Luis, who sat with wounds on his temple and bandages on his arm, looked down deeply. "I... I have failed to guard the place. I'm sorry, Mr. Franky," he said, full of regret.
"Forget your apology. Now focus on more important problems. We are looking for Lars and his friends. I want them to crawl, begging for forgiveness from Mrs. Diana," Franky Smith said without turning his head, his eyes fixed on the big screen.
"What is this video?" Franky Smith slammed the table in anger. "Not this one. Quickly look for the others!"
The professional IT team, deliberately hired by Franky Smith, immediately moved quickly, searching for information related to last night's events. However, none of the CCTV footage at Hero Cafe showed any riot during the night.
One member of the IT team exclaimed, "Mr. Franky, it looks like the original video has been fully destroyed."
"What?" Franky Smith was shocked, genuinely furious.
Meanwhile...
Inside an old warehouse in the northern part of Libonvel City, the temporary headquarters of Lars' group appeared to be alive. The computer lights were on with many open data windows. Kenzo was busy typing quickly while chewing instant noodles, while Clara, the only woman in the group, was busy cleaning weapons stored in a long suitcase.
A big young man named Gara seemed busy lifting a coffin containing logistical equipment to the iron rack in the corner of the room.
Lars sat on an old sofa, staring at the wall full of strategy. In the center, a photo of a boy hung and was the focus of his attention. The person in the photo was Danny Warner, his brother.
Lars took a pack of cigarettes to take one, then slipped the stick between his lips. Clara, Lars' personal assistant, hurried over with a lighter in her hand.
Lars let the girl ignite the cigarette at his lips. He put his legs up on the table with a relaxed attitude.
"How, Ken, have you got the information?" Lars asked after blowing out a puff of cigarette smoke.
"Yes. I just found it, boss," Ken said without turning his head, though his eyes looked serious.
"Continue," Lars said, still with a calm demeanor.
Ken nodded. "Ready, boss."
Lars then turned to ask the others. "Frans, what about the investigation I assigned to you yesterday?"
Frans, who was also busy with his laptop, immediately answered, "I've got it, boss. According to our spies, he is tightly guarded for twenty-four hours straight, with high surveillance in layered rooms. And..."
"And what?" Lars asked, curious.
Frans paused for a moment. "And that person has reportedly been moved to another room. With such tight security, it would be very difficult to get to him."
Lars was stunned by Frans's report. The target was heavily guarded, but that didn't mean he couldn't be taken. There must be a way to kidnap him.
"Is there any other information?" Lars asked again.
"There is, boss. From the latest information I received, that person is now in a state of illness. Besides his two legs being paralyzed, he's also experiencing mental disorders due to ongoing torture by his stepmother." When saying this, Frans spoke very carefully, worried that Lars would become furious.
Upon hearing this, Lars's blood boiled, his head felt like it was exploding.
In a burst of fury, Lars slammed the cigarette butt to the floor in annoyance, stomping on it until it left only a small puff of white smoke that quickly vanished.
"Bastard!" Lars cursed, his emotions exploding. "Looks like that witch really wants to destroy us all!"
"Then we have to move quickly before Diana truly acts beyond limits!" exclaimed Nayaka, who was always excited whenever there was a plan to cause chaos. "Just give the order, boss, and our people will immediately move in to free Mr. Danny."
"Right, boss. If we're still short on troops, I'm ready to contact a special team from the North Karang region," Kenzo said with excitement.
Lars was silent, his fists clenched tightly. "To deal with the Warner family guards, we don't need a massive force. We're already enough. It's just that we need the right time to strike!"