
Detective Carl just kept quiet to see Alex talk.
Must be Octo. He really looks like Richard Viedra.
He just looked and watched the man.
“This cannot be called too late because the event will still start 40 minutes from now,”.
Octo only reviews a thin grin when responding to it. It is his habit to talk about time.
Although the man was a criminal, but since childhood he had been educated by his father was very disciplined in time. It was deliberately done by Jeremy Viedra, Octo's father to train him to be a leader or as the heir to his business. Who knows if Octo ends up being this criminal now?
Octo glanced at someone who had been staring at him.
Who her? octo looked at Detective Carl, a man who looked foreign to him.
“He's Carl, a transfer prisoner from across town. Just got free last month. He came to me and wanted to join our group.” Alex hurriedly explained before Octo asked.
“Carl?” firmly Octo. He remembers yesterday the security assignment at his mansion told was a guest named Carl came looking for him to make an appointment. Didn't expect to see you here now.
Octo reviews the thin smile then walks over to Detective Carl.
“Why do you want to join our group?”
“Do I have to tell you why? I'm just interested in this group,” Detective Carl said.
Unexpectedly, the answer from Detective Carl instead makes Octo interested in him. To him the man looked different especially from his secretive eyes, making him curious.
“You have to pass the test he wants to join this group.”
“Tes?” Detective Carl sneered at hearing it. How funny!
To become a member of this stupid group he had to take the test? Make what? This is just a playful mission for him.
He was closer to Octo. At first he touched the man's shoulder but then the next second his hand immediately targeted Octo's neck and grabbed him.
“What stupid test are you going to give me? Who do you think you are?”
Detective Carl brought his face closer, his eyes changed when he remembered the condition of Leo who was lying in the hospital due to Octo's actions.
If only he could not remember what his mission was, he might have strangled the man to death.
“Carl Release him!” Alex who sees it soon approaches and pulls Detective Carl.
Huh! Octo is not upset or how the guy instead reviews the often thin on Detective Carl's actions.
“Yes, you passed the test.”
Detective Carl raised both eyebrows. What a stupid remark Octo just made to her.
He's a nutcase.
You're attractive, Carl, inner Octo.
“I don't care about your stupid test. Escape or not I'll remain a member of this,” circus Detective Carl.
The crowd outside invited the other 5 people who were inside the forest out to take a look.
“I thought a police agent was coming. You guys are really noisy here. What's up?” said a man.
He must be Paul, the recidivist car specialist, inner Detective Carl guessed.
Previously he saw a list of names and profile photos of 6 prisoners who participated in the college event this time.
“Oh, there is a new one here apparently.”
He must be Zack, the bank's mastermind, Detective Carl's mind knows the man.
“Hey, who did you bring Alex?” ask another man.
The tattooed man on the left cheek stared intently at Detective Carl.
“You must be Clamen, prisoner number 1437,” Detective Carl said.
“Oh, I'm glad you know me. But, have we met before?” Clamen asked back. He sure never saw Detective Carl before.
“He Carl. If you want to talk later inside. We have not prepared all the other tools for hunting.” Alex suddenly cut their conversation. Because it looks like it will be long if it is not cut.
The seven men then walked in tandem into the hunting area.
From behind Alex looks at Detective Carl's back.
Who will be arrested this time?