Chapter 630: Getting Help From The Outside
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630 Getting Help From The Outside
Heller's POV:
It was a sleepless night.
I had never prayed as hard as I did now that time would pass slowly. Just a little slower, give Yarin more time, give me more time, so that the criminals wouldn't be able to escape in time and this wouldn't be discovered so quickly.
The dark sky turned light. I heard the faint sound of wheels and footsteps outside the ward. It was the nurse coming for the morning ward round.
This kind of ward round was different from the night round. It was not just about looking at the patients sleeping. There were new injections and medicines in the morning. I could not get the nurse to infuse the air nor construct an illusion that was enough to fool her.
I got it now. The countdown had begun.
"Nonsense, Heller, you've gone too far this time. Don't you know who those terrorists are? Who gave you the illusion that you could resist them alone?"
After my father learned about this, he was no longer kind and looked at me seriously. I didn't dare to look at him. The disappointment in his eyes made me feel like a knife was on my back.
After the nurse found out Yarin was missing and I refused to say anything, the hospital immediately informed my parents.
Not only did our father come in a hurry, but even our mother could not stay calm in the manor. The one lecturing me was my father and not my mother because my mother was constantly on the phone.
Yarin and I exhausted her, and the danger of the Silver Moon Pack also exhausted her.
In the end, she didn't even scold me for anything. She just asked tiredly, "When did Yarin leave? What method did you use to hide from the doctors and nurses?"
I told her the truth, and she smiled. "As expected of my son. Smart and brave, huh?"
I kept quiet out of fear, not daring to look at her face.
"Right now, most of the Silver Moon Pack's forces are dealing with terrorist attacks and capturing criminals. The police are searching and patrolling around day and night. The various government departments are also like frightened birds, afraid of another explosion in the next second. At this time, every bit of strength is precious because there were people everywhere, but there are no free people everywhere," my mother said flatly, even coldly.
"I was very relieved about you. This hospital is protected by all kinds of people; doctors, nurses, security guards, and agents. I can't say that so many manpower and resources are for you. After all, there are many other patients in this hospital, but honestly, everyone will give you some attention no matter what they do.
"But I didn't expect you to have such a big surprise waiting for me. Now, the people in the hospital can't leave because you're still here. They have to protect you. And I have to get people to coordinate more people to find Yarin, which worsens the already tense situation.
"I've never treated you as kids. Heller, you, Yarin, and Cynthia are not common kids. You're smart and mature. But now, I don't understand. You've never liked to play the hero. Why do you have to plan such a reckless and childish operation?"
My mother's reproach made my face burn. Yarin and I had disappointed her. Although she didn't use any fierce words, this unusual attitude was enough to explain the problem.
I explained in a panic, "We're not trying to show off or whatever, Mom. Yarin and I just want to avenge Kara!"
"Just the two of you? How many people do you have?" asked my mother. "When you were planning, did you not consider how many people the other party had and how capable they were? And how many people did you have, and what capabilities you had? Besides, is revenge something so simple? Do you know where the criminal is hiding?"
"Three days have passed. The police must have had a suspect. We just need to know what the police know."
However, I regretted it the next second because my parents' strange expressions told me that I had accidentally and foolishly told on Yarin.
"So, Yarin returned to the manor last night?"
"..."
I remained silent.
"You're too reckless." My father sighed heavily. "Perhaps your mother and I were too indulgent to you before, so much so that you were bold enough to do whatever you wanted without considering the consequences."
"Yarin only took the information for his use. He would never leak it to others," I hurriedly explained.
"Of course, I don't doubt that. But you believe him, Mom and I believe him. But do the others believe him too? They would believe the prince, but would they believe a thief? If confidential documents were found to have been stolen or suspected to have been copied, the entire search plan would be completely disrupted.
"The police have no choice but to consider the possibility of the information being leaked. This way, the information they have painstakingly investigated will become waste paper. No one dares to bet whether the terrorists have found out about these things, and no one dares to believe them without any doubt!"
My parents were right, but what was done was done. I couldn't get Yarin to come back. But I didn't want to give up our plan just like that.
Outside the window, a few sparrows stopped on the treetops and chirped. They tilted their heads to look at me, pecked at theirs feathers, and flew away.
