Chapter 26: 26

Chapter 26 Bait

 

Odin was distressed by the intelligence of the officer in front of him. He had explained this much yet Wilson was unable to connect the dots. Odin even doubted how Wilson managed to join the security forces of Blue Vine University.

 

“It’s easy to frame Chris’s death on me because I had a spar with Chris and the last person with the intent to threaten his life was me. If the framing was successful, then I’ll be guilty and isolated. By then, it will be much easier for them to kill me or exchange me with whatever stuff, right? If I’m locked up by you, I’ll have nowhere to escape and it will provide them with convenience.” Ultimately, Odin chose to patiently explain to Wilson.

 

“Although your words make sense, I still don’t believe you’re completely innocent. If you hadn’t heavily injured Chris, at least he still had the chance to fight back, instead of dying horribly.” Staring at Odin with seriousness, Wilson half-believed Odin’s words but he was unwilling to release Odin.

 

“What kind of far-fetched logic is this?!” Odin couldn’t believe his own ears. It was Chris the one who came causing the trouble, why was he partially responsible for Chris’s death?

 

“Sit here and wait. I’ll ask a second opinion from other officers.” Wilson ignored Odin’s rebuke and left the questioning room.

 

Slamming the table with both of his hands, Odin was perplexed how the situation escalated to its current state. He had explained this much yet the d*mned Wilson was unwilling to believe him and even wanted to forcefully convict him.

 

After half an hour went by, Odin almost fell asleep on the table before Wilson returned.

 

“So, how did it go? Can I leave?” Seeing Wilson enter, Odin, who was lying on the table, immediately jolted up, looking at Wilson expectantly.

 

“Nope, I’ve discussed this with other officers. They don’t believe you’re innocent. I’m afraid I have to lock you up now!” Wilson’s expression wasn’t joking at all.

 

“I already said that much yet you still don’t believe me. Even if I was locked up, I didn’t kill him. There will still be people dying because of the Black Death Society.” Beads of sweat were forming on Odin’s forehead.

 

“But we also cannot guarantee you didn’t kill him.” Wilson was as stubborn as a donkey. No matter what compliments or threats Odin gave, the blockhead officer in front of him insisted on imprisoning him.

 

“Forget it, you just want the evidence, right?.” Odin no longer justified himself and became oddly calm. These officers imprisoned Odin because he lack of proof to show he was not the murderer. As long as he found a chance to lure out the people from the Black Death Society, he could make them spit out the information they had on Chris.

 

I never imagine there will be a day I will proactively search for the Black Death Society. In the past, I had to do whatever it took to avoid them. Odin gritted as he thought to himself.

 

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“How are you going to find the evidence?” Raising his brow, Wilson was interested in Odin’s words. His expression wasn’t as serious as before and even had traces of a smile in it. The smile made Odin recall a fox hunting its prey.

 

“As long as I can lure out the members of the Black Death Society and pry the information about Chris out of them, then it will prove my innocence.” Odin’s sharp gaze landed on Wilson. Although Wilson’s smile was uncomfortable to him, Wilson was the one who had the choice to imprison him or not, so he could only bite the bullet and get along with Wilson.

 

“This method indeed can prove your innocence.” The moment Wilson lowered his head to ponder, a snap echoed throughout the room. All of a sudden, a group of four officers entered the questioning room.

 

“What’s going on?” Odin warily stared at them and even posed his fighting stance. If they were going to use violence to force him to admit he killed Chris, then he didn’t mind tearing down the entire security office.

 

“Kiddo, don’t be that nervous. The youngsters are too hyperactive.” Looking at Odin posing out his fighting stance, Wilson let out a chuckle. “They are my partners. We’re a team in the security forces. We’ll do as you say to lure out the Black Death Society’s members.” Wilson headed to the four officers and stood in a row with them.

 

Odin suspiciously stared at the five people in front of him, unsure why the stubborn Wilson became amiable all of a sudden.

 

“Of course, there’re conditions regarding this matter. We will make sure you won’t die if we’re using you to bait out the Black Death Society. We’ve discussed it for a bit and according to the relationship you described between you and the Black Death Society, you’re the best bait.” Wilson slyly smiled at Odin. Although it was a smile, Odin could sense a trace of chilliness.

 

Odin immediately realized something. Gritting his teeth, he asked word by word, “You’re just waiting for me to say to find the evidence, right?”

 

Ruthlessly glared at Wilson, Odin found out he was too laughable.

 

In fact, in the beginning, Wilson somewhat believed Odin’s words about the Black Death Society. His leaving wasn’t to discuss whether or not to imprison Odin, it was to discuss how to search for the mastermind. However, because of Chris’s bizarre death, no one was willing to become the bait to lure out the Black Death Society. In the anxiety, he suddenly thought of the hostile relationship between Odin and the Black Death Society. Odin was the best bait one could be. So, the officers deliberately let Wilson tell Odin they didn’t believe him and wanted to imprison him before Odin said he wanted to search for the evidence. That way, someone would be the scapegoat for them, what a joyful occasion, right?

 

Utterly played by Wilson, Odin finally understood the meaning of Wilson’s smile. It was a smile of triumph seeing a prey entering one’s grasp.

 

“It’s fine to let me be the bait and send me to my death.” Regaining his composure, Odin coldly uttered. Since the matter had grown to this state he needed to maximize his benefits. “I have conditions and I want benefits.” Leaning on the chair, Odin’s gaze landed on the ground, letting out an unapproachable expression.

 

“You still want benefits? This is to clear your name!” Wilson was amused and naturally wouldn’t relent that easily.

 

“Since it’s a matter of life and death, how can there be no benefits?” Odin sounded like it was inevitable.

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