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Chapter 280 Villa and Crime
Chapter 280 Villa and Crime
With the blessing of the gray mist, Klein's divination abilities far surpass those of ordinary extraordinary beings.
Using Daisy's vocabulary book, he quickly identified the mob boss Capin as the suspect.
After capturing one of Kapin's henchmen, Klein was surprised to find that the man was under some kind of mystical restriction, which would immediately be detected by his superiors if he tried to reveal any core secrets related to the kidnapping.
Fortunately, he quickly came up with a clever plan. He used the special nature of the gray mist and the position of the "Black Emperor" card to create a fake spirit substitute, successfully transferring the restrictions on the prisoner.
As a result, he successfully obtained a great deal of information about the Kapin criminal gang.
But the result was beyond his expectations—
The power behind Kapin is terrifyingly large. It's highly likely that he has official backing!
His villa not only houses a large number of weapons strictly controlled by the military, but also has several powerful extraordinary individuals stationed there.
Among them, the extraordinary one known as "Mr. Heras" is the most powerful, at least Sequence 6, and possibly even Sequence 5.
Including the other guards, there are at least four extraordinary individuals in Kapin's villa! This is definitely not a force that an ordinary gang can afford to hire.
What angered Klein even more was that the kidnapped young children were being used as "gifts" to entertain the so-called "guests"!
If the children disobeyed or showed the slightest negligence, they would be cruelly punished by the waiters and maids in the villa.
These servants, witnessing one heinous scene after another, showed no sympathy whatsoever. Instead, they vied with each other to demonstrate their "competence" in an attempt to gain the praise of their masters.
It could be said that everyone in that villa, except for those poor victims, was a murderer.
In the divination imagery, he saw among the guests the obsequious Capin, the haughty Heras, the lower house member Vadra who frequently appeared in the newspapers, and a fat man referred to as the "Deputy Director"—
Although he had been in society for many years, both before and after his time travel, witnessing such blatant evil firsthand still left him deeply disturbed.
"Looks like it's time for the magician to put on a show," Klein said to himself.
"Speaking of which, since I was promoted so long ago, apart from the time I investigated Lorne Disenk, I've never really acted alone before."
"Mr. Horace, there's something of your type among this 'goods'."
In the luxurious living room of the villa, gang leader Kapin was fawning over a middle-aged man with a sinister face and a white wig.
Behind him followed several nearly naked girls whose faces were filled with terror.
He knew that Mr. Horace preferred younger children who were still wild, rather than those who had already been "trained".
As the highest-ranking person in the villa, Horace always has the right to choose the "gift" first.
Of course, the so-called "selection" was just to satisfy his occasional wicked sense of humor. More often than not, Capin would "sensibly" deliver the most suitable "gift" directly to his room.
"Anything Katie, Parker, or Bellis like?" Horace lifted a girl's chin, admiring her forced, ingratiating smile, which was tinged with fear, as if she were an object.
"Everything is ready."
"But—Mr. Bellis has to guard the basement tonight, so his gift" can only be enjoyed tomorrow. Kapin took over the conversation, trembling.
"Very good." Horace's lips curled up slightly, but he quickly suppressed it. Although he didn't like those rude colleagues either, maintaining a good public image was still necessary. In this respect, Capin had always been very sensible, saving him a lot of trouble.
He glanced at Kapin, who was still wearing a smile, and casually reminded him, "You're not the only human trafficker in Backlund. We can support you, and we can support others. Remember that."
His tone was full of undisguised contempt, completely disregarding Kapin. This made Kapin's underlings wish they could disappear into the ground; after all, seeing their boss so servile was not a good thing.
Kapin's expression remained unusually calm, clearly indicating that this wasn't the first time he'd heard these words. There wasn't a trace of anger on his face; he continued with a forced smile, "Yes, yes, I understand, Mr. Horace."
"It's almost dinner time now."
"6
The gifts will be delivered to your rooms promptly after dinner.
"The storm is brewing! Let's toast to a bright future!"
"Cheers to a bright future!"
Right there in the restaurant, as the group raised their glasses and drank merrily, Klein, now dressed in "Black Emperor" skin, silently appeared in a corner of the restaurant in spirit form.
"Let me show you the power of this special anesthetic."
Klein had secretly released the Society's potent anesthetic gas around the area. It wouldn't be long before the gas spread throughout the entire restaurant. He himself, being in a spirit form, was naturally unaffected, but the diners enjoying their meals were a different story.
This anesthetic is specifically designed for combat teams to use in emergency escape situations. According to the instructions, it can knock out not only humans, but even elephants.
"Last time I faced Leonard outdoors, if the environment had been more enclosed, this thing might have been able to turn him into a sleeping beauty—" An inopportune thought flashed through my mind.
"A little sleepy."
Kapin, an ordinary person, was the first to be affected. He felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and when his head drooped, he fainted directly into the plate full of food.
"Clang!"
With a series of clattering sounds as cutlery hit the ground, the surrounding waiters and maids collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
"Someone's up to something!"
"Hold your breath!" Horace commanded sharply.
"Open the door quickly!"
Tsk—Kapin and the others collapsed too quickly, causing the anesthetic to be discovered too early—Klein was not satisfied with this result.
He originally thought he could at least take down one extraordinary individual.
"Looks like we'll have to resort to a hardline approach."
"Bang bang bang!"
"Damn it!" Horace dodged the air bullets in a sorry state, his face full of anger as he looked at the figure that had descended from the sky, wearing majestic black armor and an ancient crown.
Strange, something's not right with the guards here—Lorne hid in the shadows outside the villa, surveying the surroundings.
The security here appears very tight on the surface, with menacing guards patrolling with hunting dogs. However—it lacks the vigilance characteristic of an extraordinary world.
This villa is too obvious and too ostentatious!
Either the people in this villa are extremely arrogant, or they are simply not afraid of a regular search.
Backlund has just gone through a crackdown, so it's unlikely that ordinary wild extraordinary individuals or members of secret organizations would be so ostentatious.
The forces behind Kapin may be somewhat different from what Lorne anticipated.
Just as he was pondering his next move, a restless spiritual reaction emanated from the villa.
"A fight broke out inside."
"Could it be—Sherlock Moriarty?" Lorne's face darkened at first, then lit up with joy. "Never mind, this is a perfect opportunity to rescue people in the chaos!"