
Viona was already in the dungeon room, many bodyguards followed her as they were astonished to see her nona coming so suddenly and looking so rushed. Fear of something unwanted happening so they take the initiative themselves.
How surprised they were to see, Bora's condition. Yesterday he looked fine. Why was his face now filled with blood.
Viona took the Key, and opened the lock, and had to use her fingerprint if she wanted the door to be wide open. "Uncle do you still hear me?" viona asked after she was near Bora.
Bora tried to open her eyes, she looked at Viona then shook her head while pointing at the door. Which indicates if Bora asks him not to come closer, and get out of it.
Viona took out a bottle containing juice. He doesn't know, it's gonna work or it won't. Because it's too late if he has to do the opration to get the chip out. "You must endure Uncle! You can't die before you explain everything to me!"
Bora shook her head again, there was no time anymore. But she opened her mouth as Viona gave the juice, whether she was thirsty or how, she drank it without hesitation.
"Aaaaaargh, Aaaaaargh" Bora felt double the pain. Then he was unconscious.
Viona was feeling anxious. He touched the pulse through Bora's hand and still felt a slight throbbing. "Can I do it? it's been a long time since I've doubted!" viona.
He was very sure, the chip was planted in Bora's head. Because the organs of the body are the most severely injured. "I'll do it."
Viona asks the bodyguards to move Bora inside the available room, she will do it herself.
Viona prepared all her tools, then cleaned the dried blood on Bora's face. And cut all her hair to bald. To make it easier to know where the chip is.
Viona saw two stitches on the head. "Gosh, that guy put up two chips, which means all this time he could hear whatever Uncle said.
Viona had already started, bringing her scalpel closer together, her hands trembling slightly. The knife is placed on the scalp and.
"Aaaaaargh," Bora suddenly shouted, as she felt pain again.
Viona was a little surprised, even though she had not done anything, and Bora had already felt the pain again. He was even more surprised when he saw the blood flowing back in the former section of the stitch.
Viona took a rag and cleaned it, suddenly she saw a small long-shaped object coming out of Bora's head, she rubbed her eyes over and over to make sure of it.
"What's going on? Why did the chip come out on its own? Is it because of the fruit juice? It's amazing, so I don't have to tear it up, just sew it up."
"Aaaaaargh," once again Bora shouted. Viona did exactly what she did.
At the place where Mira and Sisil even argue, who the owner of the vote. "I can't say it's your Papah, many people have a similar voice."
Sisil was actually also a little hesitant, but his heart said Yes, if that voice was the voice of the Papah, his biological father. "Huff yes ma, if true! What the hell is he doing here? Vionakan didn't know him.
Nightfall, Viona was currently inside her dimension room. He needed calm, to deduce all the evidence he could. "Uncle was only used as a scapegoat, he was under pressure named King. I don't know what has happened in the past, which has caused major problems so far.
"May uncle come to his senses quickly, so that he can explain everything. He's not the cause of trouble, but there are more experts. Hopefully he is the last, not least the next ringleader.
Because Bora was unconscious, Viona asked the guards to take her to the Hospital, for examination and treatment. He no longer gave me that juice. Let his uncle recover through the medical team. And don't forget to tell her, not to tell her other family.
Viona also wanted to create a Mutant that was similar to her uncle. To go to the wolf's headquarters. So that the person does not suspect and look for the whereabouts of his Uncle.
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Sadow ventured to ask "Master King! What the hell's going on? Why are you so angry like this?"
"See that! Suddenly it can't be reached!" reply, while showing the computer screen.
Sadow road approached, fortunately he understood a little what the writings on the computer meant. "Not only Lord King can break the connection? Besides the chip was ejected."
"Yes, you're right Sadow, but who took out the Chip, I didn't hear him speak anything. Even if it takes a long time to be released. But what, the connection disappeared in just a few seconds."
"Emm, or is there something else, could make the connection cut off?" ask Sadow.
"When he dies!" reply brief.
"Whataa? Die. So right now maybe he's dead!" sadow was surprised.
"He's not dead, the chip will explode if he dies. But right now the chip is still there, and it's still the same position, where Bora is."
"Maybe something happened there King! We don't know how great the girl is, lest she have a wider knowledge than King!"
"Are you trying to tell me I'm stupid?" ask her with a firm voice.
"No sir, I dare not. It's just a parable. The proof was that the woman suddenly became strong after she came out of the house. And all this time Bora's been very hard to find."
Mr. King confirmed Sadow's remarks. "Hmm your ucpan is a little reasonable, so for now don't do anything, that woman we can't underestimate anymore."
Sadow rubbed the drug off, because Mr. King did not go on a rampage, "Emm Sir, I beg you to let my brother and his son go."
"Sadow! Do you want to break the rules? Salah ya remain wrong, who told him to dare eavesdrop on my conversation, just accept the consequences. Release him after a month!"
Sadow could not say anything more, rather than Lord King rampaging, mending him in obedience. "Both Pour King."
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Viona had already finished making a Mutant that was very similar to her uncle. But these mutants are bonyok versions, many wounds on the face and other parts of the body. To make it even more real, he put the chip back exactly the same on the head of Bora. But it hurts just an ant bite.
Viona smiled at the results of her work. "Perfects. Your current name is Bora!" viona.
Viona explained everything the Mutant had to do, and also told the names of anyone she would meet.
"Uncle! if you feel pain, yell as if Uncle felt pain in the thousand daggers."
"Well, miss, I understand"