Original Code: ANGEL K05

118. Who Are You Old Man?

"You—"

That guy didn't finish his sentence. Seeing Doctor Dorjan looking down, he knew Ammo's words were true. So he has no power in front of the property owner.

"alright. Let's sit down first. Let me tell you about myself and why I'm here!" he said with a softened voice.

Ammo sat on the sofa as a tribute. Then he took himself a chair from the dining room, to himself sit down. Doctor Dorjan took another chair and sat there. Nick and his friend stood and watched on vigilantly.

"Say!" emphatically Ammo with eyes that highlight sharply.

"I know Dorjan's father. I had health problems and chose to be treated here, to be calmer" he said.

"What is she sick?" This question is clearly directed at Doctor Dorjan.

"Diabetes complications, hypertension and chronic kidney failure" replied Dr. Dorjan.

"I think you chose this place, not just to be cared for quietly, right!" accuse Ammo.

"You can start looking for another hospital. Clear this place tomorrow!" break up Ammo firmly. He stood up and walked to the door.

The person was shocked and turned to Doctor Dorjan. His eyes signal. But the doctor didn't want to argue with Ammo. So that meaningful gaze only hit a solid wall.

'Tell me how much I have to pay so I can stay cared for here!" said the old man.

"I don't need your money!" cynical Ammo. He had already stepped on the path, followed by two bodyguards and Doctor Dorjan.

"Please! Don't do that! If my master gets out of here, he'll die!" the black-clothed bodyguard chased after Ammo and pleaded.

"Your master doesn't seem to need help. He's not an honest man!" Ammo quickly left the place.

The guard looked at his master who was sitting on a wooden chair while staring blankly at the dark courtyard.

"Sir, you better be honest with her!" persuade the bodyguard.

"Done my things. We're leaving tonight. Hope the scouts are off guard," he said flatly.

"Sir...." The black-clothed bodyguard looked towards the old man with a look of pity.

"How about we just go home?" the bodyguard's advice.

"I have to find them first, before I die!" he said with determination.

"But you don't even know where to start looking!" deny bodyguard.

"I'll find them!" sahutnya. "Help me with my things!" his orders.

The bodyguard in black uniform immediately took out a bag and suitcase. He tidied up the books in the study. A shabby photo album separated him, to be placed with his master's handbag.

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"Fired the two medical workers who did the electrocution!" ammo Command.

"Good!" Doctor Dorjan nodded.

Ammo entered her car with two bodyguards and a driver. Their car soon slid through the night.

As soon as the gate was locked, Doctor Dorjan walked quickly towards the house in the middle of the garden.

"Have you got the hospital?" he asked because he saw the bodyguard busy putting everything in a big bag and suitcase.

The old man was opening a shabby album on the workbench. His look was sad and sad.

"You're even being chased, forget about them. Maybe their lives are better now" Dr Dorjan said.

"Now tell me, where are you going?" insist again. The old man did not answer.

"I'm sorry for my carelessness. I fired that rude medic. But you accepted the effects of his anger. He is not usually angry. But the patient was his friend. The woman was furious this afternoon. He immediately reported the incident, even before I knew it," he regretted.

"If it's just a hiding place, I'm sure you can find it. You should wash your blood twice a week! Where will you hide besides the hospital?" Doctor Dorjan is obviously very worried.

"There's still two days left on my dialysis schedule. If I don't find a suitable hospital, then I'll go back to your clinic, and leave afterwards. That young man didn't forbid me from getting treatment at your clinic!" said soothing.

But Doctor Dorjan knows that those are just words. Doing so is not as easy as going to a side park.

"No! Just look. You just move into my residence. Despite the lack of privacy, but you're still here and close to the medics." Doctor Dorjan proposed another option.

"Later that man will be angry with you. No. gabe. I've been troubling you enough!" reject it.

"Sir, accept the offer first. While we find a better hiding place. Don't rush off like this is dangerous!" persuade guards.

"Don't you still want to meet your two daughters!"

His bodyguard's persuasion this time hit the old man's heart. He took a deep breath. His eyelids blinked a few times. Then his gaze turned to Doctor Dorjan.

"If he ends up getting angry with your decision, how?" The old man wanted to know the readiness of Doctor Dorjan to accept the risk.

"He just asked you to get out of here. So ... There is no harm if I move my patient's ward" said Dr. Dorjan.

"alright. Until we find a suitable place, I might still trouble you" the old man nodded.

"Well, so much better. I'll clean up the stuff. Master can rest for a moment." the bodyguard opened the room door for him to rest.

Doctor Dorjan checked his health for a moment. "Move it tomorrow morning. You really need a break" she suggested.

"All right! Thank you," nodded the old man from his bed.

Doctor Dorjan came out and closed the door.

"I'll go back and clean up the room for her!" pity before leaving.

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In his study, Ammo checked out the old man he had met at the vineyard. But he didn't find any data.

"Why didn't I ask her name!" thought upset.

"Dorjan knows him where? Was it because of his parents? He looked respectful towards the old man!"

Ammo continued muttering and thinking about various things. He suspected the man, but did not have enough evidence.

Despite realizing that the electrocution insudent was not the old man's fault, Ammo's instinct warned him that the man was not an ordinary person. He did not want his vineyard to be a riot arena for various parties he did not know.

"Are you a secret agent of a country? Or the fugitive mafia? Or the higher-ups of a country at large who are at large?"

Ammo kept guessing while playing the computer keyboard. He's looking for the man from a list of fugitives from different countries. But until an hour passed, he found no results.

"There's no way he doesn't have basic data anywhere. Even a country leader has publicly accessible data. Only the well-known secret agents have their data hidden!" his inner.

"Then, which state secret agent are you?" Ammo tapped on the table with her fingers a sign of thinking hard.

"Ah, Ana has a copy of the data that I haven't opened yet!" Ammo was looking around in her desk drawer.

Phone's vibrating. He read the incoming message from Lindsay.

...WHAT AN IMPRESSIVE HOLIDAY. HOME SOON. WANT SOUVENIRS?...

Ammo replied to a message.

...THE EXTRAORDINARY....

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