I Am the Ruler of All

"Alright, stop fighting, you guys." Kingsley blew a smoke ring as he continued impassively, "Since you guys are taking the initiative, I'll give both of you the opportunity to confess."

As Kingsley's words washed over them, Jonas nearly spat blood in anger. "You!" Initiative my *ss! We're clearly forced to do so or else it’s death, alright?!

Kingsley stood up and tossed his cigarette to the floor. After squashing the cigarette with his foot, he ordered Lancer and Hades, "Take them to separate rooms and interrogate them separately." Then, he turned to Jonas and Karl and warned in an icy voice, "If there is any discrepancy in anything you say, both of you will die!" As he spoke, he gave off a chilly, murderous aura, which he naturally adopted by having slaughtered his way through countless battles and the numerous body counts.

Both Jonas and Karl paled as they shuddered with fright. At this point, they had suffered from a mental breakdown. These two men who used to be comrades had gone through suspicion, betrayal, division and hostility within this little matter of time with Kingsley. Now that they were going to be interrogated separately as prisoners, they had completely lost all of their psychological defenses. As a result, they would reveal everything they knew without the need for further rigorous questioning.

As expected, Hades and Lancer came back with the results of the interrogations after only half an hour.

In Lancer's office…

"Ares, both of them have confessed. Everything they said matches up; there are no discrepancies."

"Tell me what they've confessed."

"The 'Earthworm' spy team has five members in total. Their leader has a code-name of Stork, but his real name is unknown. Apart from these two prisoners, the other two team members are also working as a pair, but they don't know what kind of missions are being carried out," Hades explained. Then, he added, "They get in touch with Stork via one-way text messaging. In other words, they could only get in touch with Stork when Stork texts them. Stork had only contacted them once before to tell them to meet up at a cafe named Thinking Cup Coffee in the city's north. It was there that Stork tasked them with renting the warehouse in the urban village."

Kingsley frowned slightly. "Is that all?"

"That's all for the time being." Lancer placed the interrogation materials on the desk. He added respectfully, "Ares, Sweoyans are not only very cunning, but they are also cautious and suspicious by nature. Apart from that, their espionage activities are highly organized and airtight. It's already considered huge progress that we're able to obtain such information. And besides, we can look forward to arresting Stork at the cafe named Thinking Cup Coffee."

"What are you gonna do? To ambush the cafe?"

"Yes." Lancer nodded. "Judging from Stork's meticulous way of doing things, I'd say it was definitely not by chance that he chose the cafe as their rendezvous. I dare say that he'll definitely show up there once again!"

Tapping the desk gently with his finger, Kingsley argued thoughtfully, "But all our men have strong military vibes. I reckon he'll be alerted as soon as he shows up." Then, he looked up at Lancer and suggested, "How about this? I'll give you the contact information of Kenny Shane, Jarett Cole's top strategist. Just give him a call for his cooperation in arresting Stork."

"You mean to say, we are getting the underworld involved in this?" Lancer had some misgivings, though. "Can people like them be trusted?"

Kingsley smiled. "Those at the bottom rung of society often have a stronger sense of justice. And besides, there are both good and bad people in the underworld, so you can't tar all of them with the same brush. As long as you give them enough benefits while deterring them enough at the same time, their loyalty will be unimpeachable. All you need to do is make up an excuse and declare that we only want him because he owes us money. It's fine as long as you don't let them know too much inside information."