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630 Getting Help From The Outside
Heller's POV:
It was a sleepless night.
I had never prayed as hard as I did now that time would pass slowly. Just a little slower, give Yarin more time, give me more time, so that the criminals wouldn't be able to escape in time and this wouldn't be discovered so quickly.
The dark sky turned light. I heard the faint sound of wheels and footsteps outside the ward. It was the nurse coming for the morning ward round.
This kind of ward round was different from the night round. It was not just about looking at the patients sleeping. There were new injections and medicines in the morning. I could not get the nurse to infuse the air nor construct an illusion that was enough to fool her.
I got it now. The countdown had begun.
"Nonsense, Heller, you've gone too far this time. Don't you know who those terrorists are? Who gave you the illusion that you could resist them alone?"
After my father learned about this, he was no longer kind and looked at me seriously. I didn't dare to look at him. The disappointment in his eyes made me feel like a knife was on my back.
After the nurse found out Yarin was missing and I refused to say anything, the hospital immediately informed my parents.
Not only did our father come in a hurry, but even our mother could not stay calm in the manor. The one lecturing me was my father and not my mother because my mother was constantly on the phone.
Yarin and I exhausted her, and the danger of the Silver Moon Pack also exhausted her.
In the end, she didn't even scold me for anything. She just asked tiredly, "When did Yarin leave? What method did you use to hide from the doctors and nurses?"
I told her the truth, and she smiled. "As expected of my son. Smart and brave, huh?"
I kept quiet out of fear, not daring to look at her face.
"Right now, most of the Silver Moon Pack's forces are dealing with terrorist attacks and capturing criminals. The police are searching and patrolling around day and night. The various government departments are also like frightened birds, afraid of another explosion in the next second. At this time, every bit of strength is precious because there were people everywhere, but there are no free people everywhere," my mother said flatly, even coldly.
"I was very relieved about you. This hospital is protected by all kinds of people; doctors, nurses, security guards, and agents. I can't say that so many manpower and resources are for you. After all, there are many other patients in this hospital, but honestly, everyone will give you some attention no matter what they do.
"But I didn't expect you to have such a big surprise waiting for me. Now, the people in the hospital can't leave because you're still here. They have to protect you. And I have to get people to coordinate more people to find Yarin, which worsens the already tense situation.
"I've never treated you as kids. Heller, you, Yarin, and Cynthia are not common kids. You're smart and mature. But now, I don't understand. You've never liked to play the hero. Why do you have to plan such a reckless and childish operation?"
My mother's reproach made my face burn. Yarin and I had disappointed her. Although she didn't use any fierce words, this unusual attitude was enough to explain the problem.
I explained in a panic, "We're not trying to show off or whatever, Mom. Yarin and I just want to avenge Kara!"
"Just the two of you? How many people do you have?" asked my mother. "When you were planning, did you not consider how many people the other party had and how capable they were? And how many people did you have, and what capabilities you had? Besides, is revenge something so simple? Do you know where the criminal is hiding?"
"Three days have passed. The police must have had a suspect. We just need to know what the police know."
However, I regretted it the next second because my parents' strange expressions told me that I had accidentally and foolishly told on Yarin.
"So, Yarin returned to the manor last night?"
"..."
I remained silent.
"You're too reckless." My father sighed heavily. "Perhaps your mother and I were too indulgent to you before, so much so that you were bold enough to do whatever you wanted without considering the consequences."
"Yarin only took the information for his use. He would never leak it to others," I hurriedly explained.
"Of course, I don't doubt that. But you believe him, Mom and I believe him. But do the others believe him too? They would believe the prince, but would they believe a thief? If confidential documents were found to have been stolen or suspected to have been copied, the entire search plan would be completely disrupted.
"The police have no choice but to consider the possibility of the information being leaked. This way, the information they have painstakingly investigated will become waste paper. No one dares to bet whether the terrorists have found out about these things, and no one dares to believe them without any doubt!"
My parents were right, but what was done was done. I couldn't get Yarin to come back. But I didn't want to give up our plan just like that.
