Episode 34
"So what exactly do you know?"
"Unfortunately, I have no information to provide you."
"Fine, go ahead and try. Let's see how stubborn you can be."
Benjamin Diethar Num witnessed his boyfriend being treated this way, and his heart ached more than anyone else's. He realized that his promise to his boyfriend was nothing but empty words. Therefore, Benjamin Diethar Num was trying to come up with a reason that he could save him without arousing suspicion, but until then, he could only ask his boyfriend to be patient.
“He’s injured like this, Benjamin Diethar Num? No, Benjamin Diethar Num.”
"Is the name different? Or do I look like the person you're talking about?"
"......"
“There are some things you should ask the people who were there at the time, instead of listening to the one-sided story of the previous terrorist leader. If I remember correctly, he was the son of the previous terrorist leader.”
"!"
"What!"
"You brat!"
Benjamin finally had a chance to turn the tables, but in the next second he was beaten so badly that he curled up and became completely immobilized. Now, the only person who could help him escape was gone. Of course, his men rarely saw the expression on the face of the terrorist leader's son.
"You all heard that?"
"I...I didn't hear it."
"......"
"It's fine as long as you didn't hear it."
"yes!"
"Let's retreat, I'll take care of this."
"yes!"
—Two minutes later—
"You two, always together, what a pity. I would never understand your feelings about being together, especially since we're here to find out what you're planning to do to get rid of my father."
"Do you want to ask my father what exactly he did to your father that made my father end up in that situation?"
"Why? Why do you think my father is that kind of person?"
"Things changed the moment your father fell from grace, going from a Navy SEAL to a mere poster boy."
"And what about you? Hasn't your dad changed at all?"
"At least he admitted what he did back then, but what about your father? Does that mean your father was right? Doesn't he need to admit what he did?"
"......"
"Also, he's a new reporter, so there's no need to ask him, since he doesn't know anything."
"What evidence do you have to prove that he was just a simple journalist and had no connection to what happened back then?"
"Of course there is, but this news is shocking, and I can only tell you if you come over."
"What?"
Benjamin Diethar Num, despite being in danger, didn't complain. Sasin knew about it; he recognized his father because his mother had helped him. Years had passed, and he had secretly investigated his father under the guise of protecting Sasin. But they had been searching for them for far too long. Benjamin Diethar Num was lucky. Of the three, only his father had a face, but after years as a mercenary, he realized this might not be a good thing. This injury made Benjamin Diethar Num understand how his father had felt when he was alone.
"Trying to pull some tricks?"
"Do you think I can run like this right now? It's obviously impossible! Unless you suddenly become very pitiful towards me."
"......"
Have you thought it through? What will be the price for lying to me?
"I've thought it through."
The next second, Benjamin Diethar Noum whispered something incredibly insulting in her ear. At that moment, Benjamin Diethar Noum gripped the hand of the terrorist leader's son and pressed the muzzle of a pistol against his own abdomen. He had regained some strength, and he saw Sashin cutting the rope bit by bit with the glass. Now he could move; his only chance was to jump out of that window. Before that, he had been completely trapped because...
"biu biu!"
Two gunshots rang out, and Benjamin Diethar Noum fell to the ground, seriously wounded. Sasin, while Benjamin Diethar Noum was struggling with the terrorist leader's son for a pistol, jumped from the window to the ground. However, due to his injuries, he couldn't escape. Furthermore, there was a sparse amount of blood on the ground, so the terrorist leader's son, based on Sasin's movements, immediately ordered his men to pursue him. Sasin was lucky, but Benjamin Diethar Noum wasn't so fortunate.
"How are you? Did a bullet pierce your internal organs?"
“□□M92F”.
"As expected of you, I'll give you another shot."
With a "biu" sound, this time it was another one calling out. Sasin was running a bit too hard, and when he saw a water tank, he went straight in without thinking. However, he underestimated them. In just a few minutes, they found Sasin, but the next second he was shot dead by a bullet that seemed to come from nowhere.
"M25?"
"It's not the M25, it's the JM16A2 and M24-SWS."
"?"
The sniper captain answered Sasin's question directly. The next second, Sasin recounted the events of the past twenty or thirty days to the sniper captain. Coincidentally, they had come to rescue them. Although he was injured and hadn't run too far, his injuries weren't as serious as Benjamin Diethar Nuum's. However, his ex-boyfriend wasn't in that situation, because he heard three gunshots when he jumped.
Three times?
"Um."
"Okay, you can get in the car first."
A BMW E90 and a Porsche Box were parked outside. The Harley motorcycle also showed signs of an oil leak at that time, but these discrepancies were intentionally discovered. They then coordinated with a sniper, and the terrorists inside were mostly shot down.
"Three M107s, one MK14-NA70, ten MK14s, fifteen M92Fs, and twenty M110s."
"Arms dealer?"
Be careful.
Why?
