CHAPTER 159: THE ABDUCTION -2

Gunjoo’s office building was a small, two-story building with cracks on the wall. There was a sign there with the name of their loan company, just like a normal business, but it was far from a normal business.

The inside of the building was teeming with hardcore gangsters, with scars at different parts of their bodies telling stories of the dangers they had survived.

The basement of the building was dark, and the ground along with the walls were covered in layers upon layers of bloodstain. There was a single long iron table, with an iron chair where they tied the guy Yohan had captured.

Yohan handed Gunjoo the pictures he had gotten from the guy. There was also a written note inside the envelope that requested he shouldn’t go to the police.

But that wasn’t even the reason why he brought this guy here instead of going to the cops.

Taking this guy to the police would be handing this matter off to some other people; they’d have to follow due process and wouldn’t do the things necessary to get her back.

Yohan was prepared to do anything necessary if that was what it took to get Remi back, and the cops would just be a restriction. In a situation like this, he couldn’t risk wasting any time.

For instance, two of Gunjoo’s men were currently flogging the guy with a baton while they watched. This sort of thing wouldn’t have been possible at a police station.

After a while, they stopped. Gunjoo walked up to him and grabbed his hair, lifting his battered and bruised face.

"Tell me where the girl is?" His voice was ice cold, carrying the cold-blooded chill of a killer.

Yet the guy didn’t say a word.

Yohan gritted his teeth angrily; every second that passed was a second that meant something bad could be happening to Remi.

He stepped out along with Gunjoo, while Gunjoo’s men continued to beat him.

"How did something like this even happen?" Yohan hissed.

"I don’t know, I put some really good guys on this job. I never expected that it’ll turn out like this," Gunjoo took out a cigarette and lit it in his mouth. He took a whiff before exhaling.

Yohan wanted to blame the man, but he couldn’t, because he was already blaming himself.

He knew Hatoru was a very dangerous man, but yet he still decided to take his chances, and now Remi was the one paying the price. Now she might end up just like his parents...

’Let’s not think about things like that right now... I should focus on getting Remi back.’

"I think it’s going to take some time before that guy is ready to be of any help ," Gunjoo shook his head disappointedly.

"People like that see themselves as soldiers and would rather die than reveal anything."

"I’ll make him talk," Yohan said confidently, with an indifferent expression.

"A-are you sure?" Gunjoo didn’t expect to hear him say that.

"Yeah. You and your guys just wait outside," he tilted his head cracking his neck, preparing himself for what he was about to do.

He stepped back inside the room; now it was just him and the guy.

"Hey, are you finally here to beg me?" The guy chuckled through the pain, blood dripping from his mouth.

"I know it’s not easy to accept, but there’s no way I’m telling you anything. If you let me go now, I’ll try to forget everything that happened here and I might even beg my boss for you"

Yohan looked at the pitiful man in front of him and wondered how exactly they both ended in this position. There was still a smile on the man’s face so he could see his teeth covered in blood. If only he knew the amount of pain that was coming.

He wished there was another way, but it seems like he was left with no other choice.

"To be honest, I don’t think I’m going to hate this as much as I thought," Yohan said with an unsettling calm.

Outside the room, Gunjoo could only hear screams, but there was no telling what Yohan was doing in there.

He stepped out a couple of minutes after, wiping the blood from one hand.

"I know where she is," he informed Gunjoo as he walked past.

"So quickly...?" He mumbled, taking a glance back inside the room, to see the guy barely conscious, mumbling barely coherent words, still begging for Yohan to stop.

Normally it would take a lot longer or even until death before they would get that kind of information out of someone. Guys like these carried loyalty like it was all they knew.

"Come on, let’s go," Yohan called out, climbing up the stairs and leaving the building.

Gunjoo took a few seconds before chasing after him.

"W-what did you do to him?" He asked, recalling the traumatized look on the guy’s face. It seemed like he had seen hell itself.

"There are certain points in the human body that can’t tolerate pain, so instead of threatening him, I just showed him those parts," he explained casually.

With everything he knows about the human body, it wasn’t that difficult. In fact, he was starting to think he had even gone a bit overboard. Still, the results were all that mattered...

"She’s not too far from here."

He drove off with Gunjoo and his men following closely behind.

They arrived at a private warehouse, so they couldn’t just drive in.

"I know this place," Gunjoo said, as they watched from a distance. "It belongs to one of Hatoru’s top drug dealers, Roman."

"He supplies almost all the drugs that come into the city. To think Hatoru would actually involve a guy like this..."

Yohan looked into the compound from outside the fence; there were a few men running around in the place.

"Do you think we should call the cops?" He asked.

Gunjoo considered it. "That wouldn’t be bad, but what if by chance they have moved her to a different place?"

"And you’ll also have to explain to them how you know that she’s in this place... you can’t exactly tell them that you tortured a guy." Even as Gunjoo said it, he was still finding it hard to believe that Yohan actually did something like that.

He was right, but Yohan still decided to send Helen a text.

’But I can’t just stand around and wait for them to get here.’