Outside the window, a few sparrows stopped on the treetops and chirped. They tilted their heads to look at me, pecked at theirs feathers, and flew away.
630 Getting Help From The Outside Heller's POV: It was a sleepless night. I had never prayed as hard as I did now that time would pass slowly. Just a little slower, give Yarin more time, give me more time, so that the criminals wouldn't be able to escape in time and this wouldn't be discovered so quickly. The dark sky turned light. I heard the faint sound of wheels and footsteps outside the ward. It was the nurse coming for the morning ward round. This kind of ward round was different from the night round. It was not just about looking at the patients sleeping. There were new injections and medicines in the morning. I could not get the nurse to infuse the air nor construct an illusion that was enough to fool her. I got it now. The countdown had begun. "Nonsense, Heller, you've gone too far this time. Don't you know who those terrorists are? Who gave you the illusion that you could resist them alone?" After my father learned about this, he was no longer kind and looked at me seriously. I didn't dare to look at him. The disappointment in his eyes made me feel like a knife was on my back. After the nurse found out Yarin was missing and I refused to say anything, the hospital immediately informed my parents. Not only did our father come in a hurry, but even our mother could not stay calm in the manor. The one lecturing me was my father and not my mother because my mother was constantly on the phone. Yarin and I exhausted her, and the danger of the Silver Moon Pack also exhausted her. In the end, she didn't even scold me for anything. She just asked tiredly, "When did Yarin leave? What method did you use to hide from the doctors and nurses?" I told her the truth, and she smiled. "As expected of my son. Smart and brave, huh?" I kept quiet out of fear, not daring to look at her face. "Right now, most of the Silver Moon Pack's forces are dealing with terrorist attacks and capturing criminals. The police are searching and patrolling around day and night. The various government departments are also like frightened birds, afraid of another explosion in the next second. At this time, every bit of strength is precious because there were people everywhere, but there are no free people everywhere," my mother said flatly, even coldly. "I was very relieved about you. This hospital is protected by all kinds of people; doctors, nurses, security guards, and agents. I can't say that so many manpower and resources are for you. After all, there are many other patients in this hospital, but honestly, everyone will give you some attention no matter what they do. "But I didn't expect you to have such a big surprise waiting for me. Now, the people in the hospital can't leave because you're still here. They have to protect you. And I have to get people to coordinate more people to find Yarin, which worsens the already tense situation. "I've never treated you as kids. Heller, you, Yarin, and Cynthia are not common kids. You're smart and mature. But now, I don't understand. You've never liked to play the hero. Why do you have to plan such a reckless and childish operation?" My mother's reproach made my face burn. Yarin and I had disappointed her. Although she didn't use any fierce words, this unusual attitude was enough to explain the problem. I explained in a panic, "We're not trying to show off or whatever, Mom. Yarin and I just want to avenge Kara!" "Just the two of you? How many people do you have?" asked my mother. "When you were planning, did you not consider how many people the other party had and how capable they were? And how many people did you have, and what capabilities you had? Besides, is revenge something so simple? Do you know where the criminal is hiding?" "Three days have passed. The police must have had a suspect. We just need to know what the police know." However, I regretted it the next second because my parents' strange expressions told me that I had accidentally and foolishly told on Yarin. "So, Yarin returned to the manor last night?" "..." I remained silent. "You're too reckless." My father sighed heavily. "Perhaps your mother and I were too indulgent to you before, so much so that you were bold enough to do whatever you wanted without considering the consequences." "Yarin only took the information for his use. He would never leak it to others," I hurriedly explained. "Of course, I don't doubt that. But you believe him, Mom and I believe him. But do the others believe him too? They would believe the prince, but would they believe a thief? If confidential documents were found to have been stolen or suspected to have been copied, the entire search plan would be completely disrupted. "The police have no choice but to consider the possibility of the information being leaked. This way, the information they have painstakingly investigated will become waste paper. No one dares to bet whether the terrorists have found out about these things, and no one dares to believe them without any doubt!" My parents were right, but what was done was done. I couldn't get Yarin to come back. But I didn't want to give up our plan just like that. Outside the window, a few sparrows stopped on the treetops and chirped. They tilted their heads to look at me, pecked at theirs feathers, and flew away.
