decorations. There was a birthday event for the television channel at the Homewood Suites hotel. It's from Jacob, they are still good friends now.Marcell opened the invitation to find out if it was someone's or a company's birthday.