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The Good Upclass Chapter 65: Quick Turn of Events
The two new friends walked further and with each step they took, a new discovery had been uncovered. Stuff like golden door knobs, and cobblestones made of sapphires caught their attention. “Good Lord, this place is so sick!” Allen Mar yelled as soon as he recognized those small but impossible not to be seen details. “Are you really sure I am admitting here? Because I still can’t fathom the fact that this would bring down all your fortune at once! I won’t be surprised anymore if their injections and other medical equipment are made out of gold, too!” Allen Mar yelled in wonder and amazement. However, even he, himself, found it difficult to figure out if that amazement he felt was a positive one or a negative one. Because really, the faces of the boys were enough to justify that Allen Mar was not exaggerating and making things sound intense. He did not have to do it. “You have been asking the same question for like twenty times already. Do you think repeating it would guarantee a diff
The Good Upclass Chapter 66: Something's Wrong, Something's Fishy
When the doctor told Well to just wait outside until the immediate operation was over, Well could not help but just obey with the rules. However, deep inside him, he was already anxious, nervous, and panicking. Emotions had been mixing up in his stomach that he found it very difficult to breath anymore. They had been clogging his throat, making him lose control of his breathing. Different scenarios had been playing in his head to the extent that he was lost already and could not distinguish the reality from the hallucinations. Hope had been the only chance he had. And although his abdomen churned in fear, and the back of his neck had been filled with goosebumps, Well only braved the situation and sat on one of the chairs at the waiting area, believing in his friend, Allen Mar that he would survive the operation no matter what. Prayers came out of his lips unconsciously without him knowing it. His nerves had never been feeling this tight. The flowing of blood all over his body had bee
The Good Upclass Chapter 67: Allen Mar Is Missing
Well did not know what move he should do next. He did not know what to believe as well. Everyone seemed to be lying. Everything seemed to be skeptical. Every place seemed to be dangerous. He thought, now that his friend Allen Mar had suddenly disappeared without really leaving any traces, he had nowhere to go to. He was his only safe haven— at least that was what he thought. Well believed that whatever it was that had been happening, there should always be a reason why it happened. And in this case, no one else would be much willing to take all the odds and brave the east wind to find the truth behind every mystery. He gave himself a few minutes to let everything sink in. It was hard at first, of course. But now that he had finally acknowledged the fact that none of it was unreal and danger and mystery were indeed lurking around the corners, he pulled himself up and began taking necessary actions that he thought he needed to make. Well was not a detective. He will never be. However,
The Good Upclass Chapter 68: An Important Phone Call
Well went out of the hospital, and with his brand new cellphone, he contacted the taxi driver. Really, he thought, that in a world where everyone would be sketchy, untrusted, and suspicious, it was the taxi driver that he could turn up to. And so, with a few taps on his cellphone’s screen and in one swipe of the green ‘call’ button, he rang the taxi driver’s number and waited for him to answer the call. Although Well had thought that maybe he put his cellphone in silent mode because he was still probably in a drive with a customer. But contrary to his belief, the taxi driver actually answered. “Hello? Sir?” he said as soon as he picked up the phone and slid the answer button found on the screen. “What is it?” Well did not know what to say exactly. For some reason, he was running out of words to spit out. But not until after a few seconds, he finally came back to his senses. “Uhm, are you free? Please tell me when you are free because I have a very, very important matter to discuss w
The Good Upclass Chapter 69: Pre- Assesment
After Well endured the fifteen long minutes of waiting for the taxi cab driver, he finally arrived in front of the enormous gate of the Don Betito Private hospital. As soon as he found the taxi, Well quickly dashed across the pedestrian lane in his full speed and opened the door of the passenger’s seat in the front. “You will not believe what I am about to tell you,” Well said in the softest voice that he could. However, the parting of his lips and the whispery sound of his breathing made his voice sound like normal anyway. “Get in the car! Get in the car!” The taxi driver reached for the seatbelt and fastened it to Well the moment he allowed himself seated on the passenger’s seat. “You said it is a private matter, right? Then don’t say it out loud in the public. Wait until you close the door before you spill whatever it is that you are dying to tell,” the taxi cab driver said as he started the engine of his taxi and maneuver it to the side of the road– en route to the parking lot in
The Good Upclass Chapter 70: Meeting With A Detective
“Let us start with the most obvious detail I could particularly think of,” Well said as he walked two to three steps forward, just a few seconds after he left the car alongside the taxi cab driver who went out just as soon as he parked the car on a private space of the Don Betito Hospital’s private parking lot. The taxi cab driver looked at Well’s eyes and immediately asked, “most obvious detail which is?” “Most obvious detail which is the exact location of the operating room,” he instantly answered. “As far as my memory could go, I believe the operation room is the first room of the second floor just as when you set out of the stairs.” Well then looked up to the sky and saw how the stars shined bright so beautifully that it did not even occur to him that it was about to get midnight already. The time was turning ten o’clock in the evening, but Well ‘s eyes were still wide awake. He would not be able to get himself to sleep anyway. His friend was obviously in danger, and as a new fr
