Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 98 - Cooperation

Munding just shook his head, “I am just a disciple, not a king. They are also my friends, not my men or allies.”

“To be frank I do not understand the direction of this talk,” said Munding flatly.

Santi looked rather shocked and confused at Munding's reply. An all-too-adult answer for a 2nd-grader of High School who has tremendous influence. Another disciple, would immediately enjoy and use the opportunity he had as much as he could.

Soon Santi stood up and made a very short phone call. Shortly after, he was busy chatting through a message in his chair. Munding only waited quietly for 15 minutes before Santi finally ended his busy life.

“I have obtained permission from the superior. But remember this is the secret of both of us, if it gets leaked, there will be our team coming to you,” threatened Santi while breathing.

Munding only smiled faintly, this time he listened seriously.

“I was actually an undercover cop. I served in the Drug Department but was seconded to the Intel Unit in collaboration with Reskrimsus to form a joint team with the aim of dealing with the drug problem in this school,” said Santi whose style of speech was slightly changed to that of a woman and his impression as a teacher suddenly disappeared.

“I've been undercover for a year to take Bram and MinMaks because they're the strongest gang in Harsa. And during our investigation, we found indications that there was someone who had a strong influence who had been behind Bram's movements.”

“Our main goal is to catch that person. Not Bram and MinMaksnya.”

“This mission is important for our joint team because the children who attend here have parents with extraordinary backgrounds. If until they are controlled from behind the scenes because of the drug abuse case committed by his son, his business will definitely be much more runyam.”

“You must be surprised right?” santi said with a face full of pride after opening her identity and letting Munding digest her explanation just now for a while.

Munding shook his head at the behavior of his Class Guardians who turned one hundred and eighty degrees into a girl who seemed to want to get the praise.

“I admit I was surprised. But not that bad. I actually feel sorry for Miss Santi, if that's your real name,” replied Munding quietly.

“Why?” santi asked with a look of surprise.

“First, you guys are so sloppy. With ease, Mom's boss allowed Mom to open her disguise to others. Mom is completely sure of my identity?”

“Secondly, I know your reckless actions were due to desperation. You've been undercover and working for over a year, but you haven't reached your main goal, and then suddenly Bram's down.”

“If I had refused the invitation of the Mother team, I am sure your operation this time would have been closed and cancelled. All your efforts during this year will be lost in vain, right?”

“Three, why did you guys take so long? It only took me less than two months to catch up to the tail of the Mastermind controlling Bram from behind the scenes. He becomes the liaison between Bram and the Dalang. Our team has already bagged the lead and is now tracking his identity and whereabouts.”

“In addition, if I am just a layman this can see so easily. You should, especially Ms. Santi, who works in the Drug unit, should be much more aware of that.”

“But why Bram was never the target of your hand-catch operation?”

“So great is the influence of Bram's parents? No right?”

“I got a hint about the mastermind behind MinMaks by accident. I admit it. We met during the incident at Citra's house last week.”

“Maybe because he was too confident that he could beat me or even finish me off, he opened his own mouth full of pride. Similar to Bu Santi earlier when introducing himself as an undercover cop,” Munding said with a faint smile.

A smile that looks like a mockery in Santi's eyes.

Seeing the way Munding talks, no one will believe that he has a mental disorder. In addition, Santi also heard Munding mention the word ‘kami’ at the end of his sentence, it means Munding comes from another group that may have more or less the same goals as Santi and his team.

But all of that is still a possibility and nothing is certain. Just like the uncertainty and mistake made by Santi's boss just now to allow himself to open his disguise in front of Munding, which turns out to be far more mysterious than Santi himself.

Now, Santi is like a naked girl standing in front of a bright spotlight, while Munding is like a hunter hiding in the dark. Their team knows absolutely nothing about Munding.

The military? Religious group? *******? Or another biker gang that wants to control Bram's rations?

Santi's body trembled in fear and was a little nervous, quickly grabbing onto a pistol he always carried in his little lady's bag. But he had not yet taken out the gun, Santi heard Munding's words.

“We are not enemies. With or without your team, we're still going after the drug kingpin who masterminded MinMaks. I'm just a field executor, the decision to work together is not in my hands.”

Santi let go of his hand and looked back at Munding's face. The 2nd grade High School boy who now looks very mysterious in Santi's eyes. The village boy who had been considered to have a mediocre background, only an heir to his family's wealth who experienced misfortune and without relatives.

After that, the boy was known to be close to the military, as he lived in the house of Amel, the only daughter of puppet General Broto Suseno. Could he work under the military? There was no way the military would allow their enemies to be that close to their leaders and families, Santi said in his heart.

After Santi was sure of his own conclusion, he took a deep breath and smiled towards Munding, “I'm sure that you work for the military. I will wait for good news from your team.”

Munding smiled and did not give any answer or confirmation. After that, Munding walked out of their homeroom teacher's room relaxed and carefree. When Bu Santi saw the back of the village boy coming out of his room, he again took a deep breath.

It is true said Mas Tukul Arowana, don’t judge the book by its cover.