Chapter 84: Movement 2
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Finally, they started speaking. Junhyuk took the leader out to the living room.
"Now, I will ask you some questions. Nothing good will happen if you lie," he said.
The leader agreed to talk because he couldn't let Junhyuk cut the hands or feet of his subordinates, so he nodded.
"Why are you chasing after this guy named Junhyuk Lee?"
The man looked at him blankly.
"You are not Junhyuk Lee?"
"No, I'm not."
Junhyuk answered curtly, but the man was still suspicious. Junhyuk waited for him to talk more.
"Someone wants to meet him."
"Who?"
"I can say it only if Junhyuk agrees to meet that person. We are sworn to protect the identity of our client. You can't get it from us by torture."
Junhyuk thought for a moment. These guys were professionals. They wouldn't talk so easily.
"The identity of the client is a secret…" Junhyuk wanted to know who the client was, so he said, "I have no choice. Without you, your subordinates will begin losing hands."
Junhyuk went into his bedroom and tied every wrist with a wire. Their hands quickly turned blue.
"The client's identity is a secret, so I will cut off your hands," he said.
After he was done, he sat on a chair in front of the leader.
"You'll be safe. Even though your subordinates will lose their hands, you'll be safe. Relax."
As Junhyuk spoke, the man's eyebrows twitched.
"Ah! First, what is your name?"
"Thompson."
"That's a common name."
Junhyuk folded his arms and sat there without speaking. He needed to know who the client was even if that meant he had to cut everyone's hands off. He wouldn't budge.
They didn't know that was really Junhyuk, and as the time passed, Thompson got more nervous. If there was no blood flow, it wouldn't take long for necrosis to set in.
Thompson slowly lifted his head.
"Untie them."
"Are you going to talk now?"
Thompson nodded, and Junhyuk walked over and untied their wrists. He closed the door behind him and sat on the chair, and Thompson started speaking.
"Even if you find out who the client is, there is nothing you can do."
"I just want to know who wants Junhyuk Lee."
Thompson sighed and answered.
"He is from the Rockefeller family. Charles Rockefeller, the current patriarch."
"Rockefeller?"
He couldn't have guessed it if he wanted to, so he crossed his arms.
"Why does he want to meet him?" He asked.
Thompson told him everything he knew.
"He knows Junhyuk Lee has the ability to teleport."
"Junhyuk can teleport?"
"That is right." Thompson answered.
"OK. That might be the case, but how did he find out?"
"Some people who were watching him with an infrared heat detector got it on video."
Junhyuk understood everything.
"You are the arsonists."
Thompson just stared at him.
"Then, are you Junhyuk Lee?"
"No, I'm not."
Junhyuk decided to deny that until the end.
"OK. He might be able to teleport, but what does that have to do with the patriarch of Rockefeller family?"
Thompson told him the truth.
"Do you know about the Dimensional Battlefield?"
"Dimensional Battlefield?"
JUnhyuk realized the leader knew a lot more than he had originally guessed, but didn't let his surprise show.
"What about it?"
"So, you do know."
"Yes, I do."
Thompson continued calmly.
"I only know that the Rockefellers have a big interest in the Dimensional Battlefield."
"What does he want from Junhyuk Lee?"
"He might have gotten his teleportation skill from the Dimensional Battlefield."
Junhyuk smiled bitterly. He was in the big leagues now and he couldn't just go to America to take care of someone!
He wanted to teleport between continents, but his teleportation skill only covered forty-two feet. The distance had increased by five feet.
"OK. Before I let you go, I will give you some advice."
Junhyuk grabbed Thompson by the shoulder.
"I'll let you go this time because you talked, but remember one thing. Next time, I won't be so lenient," he said and applied pressure to Thompson's shoulders. "Next time, you will all be dead."
His voice had a chilling effect after he had killed so many minions, and his aura was larger than anyone Thompson had encountered before.
Thompson realized he was serious and scary. He breathed shallow breaths, and Junhyuk continued:
"Now, go to sleep."
Junhyuk knocked him out and went into the bedroom and knocked all of them out, one by one. He untied them and gathered the film from the CCTV camera and headed toward the police station.
He reported a home invasion, and went back to his house with the police. They arrested all of the men. He didn't want the police involved, but he had no other choice.
