Chapitre 70: The Shit Is About To Hit The Fan

While maintaining low visibility in Vendu ruins, I searched for a secure spot to hide and bide my time until it was the right opportunity to make my move.

"Hmm, what are those men up to?" The extra muscles that tagged along with the cops were setting up some sort of barricade using metal braces. I had no idea what they needed those engineers for.

This was one of the main reasons why I didn't rush in right away to recover what was rightly mine. I wanted to see for myself the elaborate scheme they had planned. Sure enough, it was going to be an exciting show, for me at least.

A short while later, one of the engineers came over to where the detectives were stationed with the brat and told them, "We've finished setting up the braces as you've asked. Do you mind telling us what this is all about?"

I too wanted to know the answer to that engineer's question. "What the hell are they planning, some sort of soft ritual?"