Bad Born Blood - Chapter 62



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Nikolaos’ funeral was over. Everyone went back to their daily lives.

Heilas did not question Kinuan. He simply waited for his time and remained silent. I also returned to my duties.

‘I’ll finish what Nicholas was doing.’

Helas told me so. He’ll have someone investigate it in a roundabout way. He must have connections like that.

And I visited the hideout, the gang office.

bang!

As soon as I arrived, an accident occurred.

Gabriel grabbed Snoggle by the collar and threw him to the ground. Snoggle begged for forgiveness.

“Crash, crap! Look, boss!”

“Booosh? Yeah, you think the boss is funny? What is that, drugs? Are you kidding me?”

“No, phew, it was just a little change of pace during the break. Just a little, just a little!”

It seemed like Snood had been on drugs during work hours. Gabriel grabbed Snood’s foot and threw him away.

“Cock!”

The blown-off snail fell next to me.

“Are you here? Your Highness. Please, please spare me.”

“Snapped nose said, tugging at my coat. I kicked Snapped nose away and walked inside.

Gabriel looked at me and muttered something in complaint.

“Why haven’t you contacted me for so long? While you were away… …!”

“There was a family head.”

I said briefly. Gabriel scratched his cheek awkwardly.

“Oh, that, really? That’s, that’s too bad. If you’re the head of the household, then, there’s nothing you can do, ma’am.”

“So while I’m gone, what?”

“Ken Noma has disappeared. He was definitely there last night… … .”

“You were taking turns guarding it, weren’t you?”

Gabriel’s gaze turned to the saddle nose.

“When I came in the morning, the punk was nowhere to be found, and this kid was acting up, drunk on drugs!”

My sharp gaze turned to the stray dog. The stray dog, who had been holding onto my collar, crawled away to a corner.

I went straight up to the room where Ken Noma was.

There was no sign of resistance in the desolate room. The lukewarm air typical of the lower floors was coming in through the broken lock on the window.

“Plague.”

I couldn’t help but curse. The people on this earth are really more trash than I thought. I didn’t think they could even take care of one of those losers who were dying.

“Who took her?”

Gabriel stood at the window and looked down.

“That can’t be. The lock was broken from the inside. If someone broke in, they would have broken the window. If they broke in through the front door, they wouldn’t have made a fuss and gone out the window. Have you tried contacting Pak-Pak-Ki?”

I quickly figured out the situation and spoke. Gabriel’s eyes widened slightly, as if he was surprised by my reasoning.

“Oh, um. Of course I tried. I didn’t accept it.”

“Talk to La Vie en Rose and ask her to release the man and find Pakpagi and Ken Norma. I’ll contact Aleph.”

“Will La Vie en Rose grant our request?”

“Gabriel, sleep with Martina later. Then I’ll lend you my strength. That old woman’s sexual appetite seems to be unusual.”

“Huh? What, what did you say? Hey, are you kidding me? What the hell, do I look like a street prostitute?”

Gabriel’s voice was booming. I paid no attention.

“Gabriel, you’re also responsible for Ken’s disappearance. You brought those idiots here. You were the one who supervised them. If you could find Ken in one bed, you’d be paying for it.”

“No, shit, what the, s**t! My book, it’s not like I’m not responsible, but no, shit.”

Gabriel let out a huge sigh, his shoulders slumping, after cursing countless times.

“If you really don’t like it, I won’t force you. Just try getting Aleph’s help.”

I know Gabriel’s personality. He’s not the kind of guy who ignores things without any sense of responsibility. If he were that kind of guy, I’d let him go and find another agent.

“I got it! I’m going to sleep! Just sleep with that woman! Fuck, shit, really, oh… .”

Gabriel grabbed his head and went out the door. Not long after, Lavienrose heard Gabriel talking on the phone.

I also contacted Aleph straight away. When I told him that we had taken Ken Norma out of the hospital, Aleph’s voice became quiet.

“Excuse me, Young Master. I don’t mean to blame you, but if you were going to sneak that guy out… …you should have told me before.”

You’re blaming me enough.

“If you find Ken, call me right away.”

“Whew, that guy probably thinks of me as his mortal enemy. Anyway, I’ll contact you as soon as I find him.”

“I’m saying this just in case, don’t dispose of Ken No Ma on your own.”

“You owe me, Young Master.”

Lately, I feel like debt is piling up here and there.

Lavienrose and Aleph know their sphere of influence. If Pakpak or Ken Norma went that way, they would find them right away.

After finishing contacting the gang, Gabriel and I went back down to the first floor. There was a terrified looking Snoot on his knees. It seemed like he had completely lost his drug and was finally realizing the seriousness of the situation.

“Please, spare my life, Boss, Do, Master.”

The snot-nosed man begged.

“… …Luka, what should we do with this guy?”

Gabriel whispered in my ear. I crossed my arms and pondered. The military had strict punishment regulations. Here, I had to make my own decisions.

‘I didn’t expect it to be like this in the first place, but it was better than I expected… ‘

Even the snub-nosed man would have come under Gabriel with a light heart.

“Snob, just this once. I’ll let you off the hook just this once. Next time… … .”

I reached out. The left eye of the saddle nose was still alive. Hmm, old memories came back to me. The day Haylas plucked out my eye.

