"I'm innocent! It wasn't me! Someone set me up!"
Escorted downstairs between two police officers, Morey realized things had gone terribly wrong.
His superiors had just told him not to do anything unnecessary, yet the very next moment, Michael's hospital room had been bombed...
More than being taken away by the police, he feared how the Illuminati would deal with him.
Bang! Smack!
Just as they were heading downstairs, a stranger burst into the stairwell and, with a punch and a kick, swiftly knocked out both police officers.
Morey stared blankly at the man's clean, efficient moves.
"What are you standing around for? The place downstairs is crawling with police. Come with me!" The speaker was none other than Huang Ji in disguise.
Morey hurriedly nodded and followed him back upstairs. He had seen the phone in Huang Ji's hand—it belonged to the Illuminati.
Huang Ji brought him into an empty hospital room. The moment he shut the door, he kicked Morey flying.
"Urgh!" Morey even spat out saliva from the blow.
Huang Ji said coldly, "It would've been one thing if the mission failed, but you went and bombed the hospital room on your own?"
"No! Someone set me up! They planted a grenade on me," Morey hurriedly explained.
"Messiah's people?" Huang Ji asked.
Morey nodded. "Definitely. Someone has been secretly protecting Michael. Otherwise, Michael would've died long ago."
"They knew I was the one who harmed Michael, so they tried to blow me up with a grenade. Once I noticed it, of course I threw it away. But it accidentally blew up Michael's hospital room instead, and now the police have all been alerted..."
Without saying much more, Huang Ji took out Black Captain's phone and pretended to make a call. "Mr. Charles, Morey is with me."
"..."