Sha Qing

Chapter 57: Undercover (2)

What are the identities of these victims? How did they get imprisoned? Who is the murderer? Is there anyone behind the scenes? Where is the crime scene?

A lot of questions came into his mind, and he pressed the huge anger building inside him into the bottom of his heart: He needed a keen mind and a cool head rather than those emotions that won't help him in anyway.

Leo looked at the dark-skinned old man sitting in the head seat and made three concise and comprehensible suggestions: "First, we have to know where the film got intercepted, and whether the suspect can provide relevant clues. Second, scan the victims' faces in the video and investigate whether there are related missing person records. Third, analyze the breed of dog and the type of gun those hunters used and see if we can find out anything from that."

Gaudí approvingly tapped his fingertips on the tabletop, "A very effective proposal. In fact, after we got the film three months ago and some agents were immediately selected to form a task force to start the investigation. I was going to call you up, Leo, but you've got enough cases on your hands at that time, and it wasn't appropriate to hand those over to anyone. ...... Anyway, in short, our eyes have reported something and we already have some suspicions, but-"

He paused briefly then continued: "This person's identity is quite special. His father is the Duke of Yavre, from United Kingdom. When the hereditary nobility and titles were widely abolished in England in 2007, although the Duke of Yavre was among them and his eldest son is no longer able to inherit the title of Duke, the power of several hundred years of tradition is much stronger than we thought- the Duke's eldest son is still privileged in many ways under the support of his vast wealth, which made our investigation difficult, especially since it involves the diplomacy of two countries and international public opinion ......"

"Are we just going to walk away and let our citizens get slaughtered indiscriminately?" One agent said indignantly.

Gaudí gestured to him to calm down "Of course not. Even if he's the Duke himself, we don't care what he does to other people, but as long as it involves American citizens, we can't let him get his hands on any of them! What we need now is conclusive evidence, and as soon as we get enough proof, we will arrest him."

"Conclusive...to what extent?" Another agent asked with a displeased expression. He was wondering if there was any need to be so cautious: Raiding and arresting people by getting evidence, isn't that what we do best?

"To the extent where the British side would be rendered speechless." Gaudi said.

Everyone was silent.

The old Black man threw another bomb again, "I need an undercover agent. I can't leave this to the task force in case of leaks, so I'd like to pick from one of you."

The five agents couldn't help but look at each other without uttering a word, including Leo.

Gaudi glanced at his 'trusted general' expecting him to be the first to volunteer automatically just as he had done countless times before.

......What is it? Gaudi asked with his eyes seeing that the man didn't do as expected.

The dark-haired agent had a worried and complicated look on his face: Can I talk about it alone? He asked silently.

After receiving the message, Gaudi nodded, "Leo, come out with me, the others can leave first."

Upon arriving at the next room, the old man immediately asked in an unusually kind manner, "Let's talk. Tell me what's wrong."

Leo paused and after making up his mind, he brought out a page from his notebook and handed it to his superior: "Look, it's all in this report."

Gaudi took the paper and read it carefully. A mixture of subtle surprise, gratification, and disapproval, showed on his face . Finally, his mouth formed a strange smile. "-and then?"

"Then what?" Leo was genuinely puzzled by what the other person meant as he continued "...then it's just a matter of waiting for the Bureau's punishment, I guess." He said sadly, "After all, it was a serious manslaughter of hostages incident and falsifying evidence to hide it for five years ...... Maybe I'll get a dismissal, or worse ......"

"If I were you, since I kept it hidden for so long, then I'd just continue hiding it until the end and take this secret to the grave."

"I had intended to do so, but my conscience would not allow it, and besides, Debbie would disagree. I think this is the only way to let her soul completely rest in peace."

Gaudi smiled and sighed as he folded the report paper and put it in his pocket, "I'll submit this report in accordance to your wishes, but don't expect too much about the dismissal. There is a shortage of elites in the bureau, so the big guys won't let you go to live a leisurely life. At best, you'll get demoted or be subjected into a disciplinary action -Oh, no, don't give that "that's not fair" look. Leo, people may be equal in their right to live, but you can't expect the Bureau to value the life of a five-year-old girl over a carefully groomed 'backbone' agent ."

He patted Leo on the shoulder, interrupting the latter's impending retort, and said in an earnest tone of someone who had overcame countless battles, "You're still too young, son. You'll only be able see through some things naturally after a few more years of polishing in this society."

Leo stood blankly, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Before leaving, Gaudí turned around and said: "If you feel bad about it, just accept this task. Think about those people in the video and how many more innocent people will follow in their footsteps. We can't save the dead, but we can at least do our part for the living, right?"

"If you'll still trust me, I'll take this mission." The dark-haired agent resolutely said.

"Of course, I have no doubts about your loyalty to this profession. But before that, you will need a special training."

"Training about?"

"About how to be a rich man."

"Isn't that simple? Just give me a bank account with 100 million dollars - or billion dollars? I don't mind."

Gaudi laughed, "Oh, it's not that simple, lad. It's not just the money you're missing; it's also the temperament-the kind of upper-class temperament that squanders money and treats people like dirt."

"Can you describe it in detail?"

"Uh, things like 'careless arrogance', 'innate superiority'? Unfortunately, I am not one of them, so I don't know much. However, an etiquette expert and a psychology teacher were invited to the bureau to give you this training. "

Leo shrugged helplessly, "It sounds boring enough. Anyway, it's about believing that the earth revolves around me."

"Point well taken." Gaudi was pleased with his quick uptake, "In addition, we will arrange a contact person for you who will help you get inside the target's small circle ......"They talked in a low voice as they walked out of the room.

.
.
.

Garcia, no- undercover federal agent Leo had successfully entered the Luna Club, but he was still on a considerable distance from his intended goal: He must get close to the club's founder and leader, the youngYavre, and get enough evidence to convict him and expose the truth about the events that took place on this jungle island.

He had made ample preparations for this, but what he never expected was for that guy to show up unexpectedly and mess up his whole plan, throwing the situation out of control.