Chapter 75: Never Makes Empty Promises
“Wow, this gun looks so realistic,” Scotch, drunk and squinting, reached out to take the gun from RV’s hand. “Let me play with it, hey… ah!! It hurts!”
Scotch felt the world spin. When he came to his senses, he found that he had been pinned to the ground by RV. His face was pressed against the cold tiled floor, his nose bone pressing against the ground, making it difficult to breathe.
“I’m not joking with you,” RV knelt on Scotch’s back, took out the silver handcuffs from his pocket, and cuffed Scotch’s hands behind his back.
“Are you crazy?” Scotch shouted. He was completely sober now. “Let me go, or I’ll sue you!”
“Sue me all you want,” RV took out his work ID and waved it in Scotch’s face. “I’m an interstellar police officer, Scotch. You’re under arrest for suspected illegal trading of cryptocurrency and illegal money laundering.”
Scotch was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at RV angrily, “These are all false accusations. I won’t say anything until my lawyer arrives.”
“Say whatever you want, sir,” RV said coldly. Anyway, they didn’t need Scotch to confess his crimes now. They just needed his facial information.
RV pulled Scotch up from the ground, grabbed his arm, and led him through the screen into the living room.
“You rude fellow, I’ll have my lawyer sue you for assault,” Scotch said angrily.
“Sit down,” RV, unconcerned by Scotch’s curses, ruthlessly pressed him into a chair and tied him tightly to it with a rope.
“You bastard, I’ll never let you go!” Scotch cursed and struggled like an eel, but it was useless. He rolled his cloudy eyes and suddenly saw a familiar person.
Scotch’s eyes widened, “Claire?”
Claire gave Scotch a big eye roll, put on an “I don’t know him” expression, and sat on the sofa, continuing to flip through a fashion magazine.
Since Claire was here, then Romeo should also be here. Scotch rolled his eyes and sure enough, he saw Romeo leaning against the armrest of the sofa, drinking sparkling water.
“Pfft, pfft.”
When RV had tied him up and gone to the dining room to talk to Wen En and Della about work, Scotch made a sound like a fly, trying to attract the attention of Romeo and Claire again.
Only then did Romeo raise his eyelids and give him a cold glance.
“Romeo, Claire, it’s me, Scotch,” Scotch said in a low voice. “I’ll give you six figures. Get me out of here.”
Romeo didn’t look very interested.
“Seven figures, seven figures,” Scotch held back the pain in his heart and said.
“Hmmm, let me think,” Romeo tilted his head and thought for a moment. “Forget it, the risk is too high.”
Scotch was about to collapse. These two damn shrewd profiteers, how much money were they trying to get out of him?
But he still compromised, “I’ll give you however much you want.”
“Oh.”
Romeo was finally a little interested. He lowered his head and whispered to Claire.
“That’s right, let’s do it,” Claire and Romeo hit it off.
“What do you mean, what should we do? Have you figured out how to get me out?” Scotch said quickly.
“That’s right, but first, you have to cooperate with me,” Romeo crossed his legs and looked at him.
He doesn’t look very reliable, but Scotch could only turn to anyone in a panic. “I will definitely cooperate with you fully. What should I do?”
“First,” Romeo’s body leaned forward, his two arms on his legs, his ten fingers clasped together, looking very serious. “You first tell me the account number and password of your bank card.”
Scotch: “???”
“Now?” Scotch was not a fool. He immediately sensed that Romeo was definitely setting a trap for him, so he chose a compromise, “I can pay you a 50% deposit first. After I escape, I’ll transfer the other 50% to you.”
“That won’t work,” Romeo sat on the sofa, leaning against the back. “To be honest, my situation is similar to yours, Claire’s and mine. Of course, a little freer than you. And our assets have been frozen, so even if you want to transfer all the money to me now, we won’t be able to receive it.”
“No, are you playing me?” Scotch laughed in anger.
“But,” Romeo’s tone changed, “as you can see, we can at least move freely, so it’s theoretically not a big problem to get you out.”
“It depends on your sincerity,” Romeo smiled slightly and said, “If your sincerity is enough, we can naturally take this risk.”
“…”
Scotch looked at the two scheming profiteers through gritted teeth.
“You can think about it slowly,” Claire said. “Anyway, we have a lot of time, but you, not necessarily.”
Claire was right. Scotch really couldn’t afford to waste that time. After all, he was going to transfer to another planet in a few days. He just wanted to party all night for a few days, but he didn’t expect to be caught by the interstellar police.
“Alright, alright,” Scotch reluctantly compromised again. “My bank account number is XXXX, and the password is YYYY. Are you satisfied now? When can I leave here?”