The Good Upclass Chapter 71: The Kidnappers
“What do you suggest when you say that?” Well asked Detective Deib Anchorman. He was trembling when he let go of those words. Hearing the way how the detective had delivered his words, he knew something was not right. The tone of his voice, even the cracking of the words every time they came out, something was off. “I don’t know,” the detective denied. “I am not trying to suggest anything. I just want you to consider and acknowledge all the possibilities, even if they mean going against our will and what we want to be the conclusion,” he added. “Based on my initial investigation, and also based on the quick deduction process that I have done, I can tell that your friend, Allen Mar has been taken away somewhere far from this hospital. I have deduced three possible scenarios that involve him right now, and five possible reasons as to why he was being kidnapped,” the detective further explained. “However, what is quite difficult to understand to me is how the hell was his kidnapper able
The Good Upclass Chapter 72: Another Reveal
“What do you suggest when you say that?” Well asked Detective Deib Anchorman. He was trembling when he let go of those words. Hearing the way how the detective had delivered his words, he knew something was not right. The tone of his voice, even the cracking of the words every time they came out, something was off. “I don’t know,” the detective denied. “I am not trying to suggest anything. I just want you to consider and acknowledge all the possibilities, even if they mean going against our will and what we want to be the conclusion,” he added. “Based on my initial investigation, and also based on the quick deduction process that I have done, I can tell that your friend, Allen Mar has been taken away somewhere far from this hospital. I have deduced three possible scenarios that involve him right now, and five possible reasons as to why he was being kidnapped,” the detective further explained. “However, what is quite difficult to understand to me is how the hell was his kidnapper able
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Chapter 160: Prisoners of the Deep
“Nowadays, it is not only tangible things that are stolen. Culprits and stalkers like them are often sent out in the world to steal impossible things like information and codes. I believe that is the thing that keeps them from running after us. Because if it is only a material thing, they could have stolen it long before already. But it’s different. They are needing a piece of information, and only the best of the best spies and culprits can do it. Only those who are willing to risk their lives and last breath only to get their ears closer to the information that their bosses need,” Binsent Anchorman explained. “Okay, okay. Hold on, why are we here again? Because, technically, since I am now an official member of the alliance, am I not right to know the basics of this group? Like, what are we working for? And who? And why? And basically all the questions you think I need the answer from?” Arjay chimed in, standing by the end of the bleacher together with Allen Mar. Even up until this
Chapter 159: Devil's Den
Binsent Anchorman, together with Well, Arjay, and Allen Mar gathered all together onto the bleachers that were lining up outside of the church. “It has come to my attention that you are being followed. Now that we are here, somewhere that is least expected by the people to see us being gathered, I doubt if stalkers will still come after us,” Binsent Anchorman said as he laid down his suitcase on the ground. He was the first among them four to sit on the bleachers. This time, he was wearing a funny, little hat that did not match his tuxedo outfit at all. However, one thing that Allen Mar and Well could assure was that, in that outfit, he looked like their late friend, his twin brother, Detective Deib Anchorman. Well slouched down next to Binsent Anchorman; his eyes had been wondering around as if they were two little footage cameras scanning for possible threats around them. “I am now starting to question our presence in this city. Us being stalked remains a mystery to me. But one th
Chapter 158: Binsent On The Lead
Binsent Anchorman, together with Well, Arjay, and Allen Mar gathered all together onto the bleachers that were lining up outside of the church. “It has come to my attention that you are being followed. Now that we are here, somewhere that is least expected by the people to see us being gathered, I doubt if stalkers will still come after us,” Binsent Anchorman said as he laid down his suitcase on the ground. He was the first among them four to sit on the bleachers. This time, he was wearing a funny, little hat that did not match his tuxedo outfit at all. However, one thing that Allen Mar and Well could assure was that, in that outfit, he looked like their late friend, his twin brother, Detective Deib Anchorman. Well slouched down next to Binsent Anchorman; his eyes had been wondering around as if they were two little footage cameras scanning for possible threats around them. “I am now starting to question our presence in this city. Us being stalked remains a mystery to me. But one t
Chapter 157: Their Own Shadows
