You Don't Need to Lie to Me! I'm Not Listening!

Bucky was a full three hours late for the time he had arranged to meet his men, yet he still hadn't shown up.

Because of this, the several men who had rushed here overnight from their distant headquarters to receive him had long since grown extremely impatient. However, no matter how they tried to contact him, they simply couldn't get through to their boss.

They didn't dare leave without permission, but waiting around like this wasn't a solution either. At the very least, they needed to get some clue—anything that could confirm their boss Bucky hadn't encountered some kind of accident on the way.

"I've already peed two whole bottles' worth!"

"Who told you to drink so much? Also, could you throw the bottles away? The smell reminds me of when my mom used to herd cattle on the farm."

"Bastard."

Thus, someone disgustedly carried the two bottles out of a gray-and-white van.

At the same time, two pairs of eyes were watching this scene from a distance. Their owners were Bucky and Keiji, the former prison transport driver who had just become one of Bucky's lackeys.

The wonder of life's opportunities often lay in how, just the day before, you could still be an employee of a government agency—even if your job wasn't particularly noble, and you might have been nothing more than an insignificant bottom-rung worker—but the next second, you had already become an accomplice to a wanted criminal.

What was more, you would spend an entire afternoon accompanying this boss, doing nothing at all except watching a gray-and-white van.

If you were bored enough, you could even discover how many times the several men in that vehicle had relieved themselves over the past few hours... Um, we're talking about ordinary urination here.

"Boss Bucky, why have we