He deliberately spoke very quickly and vaguely, just to get back at the two crooked dealers. Unfortunately, for Romeo and Claire, who had been in the business for many years, were experienced, and had a sharp mind and a photographic memory, this had no effect at all.
“Thank you,” Romeo’s lips twitched in a triumphant smile. “But,” he suddenly changed the subject again, making Scotch’s heart panic.
“But what? Hurry up and say it,” Scotch really wanted to curse, but he was afraid that his curses would attract RV or someone else.
“I can’t guarantee 100% success,” Romeo said.
“What? Are you playing me?” Scotch almost vomited blood from anger. Even if he was playing him, couldn’t he pretend to be a little more serious? At least that would make him feel a little better.
“I’m not playing you at all, Mr. Scotch,” Romeo said with a solemn oath. “It’s just that I need to find the right time to get you out. Do you want me to risk my life and fight with these dangerous agents for you?”
“You took my money, of course you have to risk your life for me!” Scotch said angrily.
“If I die for you, you might not even be able to escape. Wouldn’t my life be wasted?” Romeo pointed to his temple and said, “We can only outsmart them, understand? If we can use our brains, we shouldn’t use our fists.”
The corner of Scotch’s mouth twitched. When this damn bastard was being sophistical, he could always say something. And that was not all. The main thing was that Scotch felt that what this person said was really a little reasonable.
Romeo said with a seemingly helpless expression, “Sigh, I’ve said so much, why don’t you understand? You should think about it carefully.” With that, he leisurely sat on the sofa, as if to say, “I don’t care about your life or death at all.”
Scotch quickly made a decision. He lowered his head, as if he had made a humiliating choice. “Alright, remember what you said,” Scotch repeated to Romeo, “You must let me out, understand? Let me out.”
This operation was a cooperation with the officials of Planet T27. T27 was responsible for providing technical support. For convenience, Wen En and the others had not brought any high-tech equipment from the headquarters.
“So, where are our tools?” Wen En looked around. He was sitting in the center of the dining room, directly opposite the open kitchen. Apart from the gold-plated vases and the cluttered ceramic dishes on the counter and table, he didn’t see anything else.
“The email Tara sent me seems to have an instruction manual. Let me see… it seems to be this button,” RV said, walking to the oven in the kitchen and pressing the roasted turkey icon on the operation screen.
Then, the black door of the oven suddenly opened, and a strange blue light came from inside. A light blue adult head and shoulder model moved out of the oven.
“…It looks so strange,” Della said.
“This is a machine for making electronic simulation masks,” RV said. “Wen En, you bring Scotch over.”
Wen En nodded. But just as he walked to the living room, he saw Romeo, Claire, and Scotch gathered together, plotting something.
A little interesting. Wen En approached without a sound and stood not far behind them, like a ghost, silently watching it all.
Their voices were not loud, and Wen En couldn’t hear their conversation from his distance. However, Wen En could read lips, which didn’t stop him from monitoring it all.
The first to discover Wen En was Claire. Claire inadvertently looked up and saw Wen En standing not far away. Wen En clearly saw her cunning and somewhat triumphant smile freeze on her face, and her pupils even trembled a few times. Then she flicked the hair by her ear, pretended not to know anything, leaned against the sofa, and looked at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
Romeo was completely unaware of this and was still babbling away to Scotch. Scotch was so engrossed in being fooled by Romeo, and with the numbness of the alcohol, he also did not notice Wen En.
It was not until he had finished his empty promises that Romeo stood up with satisfaction, ready to get another bottle of iced sparkling water.
The moment he turned around, he saw Wen En standing not far behind him.
Then, Romeo screamed, “Ah—”
Wen En: …
A little exaggerated.
“Are you trying to scare me to death, Wen En?!” Romeo clutched his chest, almost unable to breathe. He often had a racing heart for Wen En, but this time was more intense than any other.
The corner of Wen En’s mouth twitched. He walked up to Romeo, patted his shoulder, and said, “I can only give you an ancient Eastern proverb: ‘If you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear’.”
What does that mean?! The hair on Romeo’s arm stood on end. Wen En, did Wen En hear his secret plan with Scotch just now?! Wen En didn’t dare to think about it. He wanted to test Wen En to see if he knew anything, but when he opened his mouth, he could only utter some stuttering, meaningless words.
Fortunately, Wen En’s attention did not linger on Romeo for long.
Wen En walked around Romeo, came to Scotch, and smiled slightly at him, “Please come with me, Mr. Scotch.”
“I refuse!” Scotch protested. “I said, I won’t go anywhere with you until my lawyer arrives.”
