Since he had already made a promise, no matter how perilous the path ahead, he had to see it through.
Originally, he planned to wait for a while until he had delivered the Bailey back to Hallsbay. He wanted her to stay at ease at the Shurmer residence, waiting to be married. He would only find time to handle the matter in Zaewora.
When Rebecca called to urge him, he had no choice but to take it seriously.
Interpol maintained global order, yet numerous underground forces still ran rampant despite their control.
For instance, Tarragon and the Saviors. However, all these organizations had their limits.
Moreover, it was precisely because of these organizations that the entire international underground circle could be balanced, preventing it from descending into chaos.
In the early years, Tarragon and the Saviors had signed a contract with Interpol, promising not to cross the line and only engage in normal underground activities.
A new power had emerged that day, trafficking firearms on a large scale, pushing the international situation to a precarious brink.
Interpol couldn't just sit idly by. It was only natural for them to want to step in and intervene.
“Tell me about the specifics of the situation over there. Now that the matter in Gregan is settled, I'll find some time to make a trip.”
Rebecca didn't hide anything. She slowly explained, “Some time ago, I told you they had hired a group of perfumers to deal with Interpol's pursuit. Ever since the major upheaval in Rogers Group a few days ago, when Ms. Rogers ordered the purge of all the descendants of the Rogers family involved in worldly affairs, those perfumers have been secretly eliminated by the Rogers family. We initially thought that without those perfumers, our top detectives would be able to track them down. In fact, a few days ago, we indeed located their hideout. As a result, when we sent our people to eliminate them, we fell into their trap, and a group of our elites were trapped by them. One of the detectives who managed to escape reported that they have a group of masters of disguise within their ranks. We've all been deceived by them, falling right into their trap.”
Artemis' hand casually rested on the bedside table as he listened to her report while rhythmically tapping his fingers on the tabletop.
His acuity was remarkable, instantly discerning two thorny issues amidst such a tangled mess. “Who all have they trapped? What's the deal with the disguise masters? Explain it clearly.”
Rebecca replied, “Slayer One and Slayer Three are trapped. As for the situation of the disguise masters, I'm not quite sure. I can't find any information. Black Puma is a very cautious man. Upon learning about Mr. Broderick's downfall, he immediately dealt with all the perfumers the Rogers family had planted in his place. I initially thought we could seize this opportunity to strike while the iron is hot. But who would have guessed? He's gathered a group of disguise masters to completely change their appearances.”
Artemis slowly straightened his body. When I previously served as the top commander in Interpol, my code name was The Exterminator, a name that commanded respect both at home and abroad. And the deputies I cultivated, codenamed from Slayer One to Slayer Ten, were all top-notch talents. So now, we've lost two just by cleaning up a small base of a newly risen organization? Moreover, it's Slayer One and Slayer Three who are the most outstanding in terms of intellect, combat, and skills. And where on earth did that so-called masters of disguise come from?
Right then, a name surfaced in his mind. Faceless! Bailey said that Faceless was targeting her, aiming to snatch The Art of Semblance from her hands and establish a firm foothold among the reclusive families. It seems like that woman has gathered a large group of disguise masters.
After not hearing from Artemis for a long time, Rebecca couldn't help but ask again, “Teacher, is this matter quite tricky?”
Artemis interrupted his tangled thoughts and said calmly, “I will be going to Zaewora in three days. I will be taking my wife with me. If you can avoid her, please do. I'd rather you not meet her because I'm afraid it might upset her.”
He paused for a moment, then added, “She must go because she is proficient in the art of disguise, which will aid me in locating the Black Puma's hideout.”
Rebecca suddenly laughed. “Mr. Luther, I've known you for so many years, and you've never been afraid of anything. Are you really so afraid of Mrs. Luther now?”
Artemis didn't want to converse with her. This woman is too cunning and audacious, acting entirely on her whims. She never plays by the rules. I used to avoid her like the plague, and it's still the same now.
“I'm hanging up.” He hung up without waiting for her reaction, abruptly ending the call.
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