The men had entered by breaking down the lock, and the evidence supported it. Junhyuk insisted he didn't know who had restrained them.
At the police station, they also insisted they didn't know anything. They just asked for a phone call, got it, and called someone. After that, they were released in twenty minutes.
Junhyuk watched an American diplomat whisking them away. Thompson left with them, and as he passed Junhyuk, he gave a slight bow.
Junhyuk ignored him.
When he heard the Rockefeller name, he had guessed its power was beyond imagination. If the Rockefellers could use their power in Korea, they would be untouchable in America.
Junhyuk watched the car leave and murmured:
"I know who they are. What should I do now?"
He felt like taking a vacation to America and meeting the patriarch in person. He had enough power to kill a person. Instead, he looked up at the sky. He had lived all of his life in a country ruled by the law, so he had reservations about killing a man.
"I will let this one go, this time."
He had communicated his will. They had to answer him now. He might not like the answer, but there was nothing he could do. He didn't want to cross a line, and they had to be careful.
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After returning home, he turned on the TV. The special broadcast was on. At first, it had been a simple special broadcast, but then it turned into a worldwide special simultaneous broadcast. It was on the air with big advertisements.
Junhyuk watched it and checked the Internet. There was a lot of buzz.
The search rankings were all about the broadcast, and he saw his name on the list and scratched his head.
"This could be a problem."
His name was now famous, and Junhyuk shook his head.
"No. This might actually be a good thing."
The Rockefellers were after him. Modern society was ruled by money, and Rockefeller was the most powerful name in the world.
He needed his own famous name so that the Rockefellers wouldn't be able to touch him. He could use his fame.
Even if the Rockefellers could erase his name from the Internet searches, he had become famous before they were able to do that.
"The interviews are on Monday..."
That was a good opportunity. People had invaded his house, so the news would cover someone going after him.
Junhyuk spent the weekend watching TV and training. His powers were his personal strength. He had to rely on his powers to protect himself.
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On Monday, he was at work waiting to be interviewed when Eunseo called for him. He went to her office, and Eunseo spoke somberly:
"You've had home invaders."
"How did you know?"
"The police called me."
"They were there when I wasn't at home. The police arrested them in my room," he said calmly.
"The intruders slept in your room?"
"I know. I checked the CCTV for intruders, and the police went in and arrested them."
Eunseo stared at him.
"Why did an American diplomat come to get them out?"
"I'm not sure about it myself."
Eunseo thought for a moment and said:
"They might ask you about this on today's interviews, but I don't want you to discuss it until the investigation is over."
Junhyuk wanted to blow it all up during the interview, so he hesitated.
"Why aren't you answering me?" Eunseo asked.
"An American diplomat is involved. We should make an issue out of this to find out who they are."
Eunseo's gaze sharpened.
"You mean you don't trust us?"
Junhyuk relented when she said that.
"Fine. I won't mention it during the interviews. When you find out who they are, you should tell me."
"I promise."
Junhyuk decided to give in and take a step back.
"I will do the interviews with you, so don't worry," she continued.
Junhyuk knew she would be there to keep him on a leash.
"I understand."
"It's already time for the interviews. Let's go," she said after checking the time.
"OK."
Junhyuk, accompanied by Eunseo, headed to the interview room. People were already there, and they were told Eunseo would do the interviews with Junhyuk.
However, their first question was about the home invasion.
"The first question is about the home invasion that happened this weekend. Please, tell us about it."
Junhyuk answered calmly:
"The police has all the information. I really don't know anything else."
"It's out of the ordinary. Tell us something."
"I have no further comments on that topic."
Junhyuk was decisive in his answers, and the reporter who was doing the interview realized there was no point in asking him further about it, so he changed the line of questions.
After that, the interview went smoothly.
"Did I make any mistakes?" Junhyuk asked Eunseo.
"You did not."
Eunseo had wanted to fix things if anything went wrong with the interviews, but that interview went fine.
"If they ask you about the home invasion again, please answer them in the same way."
"I will."
Eunseo looked at the earring he was wearing and smiled slightly. The smile disappeared quicker than it had appeared.
"Please do your best during the rest of the interviews."
"I will."
She fixed her glasses and said:
"Please, bring in the next reporters."
Soon, there were other reporters. That day, they would do a total of five interviews. There were four remaining.