“It’s just a trip to the kitchen,” Wen En said, grabbing the gold-plated chair that was tightly bound to Scotch and dragging him to the kitchen.
“Let go, hey, let me go! Your name is Wen En, right?! Wen En, you son of a bitch! Go to hell!” Scotch cursed filthily, but Wen En couldn’t be bothered.
Until he dragged Scotch to the oven in the kitchen and looked at the life-sized adult head and shoulder model, Scotch felt a chill in his heart. “What are you doing?”
“Let me see how to start this device,” RV looked at the instruction manual Tara had sent him. “Oh, here it is. Long press the roasted fish icon for five seconds.”
“Wait, I confess, I’ll tell you everything!” Scotch panicked. What roasted fish? Are these evil people going to stuff him into the oven and roast him like a fish? This human-shaped model, could it be the remains of the last person who was roasted? Recalling Romeo’s scream just now, Scotch’s heart became even more panicked.
When a person is extremely nervous, they will have hallucinations, and Scotch was no exception.
“Alright, I’ve started it,” RV said.
This sentence seemed to have activated the switch of the hallucination. Scotch swallowed. In a daze, he saw the human head model open its mouth. “I’m going to kill you, Scotch,” Scotch heard the model say to him.
A camera extended from the human head model’s mouth. But in Scotch’s eyes, this camera was like Medusa’s hair, a venomous cobra that was about to petrify him.
“Ah—”
He let out a terrified scream. Just then, a white flash came from the camera.
“Can you not be so exaggerated!” Wen En, on the side, said irritably.
The camera, which had finished recording the image information, retracted, and the head model mechanically closed its mouth. Soon, the blue light in the oven increased in power, and a human-like image with a distorted nose and mouth and a terrified expression was generated on the head model.
Wen En: …
Della and RV were also silent. First, it was really ugly. Second, and more importantly, they couldn’t go on a mission with this inhuman electronic ID. RV double-clicked the roasted fish icon, deleted the production data, and the human model returned to its original appearance.
But Scotch did not stop. Instead, he screamed even more. Wen En couldn’t take it anymore. He wanted to tell Scotch to shut up, but he didn’t expect Scotch to suddenly say something that shocked everyone:
“I didn’t kill him, I didn’t kill him!” Scotch’s snot and tears flew, and he said in pain, “I was drunk that day, and he was also drunk. Before we had sex, he took a small pill that my brother brought. When I woke up, I saw that his eyes and nose were bleeding, and he was lying on the bed with his mouth open. I was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so my brother and I threw him into the deep forest and buried him. But seriously, I didn’t kill him!”
Scotch seemed to have broken down, constantly repeating a name.
This confused the others. “What on earth is going on?” RV said.
“I’ll check,” Della took her computer and checked the name that Scotch was muttering. She soon found some information. “This is the name of the missing person in an Omega missing person case from three years ago,” Della said. “Wow, congratulations, Scotch. You were originally only going to be in prison for five years for illegal cryptocurrency trading and fraud. Now you might be upgraded to life imprisonment.”
Romeo and Claire, who had come over to watch because of the commotion, and the four Omegas, also had their mouths wide open.
“No, I said I didn’t kill him…” Scotch became even more agitated. Snot and tears flew everywhere. “Listen to my explanation. I want to find a lawyer. Where is my lawyer? Sob, sob, sob…”
“Don’t worry, we’ll hand this case over to other colleagues. You probably won’t be in prison for a few days,” Wen En tried to calm Scotch down. “Do you feel a little better?”
“You idiot, is that how you comfort someone?” Scotch immediately stopped crying and cursed at Wen En.
Now. Wen En pinched Scotch’s neck, forced him to turn his head to face the human model, and then RV quickly pressed the roasted fish icon. The human head and shoulder model once again spat out the camera, and a flash of light recorded Scotch’s facial scan information.
Scotch’s face appeared on the human head model again. This time, the facial features of the human model with Scotch’s face looked much more relaxed and normal.
“You!” Scotch was angry again.
“This time it’s not bad,” Wen En commented. “Just a few more parameter adjustments and it will be about right.”
“Understood,” Della nodded and modified some of the parameter values. Soon, Scotch’s electronic ID looked almost no different from the real person.
Della clicked confirm and save. The electronic disguise on the human model instantly disappeared, and a round patch popped out from the back of the human model’s head.
Wen En took the patch, stuck it on his neck. The patch emitted a blue light, which soon covered Wen En’s entire face. Wen En thus became the appearance of Scotch.
Wen En patted Scotch’s shoulder and, under Scotch’s astonished gaze, said, “It’s fine. I’ll have another Scotch come down to accompany you soon.”
