Just as the two men were chatting, Jesse's phone rang.

After he finished the phone call, Jesse asked Harry in a hushed voice, “We have detained those fellows from Hans' gang. Would you like to question them yourself, or shall I go ahead and deal with them?”

When Harry returned home in the afternoon, he told Charice that Hans did not have too many subordinates. He did not expect Jesse to catch hold of them so soon.

“Let's go over and take a look.” With that, Harry threw his cigarette into the glass on the bar counter.

The two men left the bar. After driving for ten minutes, they arrived at a poultry shop behind the market.

Jesse parked the car before opening the shutters.

Harry bent down to get into the shop, and the stench of the poultry caused him to frown. Soon, he saw the four men locked in the metal cages.

When those men saw the noble and cold-looking Harry, they were shocked.


They recognized Nigel's son from the photo that was given to them. The boy in the photo appeared cheerful and harmless. Otherwise, they would not have kidnapped him twice.

On the contrary, the boy standing in front of them at that moment exuded an air of intense fury.

Even men like them who lived on the edge felt fear for the first time.

“Harry, I have something for you to try out.” Then, Jesse picked up a box next to the cage and opened it up. There were parts of a gun inside the box. “This is the latest invention from Dartan. It's a powerful weapon.”

Harry took his time assembling the parts. In a few seconds, he was done. He then cocked the gun and pointed the weapon at one of the men in the cage.

The sound made them shiver with fear.

“D-Don't kill me...” the man facing Harry started begging for his life. “Back when we kidnapped you, we did that only for money. We never wanted to kill you.”

Harry burst out laughing. “All of you are kidnappers. Why are you begging me for mercy?”

“We may be kidnappers, but we are also s-scared to die...” Everyone knew that being a kidnapper was a profitable trade, but they could lose their lives any second.

When they had a gun pointing at them, they would still be terrified and would beg for their lives.

Harry sat down on a chair behind him. With his legs wide open and a languid expression, he questioned them, “How long did it take all of you to plan for my second kidnapping?”

“We have no idea!” that man answered truthfully. “We just do whatever the boss instructs. That day, we found out the license plate of the driver. Then we arranged to hit the driver's car on purpose so that the rest of them could take you away—”

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