Chapter 737: Tracking down with clues
Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation
Inside the headquarters of this black market, a plump black female placed her hands by her hips as she shouted loudly. It was as though she wouldn't hesitate to swing her butcher's knife at any lowly worker who slackened off....
Clearly, her shouts were rather effective. Whenever a name was exposed, that individual would tremble as if he had just been whipped and increase his work efficiency by a third.
Zi marched towards the plump black female and whispered several words. That woman then strode over before incisively sizing up the trio.
"Which report ya purchasing? We don't do military, government and police."
Sheyan chuckled in response.
"According to online information, there are over ten thousand employees in the Sandro TeraTech company, and the turnover rate is definitely high. What I want, is intelligence on high rankers who recently left the company the previous half of the year."
The plumpy black female nodded while contemplating.
"Fifty grand."
Sheyan then added.
"I hope to obtain it within an hour."
The plump black female frowned and hatefully glared at Sheyan.
"I detest brats who cross the line."
Although she said that, she turn towards a console by her side before retrieving an intercom. While speaking, her expression changed from intimidation to threatening and eventually slamming a chopper down onto the chopping board. After that loud smack, the opposing party on the intercom was finally persuaded.
The plump black female then strolled back and swept a glance at Sheyan. She then flicked her left hand while saying.
"Two hours, fifty grand."
Sheyan laughed and replied.
"Fine, not a problem. Oh, don't you misunderstand, I too, am just an employee. The lady there is my financial backer, get the cash from her."
Following that, Zi directly fished out a dinocrystal to settle the bill. The gang of four was then invited to the side for a rest.
At this point, Sheyan suddenly recalled something.
"Zi, can that nose-ring Finarsih still track you?"
Zi nodded.
"Yes."
Sheyan creased his brows and said.
"There will be slight problem then."
Instead, Zi revealed a crafty glint in her eyes. After a brief while, she slowly uttered.
"Finarsih just expended much MP to initiate the 'Arbitrary Door'. The backlash he received is directly to his HP and spirit, and can only heal up after returning to the realm. Therefore, though theoretically I can be tracked down, he doesn't possess the ability to do so for now."
Sheyan pondered before continuing.
"So, you're now temporarily free from the fetters of the Glory Party. However, this is merely for now."
While puffing his cigar, Brother Black asked curiously.
"Why do you say so?"
Sheyan smiled and answered.
"Ah, because you've forgotten one person.....Sable who turned to Zeus! Clearly, Sable has probably received the same main mission as Zi at the start. Under the coercion of harsh penalties, he will inevitably strive to accomplish this mission. Therefore, the Glory Party may still be able to infer out Zi's objective. Hence, we still must proceed with caution."
After an hour and a half of waiting, the plump black female received a namelist from the intercom, which detailed the private information of the men Sheyan requested for. It even contained their contact numbers and addresses.
Actually, obtaining all these on the net wasn't excessively hard as well, however, Zi only had 48 hours to complete this mission. Moreover, nearly 12 hours had passed and they couldn't be stingy over wasting time.
While observing the gang of four walking into the elevator and the elevator rising slowly, a strange sinister smile invaded the plumpy black woman's face. She then pulled out a number.
"Hello, Please connect me with Mister Williams. Code number 'AC981'."
"Mister Williams, someone just purchased information pertaining to your company, perhaps you may have an interest in this?"
"How much? Of course, a fixed price which floats up the previous transaction by 30%. It's fine if you aren't interested."
"Hello, fine then, the valuation is rather low and we aren't making profits anymore. Those individuals who purchased the information are…..their features are...oh? You want a picture, that will cost an additional eight grand to develop..."
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After Sheyan and gang left the BBQ restaurant, they attempted to 'identify the fine horse' with the information gathered.
They first visited two places, where they paved their way using money. Mentioning that they were headhunters from a mystery company, they wished to rope Hammond into their company; thus, they didn't incite suspicions in their interactions.
In the end, the two individual they met supplied some news. Alas, they were either incongruous information or news that Sheyan already knew.
Still, the second person managed to offer a crucial lead. Two months ago, the Sando TeraTech company laid off a young person, Yasuda, who seemed to understand Hammond quite well.