One of them tapped on the table—it was the NOC. They had done this when they discovered the NOC, and when they saw Benjamin Diethar Nuum lying pale-faced on the ground, they carried him away on a stretcher. As they left, they were discovered by remaining terrorists, one of whom hit their motorcycle with a PPKS, further hindering their escape.
"Fuck!"
"Shit!"
Benjamin Diethar Nurm was now bleeding heavily, and this was the lowest point in Sasin's life; he hadn't cried so bitterly in a long time. Besides, if he were to die now, his life would have no meaning.
"How is the situation?"
"Not good."
"What!"
"If the spleen ruptures, the kidneys will too."
"Benjamin Diethar Num, I won't let you die! You can't die! I was wrong, I'll never break up with you again!"
Sasin's hands were covered in blood, and he had even laid out tissues over Benjamin Diethar Num's wounds. If it were Benjamin Diethar Num, he would have carefully tended to the wounds. But this time, it wasn't him treating the wounds; it was Sasin herself. Benjamin Diethar Num's injuries were so severe that she wasn't even sure she could save him, and his blood type was very rare, so there couldn't be the slightest mistake. Adding to the woes, the blood bank was running low, and the only solution was to donate blood.
"I'm here to donate blood. I'm blood type O."
"......"
"Sasin?"
“Let me do it. He needs 40, and he's only short 40, am I right? Besides, you're injured and have lost too much blood. What will you do if you give him your blood?”
"Wait a minute, I remember you weren't type O. You're clearly type AB, not type O."
"I'm blood type O, not AB. You must be mistaken."
Benjamin's mother actually tested his blood type. After finding out that he was indeed blood type O and not AB, and that the test results were normal, she directly drew his blood for Benjamin Diethar Noum.
"It's him..."
"We'll help too."
"Don't cause any trouble! If other blood types are transfused into Benjamin Diethar Noum's body, it will cause a hemolytic reaction. Thank you for your concern, please wait outside the operating room."
"......"
"Yes, sir!"
—Surgery complete—
"The surgery was a success."
"Open the champagne! Open the champagne now!"
"Very good!"
Benjamin Diethar Noum's surgery was a great success, and Sasin was arranged by Benjamin's mother to share a ward with Benjamin Diethar Noum. The first thing Sasin did upon entering the ward was to have Benjamin's mother check on his physical condition.
"Two ribs show signs of fracture, minor abrasions and some defensive injuries. Did he jump from the building?"
"Um."
"Let's try conservative treatment first, and have a follow-up examination in three months to rule out occult fractures."
"OK."
—Eight months later—
"Mom...?"
"woke up?"
"Ouch, it hurts!"
"Don't move, there's more..."
Benjamin's mother pointed to Sasin sleeping in the next bed. Benjamin immediately understood that Sasin had helped with the blood transfusion and getting him to the hospital. But the next second, Benjamin Diethar Nurm was given a severe scolding by his mother:
"You're crazy. Why did you break up with him? Now look what's happened. He's not only gotten himself into trouble, but he's dragged you down with him. I don't mind if you want to play the 'chasing after your wife' game, but what you've done is way too much."
"Thinking about it now, it really is true."
"......"
"Wait a minute, why is it called 'wife-chasing crematorium'?"
"Who knows?"
"......"
"By the way, Sasin gave you 40 units of health, so you owe him a favor."
"Mom!"
"Shut up! Be quiet! This is a hospital ward!"
Benjamin's mother glanced at Sasin briefly and said he was fine. The problem was with that brat Benjamin. In terms of bloodline suppression, Benjamin Dietar Num and Benjamin Caogangmu Peter were both her subordinates. But on the other hand, it was precisely this kind of reckless behavior that showed how good the relationship between the three of them was, which made others jealous of them.
"And then? Was the person found?"
"What?"
"Your dad and his dad."
"We didn't find the body, but we found the place where he last disappeared. That's good, because they won't be as lonely as they were in their last moments before death."
"Yes."
At this moment, Benjamin Diethar Num did not realize that it was Benjamin Kasugan-Pet who had an unusual relationship with S.S., but only his mother knew about this unusual relationship. However, she never asked about what had happened between him and Lena and S.S. before they got together, as she always had great confidence in her sixth sense.
Lena, on the other hand, was naturally relieved to hear the result. She didn't understand the content of the video either. Why was only Benjamin Grassroot Peter's face shown, but the others' faces were not? Was it a public execution? She remembered that Benjamin Grassroot Peter had mentioned the locator when he was looking for her, which was why they found her so quickly.
"Can you find him?"
"Yes, I can."
"OK".
After Rena left, Benjamin Kasugano Peter's smile turned to a grimace as he looked at the chess piece he had chosen. In fact, Benjamin Kasugano Peter had told his wife that there was not only a GPS tracker but also a listening device on Sa Shin's collar. He then played for his wife the audio recordings of Sa Shin from his capture until his rescue.
"?"
"Are you understanding?"
"Yes!"
Be careful.
Don't worry.
