He had done his studies all this time and had truly been adapted to the advanced technology, so he kept one of these in his pocket for any situation.
Who knew when it might become handy, and this was precisely such a situation. As the phone call was connecting he moved away from the other three who were still trying to recollect themselves.
Eric had saved them as a sign of honoring his agreement with the Council, and the agencies, but this didn't mean he trusted them.
The moment of the attempt had been too timely to be true, and the fact that they hadn't bothered with Captain Kato and his team, was another factor to be considered.
For that reason, he didn't stay there and left the place first. He didn't want to have them on his tracks and tail, while he had saved their lives it was only for that one occasion.
He had no duty or obligation to see them alive to the end, it should be quite the opposite, and if they were smart enough they would understand they had a mole inside.
Seeing this happen the other three tried to get up and follow Eric, after all, they had their own orders, but Eric had already disappeared from their eyes, and their senses didn't work right at the moment.
In the meantime Eric was really angry at this happening, if this had happened when he was alone would have been his own responsibility, but this had happened under Uncle Satoru's nose.
As soon as the phone call connected, he could hear the confused voice of the old man on the other side,
"Who is this!?"
As someone with high social standing, and the fact that he was the head of a secret agency, not many people had his personal number, so he was clearly confused.
But Eric cut him short, as he said with a clear voice,
"Old Ghost did you try to set me up, or do you have a mole on your side!?"
Uncle Satoru could immediately identify Eric's voice on the other side of the phone, but was stunned by his words, as he immediately said with a confused and complicated voice,
"What do you mean kid!? What are you talking about!?"
Eric wasn't in the mood for a lot of explaining, even though that Uncle Satoru really didn't seem to have the idea of what was going on.
Still, this wouldn't mean that Eric fully trusted the guy. In this situation, he could only trust his people, and himself, no one else.
For that reason, he quickly said,
"Look Old Man someone tried to pull a quick one on me, and I don't know who it is. All I know is that whoever is responsible for this is going to have a really dark future ahead.
I just hope that you guys have nothing to do with it! Until everything is settled our deal will be on hold! If you are clean then you will get everything I owe you the moment it's settled.
I only ask of you to keep your word and protect my people, I will disappear until everything is cleared out!"
With that said he immediately cut the phone call, and destroyed the phone, without waiting for another word of response from Uncle Satoru.
On the other hand, Uncle Satoru tried to talk more and get a better understanding of the situation, and what had happened because he truly had no idea of what was going on, as he almost screamed,
"Eric, Kid…"
But before he could say a thing, he heard the sounds of the phone call getting cut, as he almost crushed his phone right there and then.
Seeing his agitated expression, even Old Five couldn't stop his curiosity during the phone call, as he tried to listen to the conversation.
At that moment Uncle Satoru turned towards Old Five and said in a serious and solemn voice,
"Do we have something to do with this Old Man?"
Old Five took a moment to deeply consider the issue, and what he heard as he said with a sigh and a solemn voice,
"Sigh~! I don't know, firstly we will have to properly understand what has happened in there, but while I don't think we are directly involved with this, then we certainly are involved indirectly!
There is no way foreigners can enter our country without one of us five knowing about it. But just like he said, there is a big chance of a mole being by our side.
I am afraid that we will need to clean our own house before we continue with anything else we discussed.
For the moment, his approach is the best, disappearing in the darkness of the night is the best thing he could do, this will also help us in doing the cleaning we need!"
Uncle Satoru was a bit surprised and had a mixed complexion on his face as he asked with an expression of light understanding,
"You mean!?"
Old Five cut him short, as he immediately answered his question,
"Yes, we are going to use him, and his figure as bait. Surely there will be fish that will take the bait, and we will only need to pull on the fishing rod.
Uncle Satoru seemed to have understood what the Old Man's plan was but he still looked a bit unsettled with all this.
"Why do you still look so unsettled little Ghost!?"
Uncle Satoru looked towards the old man with a self mocking laugh and said in a low but clear voice,
"I wonder what that kid will think about this, I am sure that he is not going to like the unnecessary attention!"
Old Five could easily understand what he meant, but still didn't seem to have the same thought as Uncle Satoru, as he asked,
"Little Ghost you seem to have a really high opinion of that kid!"
Uncle Satoru took a moment to think about that sentence, as he said in a reminiscing voice,
"I don't know why but I have a feeling that we are all playing on his hands like he is pulling the strings from behind the stage.
While whatever happened tonight seemed to have been unexpected even from him, he was angry but had not lost his reason, and all his decisions were clearly the best.
Tell me Old Man do you think there is any young man like him who would be able to keep his head cool in this situation, and take these decisions?
I feel like whatever that guy is showing us is only the tip of the iceberg, and that sooner or later we will end up on his hands."
Right here he stopped for a moment to let the pensive looking Old Five to process his words, as he continued in a deep voice,
"But there is not all there is to it! While the kid is a true genius of once in a century or one in a millennium, he is still alone.
There is only that much that he can do. What truly worries me is the background of that kid, just what kind of organization can create such a monster, and still, keep it as a servant?
If his story and background are real then whoever messes with him is not going to have a good future that's for sure!
Not to mention that that kid isn't one to suffer a loss, when he talked earlier today there was no killing intent to it, but I can still clearly remember the feeling his killing intent gave me that day.
Pitch black, endless, and freezing chilly abyss. This is what I felt that day, and even now I can't stop trembling a bit when I remember that."
Once again he stopped for a moment to let the Old Man keep up with his words as he continued,
"For that reason, I was so happy when we were able to reach an agreement, not only for the treasures he provided us with but also for his friendship and help."
His words clearly placed the Old Man by his side in deep thoughts, as he once again started to reevaluate Eric's figure and place on the chess table.
On the other hand, Uncle Satoru had only one thought inside his mind, he hoped that the council didn't have anything to do with this and that they weren't trying to use him to clear their own house.
Otherwise, they would understand what it meant not to mess with fire when they were dripping in oil and gasoline.
While Uncle Satoru and Old Five were having such a conversation, Eric managed to enter the outskirts of the city.
He didn't understand the situation inside the city, so it would be a stupid idea to continue walking with what he had, and his face out in the open.
With those thoughts in mind he kept whatever was useful inside his inventor, and then he paid a homeless man to find him some clothes, and some cinder to disguise himself as a homeless guy.
Right now the most important thing was to not lower his guard and keep himself out of unnecessary trouble.
It was useless and stupid for him to go on and try to investigate the issue himself, especially when he was still really weak, and he could end up dead with one thought.
There were a lot of other ways he could go about it, and a lot of pieces he could use. So the best thing right now was to lay low until he was able to clear the situation.
With those thoughts in mind, he started walking like a homeless guy towards his destination, what caught his attention though were a few people with his photo on their hands.
But seeing him as a poor old man, they all didn't bother with him in the least. Eric was just angry because they had a bad photo of him.
Anyway, in about 2 or 3 hours he finally reached his destination…
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