Due to his exceptional talents, Hammond recognized Yasuda's work dearly where Yasuda eventually became his secretary. If not for his bad gambling habits and incurring heaps of debts, thus forcing him to divulge some of the company's secrets, he would've become the youngest mid-level executive at the company. Based on Yasuda's stint at the company, he definitely knew certain private affairs regarding Hammond.
With this new direction, Sheyan quickly decided to look for Yasuda. After all, it was easy for a secretary to get involved in certain behind-the-scenes story of their boss. Without a doubt, this individual's working ethics was questionable. Since he already sold secrets once, with just the right amount of money, it should be fairly simply to get him to spew more.
Half an hour later, two of them located Hammond's former secretary, Mister Yasuda.
He was presently drinking beer while dazing lifelessly in front of a computer screen. He wasn't old yet his face was covered with a disheveled beard. His room was a mess and the words, 'frustrated' and 'depressed' were written on his face.
Besides, the Sando Teratech Company was like a dragon chief in this industry. Moreover, Yasuda had committed one of the most unforgiving mistakes in this industry. Of course he would be smothered by other powerful executives of the company. Honestly speaking, other companies weren't willing to recruit this 'stain' of the industry as well.
As he observed Yasuda's vacant eyes, Brother Black picked up a discarded cigarette butt by the side and sniffed it before saying.
"Oh man, this dude was just smoking pot eh? Shit, seems like we can't gain anything from him for now."
Sheyan coldly replied.
"Do we have the luxury of time to waste on him?"
While speaking, Sheyan dragged Yasuda's neck like he was a dead dog, all the way into the restroom. Then, he stepped onto his chest and sprayed his face with a hose at maximum power.
Initially, Yasuda started coughing violently before cursing wildly. Then, came the pleading before it gradually dimmed to a silence.
Only then did Sheyan drag him back into the living room.
After another round of violent coughing and wheezing, before Yasuda could curse in rage, a stack of dollar bills came smacking into his face.
Sheyan then forcefully tugged Yasuda's clammy and oily hair, allowing him to view clearly, the shimmering glint of an ordinary dinocrystal that Zi was pinching. Then, he smiled and begun.
"Give me a satisfactory answer, and it's yours. Of course, in addition to five grand."
Yasuda remained momentarily stunned. His throat emitted baffled gurgles before he quickly composed himself and replied.
"Ask away."
"Tell me all you know about Hammond."
Yasuda was rather astonished as he attempted to retract his memories. He also couldn't help but ask.
"Why are you asking about him?"
Sheyan expressionlessly drew out a stack of American dollars from Brother Black's bag and blatantly lit it on fire. Thirty centimetres before this unlucky brat's eyes, the stack was burnt to ashes.
The pitiful secretary's face twisted. His throat gurgled once more as unrivalled heartache filled his eyes. He wanted to reach forth to stop this but was kicked far away by Brother Black. When he climbed back up, a wound on his forehead miserably oozed out blood onto his whole face.
Sheyan glared at Yasuda like an eagle glaring at a little chick.
"Your answer is unsatisfactory, Mister Yasuda. The next time I become displeased, I will burn the whole bag of cash, which of course, should all belong to you. Continue your stubbornness, and I'll be sorry to throw you off the rooftop. Do you want to try testing my words?"
Yasuda panted heavily as his eyes flashed with utmost complications. Suddenly, he ripped away the filthy necktie at his neck and answered.
"Fine, I'll say!"
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After interrogating Yasuda for three times, the gang confirmed they didn't overlook anything. Everytime they swapped a member to interrogate, Yasuda offered a perfectly identical statement.
After leaving, the contestant quartet glanced at each other with bleak smiles. Then, one of them shook his head and exclaimed.
"Really unexpected, we actually still have to make a trip to the Sando TeraTech company's headquarter!"
As it turns out, the main information acquired from Yasuda was that Hammond indeed still possessed an operational lab in Jurassic Park. This lab was located in a strategic location, in the midst of the mountain with complex terrain.
The reason they could freely enter and leave Jurassic Park, was due to an 'Alpha Spraymist' developed by the company.