Hold on.

I pressed my thumb against the squinty-nosed left eye. My thumb dug into the eye socket obliquely and pushed the eyeball out. The eyeball popped out like a toy.

“… … It doesn’t end with just one eye.”

I ripped out the eyeball of the snobbish. The optic nerve that had been sticking out snapped.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh!”

The snot-nosed moaned, bloodshot and snotty. He was desperately holding back his screams. This is going to make snot-nosed hate me.

You can hate as much as you want. Emotions are meant to be painted over. Hatred can be covered up with fear.

Beep.

Gabriel’s terminal rang. Gabriel checked the contents and tapped me on the shoulder.

“La Vie en Rose found a tightrope walker.”

Gabriel said something that sounded awkward. I caught the tone.

“Are you dead?”

“okay.”

* * *

The reason why Lavienrose quickly found Pakpagi’s whereabouts was simple. It was because there was a body found in their area that morning. That was Pakpagi.

Gabriel and I entered the crime scene as if we were investigators. Grace was standing in the dead-end alley.

“There’s a cut on the neck. The carotid artery was cut precisely. This is the skill of a skilled swordsman.”

Grace said. At her feet lay a pale, dead body.

“Could it be Ken Noma’s doing?”

Gabriel muttered. Ken was good with a sword in his prime.

‘Ken was in a state of incapacity.’

I’m helping with his rehabilitation, but Ken is not yet able to move on his own. Brain dysfunction is not easily overcome.

Even I had a hard time being sure that Ken had killed the punk.

“Witnesses?”

I looked at Grace and asked.

“I’m asking around.”

I took in my surroundings one by one, breathing lightly. I took in every little thing in my head.

‘If we reconstruct the actions of the punk… … .’

Looking at the dirty wall, there was a part where a person’s back had touched and wiped. I checked the back of the squirrel. The contaminants on the wall and back matched.

I lowered my gaze to the floor. I picked out only the most recent footprints from the tangled trail.

‘A scuffle broke out and I was pushed all the way to the wall… … .’

The tight guy tried to escape. But the ‘culprit’ grabbed the tight guy’s shoulder and slit his throat. The blood trail on the floor matched my expected movement.

I squinted my eyes. The dead do not speak. We must read their intentions from the traces they leave behind.

“Luke, there is footage captured by a nearby camera.”

Grace activated the terminal’s hologram. There was a scene before entering the alley.

“Ken, this kid… … doesn’t even realize the favor we gave him.”

Gabriel looked at the screen and became extremely angry.

Ken Noma and Ppakkagi appeared on the hologram screen. Ken was staggering and running away, and Ppakkagi was also desperately chasing after Ken, panting for breath.

Ken and Ppakkaki turned into an alley. Ken probably didn’t know it was a dead end.

Not long after, Kenman came out of the alley. The situation was clear to my eyes. It was Ken who killed Ppakkaki.

I felt a strange emotion, more than anger.

‘You… … did your job.’

Pak-Pak-Ki tried to complete the mission I had given him. He chased after Ken even though he was out of breath. He didn’t throw him out in the middle, and he wasn’t under the influence of drugs.

I didn’t know that Pakpagi would act this faithfully. I thought he was a low-quality worker.

I was disappointed in the short nose, but I felt sorry for the puffy nose.

“Gabriel, pak… no, if there are any surviving family members or lovers of Orgo, take good care of them. If something happens to them, take care of it.”

I said, mentioning the real name of the tightrope walker. Gabriel nodded quietly.

… … People are complicated. You can’t know them just by looking at their cross-section.

Up until now, I have pretended to know the human mind by looking into it with my own incomparable insight. I need to be humble. There is much more to learn than I know.

I’m in debt again. This time, it’s a debt that was left to me by the debt collectors.

“Your rehabilitation treatment is more effective than I thought. I never thought a gentleman who couldn’t even stand up on his own would recover to the point where he could swing a sword.”

Gabriel said as he watched the hologram image over and over again. Ken acted on his own, albeit imperfectly. He even killed the punk.

I felt like a piece of the puzzle was missing.

“… … It is not the effect of rehabilitation treatment.”

I muttered.

‘Ken Noma was hiding something from us.’

I frowned. Common sense tells me that Ken wouldn’t have recovered to that extent with just one or two rehabilitation treatments. But it’s also true that Ken was in a state of no return.

“Luke, the body of a drug dealer was found nearby. The cause of death was excessive bleeding due to a severed carotid artery. It is likely the work of the same criminal.”

Grace filtered through the miscellaneous reports coming in to the La Vie en Rose gang and said only what was necessary.

My mind worked quickly. New information kept coming in before I could organize anything, so it was hard to come to a conclusion.

Beep.

My terminal rang with a call from Aleph. More information was coming.

-Do, Do-ryun-sama! Come this way, come this way! Hurry, hurry! You little brats! Go and stop them! Stop them! Ken No-ma is coming, coming!

Aleph was screaming at the holographic screen. Before I could say anything, the communication was cut off.

‘Does Ken have a separate group he can command? Or did he storm the arena alone?’

Questions follow one after another. Thinking is enough when you take action.

I called a black-class taxi and headed to the Aleph Arena. Gabriel looked at the price list in the midst of all this chaos and was shocked.