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47 . CANDIDNESS
Megan and Alan swiftly entered a special room. Alan looked out for a moment
before finally closing the door. He approached the black-haired girl who was playing her fingers on a keyboard. This was the same room as the one where Alan was monitoring Adara through Erick back then. She can only enter it when Megan allows it.
A screen of ants appeared before them, gradually clear until a man sat before him.
Alan frowned as if he had seen the man before. “Har ...” She shook her head. There was no way the man was a figure that was within his memories. However, they look similar.
“Not usually you report,” said the blue-eyed man.
Megan smiled. “Old no talk, Sir,” reply.
“Pak?” sahut Alan muttered.
The man on the screen then frowned. “Who is he?” tanyakanya.
“Oh, he is Doctor Alan. Your sister's personal doctor during here.”
“Hah? Brother?” Alan, still with his inocene face, looked at Megan, then at the screen.
The man on the screen nodded. “Greetings, Doctor Alan,” said. “I'm Oscar Harvey. Special military staff at Cosmo. I'm Adnan Harris's brother.”
Alan's black bead broke into a flash. His memory was told about a memory a few years ago. It was quite a while, but he still remembered it clearly. Professor Harris' son will replace his role at Cosmo. An abandoned heir, that's what people call him. And now, that figure had grown up and faced indirectly with him.
Saliva Alan gulped. “You ... first son Harris?” the scales.
Oscar nodded slowly. “You must have known me thanks to the people at the base.”
“Ah, no, not so,” says Alan. “I know your father. And you look like him.”
The blue-eyed man did not respond and only smiled bitterly. However, seconds later, Megan changed the subject.
“Sorry, sir, but ... The situation here is very precarious now,” said the girl. “Frederick Add captured.”
Oscar's forehead seemed to blend in quickly. “Dia?”
Megan cleared her throat and nodded. “I'm just afraid that our cover to catch the suspect is exposed.”
This time, Alan's eyebrows were pounded. The suspect? Is he the only one who doesn't know?
Oscar took a long breath. “Keep being vigilant,” his word. “Let me take care of the rest. And also …
consider one thing, Anthony Cristian will travel to the base in a few days.”
Not only Megan, Alan also widened his eyes. Anyone knows and knows Anthony Cristian. They face each other.
“For what, Sir?” ask Megan to Oscar.
“Byasalah, politics. It has nothing to do with us,” replied the black-haired man. “If you want to move, make sure that the one in front of you is really the real Frederick Add. Not brainwash from your commander.”
Megan was silent for a moment. He's nodding. “Good, Sir. Understood.”
The communication channel ended a few minutes later after Oscar handed Megan a task.
Meanwhile, Alan leaned against the edge of the table and looked at the girl.
“So, the one who told you all this time was him?” tanyakanya.
The girl raised her gaze with a horse smile. A secret cannot be kept for too long.
Alan took a long breath. “I thought someone else was behind this. Turns out he ...,” murmured.
“What?”
Megan gulps down the saliva. “Frederick Hubert,” said. “People at the base must not have known about the mastermind behind the events 5 years ago. Even before that happened, Oscar Harvey told me about the harsh reality. Related to the two Clibanarii.”
“Paladin and Sarkan?” sidelong Alan until his glasses look mysteriously shiny.
The girl nodded. He didn't have time to save all this. After all, the rats also seemed to have a hand indirectly to uncover the truth. And the doctor in front of him was one of the many people who used to have a role.
Finally, Megan Crush told me everything.
***
Meanwhile, behind an iron bars, inside a dark room, a bare-chested young man had just
waking up from his stupor. He grimaces. His entire body was in pain, visible from the numerous bruises and the slight flowing red liquid had dried up. Both of his hands were tied by chains and he was left to rest on the cold surface of the floor.
“I ... where?” ogre.
Netra brown clearly looked ahead. There was no one, except for two cctvs mounted on the corner of the bars. He smiled wryly. It feels like the relationship between father and son is not this painful, but why does he seem different?
Erick remembers his childhood not even knowing affection. He grew up to be a dutiful child due to the trauma of blows and loud noises his own father often gave him. Her real dad.
I don't know what Frederick Hubert had in mind when he was educating his son. Unfortunately, Erick was constantly in a dilemma. He never had a definite purpose in life, between obeying his father's words or following his own heart.
He did not want to be an ungodly child even though the Universe asked him to do so.
The shadow of the late mother ringed, making Erick mute. Enough of his suffering all this time
without the presence of his loved ones. And the only one who can give him love with all his love is a blue-eyed young man. The young man who keeps his mind and heart open.
“Adnan ...,” hisses.
His breath was restrained, as tears streamed down his cheeks, then dripped onto the floor. The sparks spread out, soaking the other surface.
As a man, anyone would cry when faced with the harsh reality that it is not
in accordance with the expectations so far. Any man can cry at any time. Erick doesn't even care if Adnan sees him crying now and laughs at him.
However, for the sake of any clan, the young man had never once laughed at his wryness all along. Adnan
he was a good man and Hubert never thought of him as such. Hubert always made Adnan the single most guilty person in the western alliance. Erick wants to defend, but can't. He was just a cowardly boy, even after his father had educated military-style since childhood.
Erick knows how rotten the father is. However, what could he be besides filial and being a good child? Him
can only save all the badness of his father all this time.
About the premeditated murder of a professor at Cosmo. And also about sabotage five years ago.
Erick knows everything.
But how could he tell all that honesty? The monsters in his head were always
invite him to think excessively about events that have not been lived.
Erick was afraid that Adnan would never accept him as a friend again. He was afraid that the young man left him and he
back in solitude.
All this time, Erick was very scared. Afraid of solitude. Even for this second, he was afraid of something waiting for him up ahead.
The look-alike eyes seemed to have stood up straight as if they were about to prey on the young man.
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