In the taxi, nothing much had happened other than a small conversation involving Well, Binset Anchorman, and some interesting and trivial things about the late Detective Deib Anchorman, his twin brother. It was surely a wholesome moment. It was surely a wholesome conversation. But if not for the fact that Well was the one that initiated the conversation, none of those would have ever existed. “I only met Detective Deib Anchorman for like a couple of days,” Well started two minutes just when the engine started. “And just like you, he started as a taxicab driver, too. I met him when I asked for a taxi who can send me to the nearest ATM station because I just lost my phone and I needed to buy something. He was the one who accompanied me to the Octagon Shop where I was able to find myself a new phone. He was a good man, indeed. I don’t think if I have said this earlier, but this is something that I was not able to tell him. I was too selfish to even inform him how good of a man he was,” We
Chapter 156: Everthing's Off, Everything's Improper
Just when Well arrived at the ground floor, he noticed some coalition of people not far from where he was standing. Intrigued by the on going noises, he went to see what was happening over there. After a few more meters of walking, he finally figured out what that mess was all about. Simple. It was primarily because over there was a food hall and the reason why he could hear metals banging against each other was because they were spoons and forks, and noisy people who were trying to satisfy themselves with the food that they eat. Apparently, it triggered the growling of Well’s stomach. All of a sudden, he wanted to dive into the line too to get himself something to feed for his angry tummy. Convinced that there was no time for his social anxieties anymore, he absentmindedly fell in line. He tucked his wallet out of his pants’ left pocket and draw out his credit card. Finally, he could eat now. It took him roughly ten to fifteen minutes to finally make it to the counter. There, he ord
Chapter 155: Well's Convincing Lines
With both of his hands clasping against each other, Well shot a gaze through the busy hallway. He saw nurses in the rush, assistants going back and forth and to and from different rooms, doctors running with their shoelaces untangled, and other more disturbing and unusual things for Well but were considered normal and part of the routine in any hospitals. Well decided to go for a stroll outside the hospital and find something to eat. He had not eaten anything since lunch time, and he barely even finished his food back in the tavern because of Allen Mar’s intuitive conversation with the bloke man about the three suspicious men in suit initiating a negotiation talk with the secret society’s leader. Time check, it was already ten minutes past seven in the evening. Around this time, Well should have had in his bed already– ready to sleep because tomorrow was going to be another day full of unwanted surprises– but here he was now, in the hospital, with someone he only knew less than ten hou
Chapter 154: Discombobulated
His nerves had never been feeling this tight. The flowing of blood all over his body had been insufficient, but the only thing he ever had in his mind was Allen Mar. He kept thinking of him. He kept thinking and thinking and thinking of him. Questions spun around his brain; ‘How was the operation?’ ‘Will he be okay?’ ‘Will he survive?’ ‘What are the odds of him dying?’ ‘Was the doctor not joking when he said that Allen Mar’s injury was serious and could even bring up his death if certain actions had not been taken immediately?’ With both of his hands clasping against each other, Well shot a gaze through the busy hallway. He saw nurses in the rush, assistants going back and forth and to and from different rooms, doctors running with their shoelaces untangled, and other more disturbing and unusual things for Well but were considered normal and part of the routine in any hospitals. Fully convinced that the operation will take longer than expected, Well decided to go for a stroll outside
Chapter 153: Media Man
Detective Deib Anchorman was the first to make it close to the manhole. When he got there, he drew his ear closer to the ground floor. “I don’t hear anything,” he said after five seconds of focusing all his hearing senses on the ground. “I am supposed to be hearing footsteps and cranking guns and indistinct chatters coming from the soldiers, but I don’t hear anything right now. “Is that supposed to be a good thing or a bad thing?” Well asked, his heart had been pounding so fast and so strong it was no different compared to a jack hammer used in smacking a hardened soil. Allen Mar chimed into the conversation and then corrected Well, “It is supposed to be a good thing, I believe. The detective not hearing anything from above only means that the soldiers have not returned from the search yet. That means we will have enough time to make it out here and perhaps even out of the vicinity as well. Although the latter would be so dangerous, and I don’t think our chances of success are that
Chapter 152: Too Impossible To Be True
Different scenarios had been playing in his head to the extent that he was lost already and could not distinguish the reality from the hallucinations. Hope had been the only chance he had. And although his abdomen churned in fear, and the back of his neck had been filled with goosebumps, Well only braved the situation and sat on one of the chairs at the waiting area, believing in his friend, Allen Mar that he would survive the operation no matter what. Prayers came out of his lips unconsciously without him knowing it. Fully convinced that the operation will take longer than expected, Well decided to go for a stroll outside the hospital and find something to eat. He had not eaten anything since lunch time, and he barely even finished his food back in the tavern because of Allen Mar’s intuitive conversation with the bloke man about the three suspicious men in suit initiating a negotiation talk with the secret society’s leader. Time check, it was already ten minutes past seven in the ev
