Chapter 157: Voice Recorder Pen
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Knock, knock.
When Trede Pemton opened the front door, he saw Chen Zhao outside.
“Mr. Chen, what a surprise.” Trede was rather startled that Chen Zhao actually visited him at this hour.
“Mr. Trede, I want to talk to you.”
“About what?” Trede looked at Chen Zhao, puzzled.
“I received a document on the winery’s accounts,” Chen Zhao said, smiling, as he took out a thumb drive.
“What do you want?”
“Why don’t we have a chat inside?”
“Come in.” Some gloom flashed across Trede’s eyes.
Chen Zhao took a look inside Trede’s house, after which he sat on a chair right away. “Mr. Trede, your home looks really simple. Where did you spend your money? Rumors outside claim that your winery had been in a bad state, but I know you’re richer than what most people think.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Deppler gave me this thumb drive,” Chen Zhao said, waiving the thumb drive in his hand.
“Do you know Deppler?”
“To be precise, Deppler left it with me as a deposit. He showed me the information inside, so I lent him five thousand. He said that if he couldn’t return the money, the thumb drive would be mine. Also, he told me an interesting piece of information… You burned down your own winery.”
“Ha…” Trede laughed. “Mr. Chen, he is but a small gangster.”
“I don’t care if he’s telling the truth.”
“Just say how much you want.”
“Ten million.”
“Mr. Chen, I thought that you’re a good kid. Do you know what you’re doing? You’re blackmailing.”
“Whatever you like to call it. Anyway, if you don’t give me ten million, I’ll publicize the information in this thumb drive. By then, everyone will know that you have enough money to pay the victims’ families, but you chose to hide your wealth. You’ll face more than just the victims’ relatives’ questioning; your reputation will be ruined.”
Chen Zhao had a gentle smile on his face. “Apart from that, I also suspect that you killed Deppler.”
Crash!
Suddenly, the window broke without warning and someone jumped into the house.
“Winry? Why would you…”
“What… What’s this?!” Chen Zhao stared at the unrecognizable face of Winry in horror.
“I need blood!” Winry’s face was filled with bloodlust. Although she looked like she was in a bad shape, she was still extremely dangerous.
“I don’t want money anymore… I don’t want money anymore…”
“Mr. Chen, it’s too late to regret now.” Trede’s face was occupied by a cruel smile. “You can now go and accompany Deppler.”
“You really killed Deppler? Mr. Trede, I promise I wouldn’t tell anything to anyone! Please let me go… Please! I wouldn’t trouble you anymore!”
“It’s too late. You know what? Deppler only wanted five thousand from me, and I killed him. And you wanted ten million! You’re much greedier than Deppler.”
Trede looked at Winry. “Winry, he’s yours.”
Bam!
Winry leaped towards Chen Zhao but was sent flying away by him with a single punch. Chen Zhao felt as if he had just punched an iron plate.
“You…” Trede was clearly astonished.
He knew well how strong Winry was.
However, could she not even withstand a single punch from Chen Zhao?
“Mr. Trede, thank you for your confession.” Chen Zhao smiled brightly. In fact, he was not holding a thumb drive, but rather a voice recorder pen. He had merely placed a thumb drive casing outside the voice recorder.
“What do you mean?”
“You’ve already confessed that you did kill Deppler.”
“Aren’t you here to blackmail me?”
“Do you wish to be blackmailed instead?” Chen Zhao smiled.
Trede stared at Chen Zhao with a gloomy look. “But are you sure that you can walk out of this place alive?”
“If you think that old witch can stop me, you’ll be very much disappointed.”
A fierce look blasted out from Winry’s eyes. Although she was severely injured at the moment, she was still dangerous.
“Looks like you knew Winry’s true identity long ago.”
“A perverted old witch.”
“Then how about mine?”
“Yours?” Chen Zhao was somewhat stunned.
Just then, Trede slowly stood straight. His originally humpbacked body gradually straightened and became bigger.
“You…” Bewilderment was written all over Chen Zhao’s face.
“I’m delighted to see the fear on your face.”
“You’re… not human? You’re a demon?”
“I am human, at least most of me is.” Trede’s body was still growing. Very soon, he reached three meters in height. Trede glanced at his sturdy limbs. “Demonic bloodline only occupies a small part of me.”
“Err… Right! I still have something to do at home. I’m leaving first… Bye.”
At the instant Chen Zhao turned around, he felt an air current from behind.
Suddenly, Chen Zhao took out an angelic crystal and threw it towards the incoming Trede.
Trede obviously did not recognize the angelic crystal, so he did not dodge at all.
When the angelic crystal landed on Trede’s body, it blasted into a beam of light. Chen Zhao smelled a burnt smell.
“Ah!!!” Half of Trede’s body was enveloped in the white light. The light came and vanished quickly, and soon, only the half-dead Trede was left on the floor. His left shoulder was complete burnt and his flesh and skin were all crumpled. Smoke was even coming off from his body.
Winry watched as Trede collapsed onto the floor. Suddenly, she dashed beside him, grabbed him, and then charged out of the window.
Although one of Winry’s legs was almost totally disabled, she was still as fast as a wolf.
She was carrying Trede, but her speed was not quite affected.
“You wanna run now? No way!” Chen Zhao immediately began to chase.
Winry was indeed very fast, but Chen Zhao was not slow either.
After all, Chen Zhao had consumed superman potion before and his body was way stronger than normal humans.
As the two parties raced against each other, they slowly entered the depth of the mountain.
Chen Zhao realized that Winry was running towards the Gate of Hell.
What’s she doing? Is she going to open the Gate of Hell?
Chen Zhao did not think so. She had yet to collect enough sacrificial souls.
However, Chen Zhao had to chase them. If they did not die here, they would recover and one day find him again for revenge.
Even if they did not choose revenge, they could still complete the sacrifice and open the Gate of Hell, which would lead to a massacre.