Because her husband was unhappy about the promise he made so casually, her son received a warning from his mother every time he went on a mission—don't make promises to yourself or others so easily.
"Did you remember?"
"I never made him any promises!"
"That's good. But if you make him any promises and then fail to keep them, you're as good as dead."
"Can you solve the problem without violence?"
"Can't!"
"......"
Benjamin outwardly agreed, but privately he admitted that he had gone too far. He was half-dead, Sasin was a third of his life gone, and Sasin was a third of his life gone. In addition, Benjamin had to compromise with the terrorist leader's son in order to find him and his father in order to save Sasin.
"Sasin, if you manage to escape from here, say hello to my mother."
"Book......"
"Then let's take a gamble."
"What are we betting on?"
"I'll protect you. If I survive, I'll protect you for the rest of my life. If I don't survive, then you can continue being a reporter."
"I can't be one anymore."
"Why?"
"How about this, I'll make a bet with you."
"What kind of bet?"
"If you are successfully resuscitated, I can give in to you and tell you why I can't be a journalist. If you are not resuscitated, then I will become your ghost."
"......"
"How about it? Do you dare to make a bet with me? And neither of us will lose anything if we lose."
"dare!"
"Okay, it's a deal."
"It's a deal!"
In fact, Benjamin already knew perfectly well why Sasin couldn't become the clerk, even though Sasin hadn't explained it. However, Sasin's willingness to take the blame gave Benjamin a sense of "conviction," but hearing the soldiers talk about Sasin crying his eyes out while holding him made Benjamin even more heartbroken than Sasin himself. This meant Benjamin would have to check on Sasin while he slept, which now seemed unlikely, considering that tigress...
When can I get out of bed?
"Three days and three nights."
"......"
"If you think my answer is outrageous, I can open up your wound and do it all over again on the operating table. That way, you won't be able to get out of bed for three days and three nights, but for ten days and ten nights. Oh, by the way, some of the blood in your body is Sasin's. If you waste the 400cc of blood Sasin gave you, then you can go home and kneel on a washboard."
"Don't do that!"
"He won't wake up!"
"tigress......"
"What? What did you say, Benjamin!"
"Apologize to Sashin immediately after you are discharged from the hospital!"
"......"
Although somewhat unhappy, what he didn't understand was why he was the one apologizing to him, not the other way around. Thinking about it, he realized he was the one who should be apologizing. Why did Benjamin receive a selective avoidance of the issue instead of a direct response?
"Why didn't you tell me? There was clearly no one in the ward."
Benjamin's mother turned around without a word. She already knew that Sasin had been eavesdropping in the next room, and now the three of them could easily exchange information. If it worked, their years-long misunderstanding could be resolved. The problem was that, in Sasin's eyes, he was more inclined to believe he had won.
"Who's winning?"
"I."
"Pah!"
"Book!"
"Never mind, there are only the three of us in the ward now, so we can make some things clear to each other."
—During my junior year of college—
Ben, you're back?
"yes."
"There's a guy also named Ben, would you like to go meet him?"
"Of course we should see him, why wouldn't we?"
Sasin somehow learned that he had been asked to return to school, and no one knew the inside story. However, this was for the best, although it was unfair to some students who had dropped out and then wanted to come back. Because when Sasin dropped out, he had written the signature himself, added his own name, and left his own relationship.
"Let me ask you two first."
"?"
"Do you want to start over?"
"What are you doing?"
"I ship them as a couple."
"CP leader, please, you're over 40 years old, and you still do things like this. You really have a thick skin."
"Yes, yes, yes, can't I be shameless?"
"Book!"
“It’s alright. He wronged you, and Auntie will avenge you. Today, I’ll make him swear an oath that if I find out he wronged you, I’ll make him kneel on a washboard.”
"this......"
Although his mother-in-law came to his defense, the punishment was excessive for both him and Sasin. He had a knee injury and couldn't kneel for long. His mother-in-law knew everything, but she still maintained a neutral attitude towards certain matters. That day, he even begged his mother-in-law not to let him kneel for too long. He remembered that he went to the homeroom teacher to speak up for his friend.
"Make a scene? Making a scene about a fight is a good thing?"
"Your friend was beaten up and you still want to make a fuss about it? And you even think making a fuss is a good thing?"
"No one was beaten to the point where they needed a level 10 injury check, like your friend did."
“He has a problem with his eyes. When someone does something for you, you should not show gratitude on the surface, but you should always feel ashamed inside. If you can’t even do that, then I don’t think you are suitable to be a teacher.”
"you!"
"Sassin".
"Why!"
"Come here for a moment."
Benjamin's mother arrived, bringing her son to offer a sarcastic apology to the boy who had been beaten. Hearing this made the beaten student, his parents, and even the teacher uncomfortable. Now, the only thing Benjamin's mother demands of her son is that he go home and kneel on a washboard.
"Kneeling on a washboard for ten minutes? Humph! It's no big deal!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
