Chapter 721
Standing Before Love
Each of them had their own agenda, but Zayne focused his attention as he couldnât continue to let his mind wander. Furthermore, he was secretly delighted since he would be meeting the legendary figure soon.
Jason drove the car steadily until they reached a desolate place. Naturally, how could a big shot easily tell them where he or she was? Right now, they could only wait here until someone took them away.
Jason and Zayne got out of the car and leaned against it, for those people would arrive in about a few minutes. At this moment, they felt that time flew by slowly, and every second felt so long. Zayne moved closer to Jasonâs side. About three minutes later, three to five brawny men turned up on the clearing.
Both of them exchanged glances. The brawny men were holding face coverings in their hands, and they promptly handed them out as soon as they walked up to the pair. Of course, Jason and Zayne obediently covered their entire faces. They wondered what special materials the face coverings were made of since their eyes couldnât see anything at all.
Zayne felt that everything was pitch-black before his eyes. Just then, he heard the brawny man say to him, âI heard that youâre very capable of investigating cases, great detective. In that case, weâll have to inconvenience you a little.â As soon as he finished his sentence, Zayne felt a pain in the back of his head and passed out. As it turned out, the brawny man hit him directly from behind, knocking him out directly. Such a method was rather barbarous.
Jason knew the proper way to behave, so he didnât show any dissatisfaction despite his displeasure at what the brawny men had done. He didnât know how much time had passed as these brawny men kept turning him around until he almost felt dizzy. Come to think of it, that person was rather cautious. Back then, Jason had helped him by chance; if it werenât for that incident, how could someone like him and Zayne get in touch with that figure? He silently counted from one to 100 in his mind, using it as a method to estimate the time. About an hour later, both Zayne and Jason were shoved into a room.
The former hadnât regained consciousness yet, whereas Jasonâs face covering was torn off violently.
Hence, he blocked his eyes with one arm as he couldnât adapt to the intense light for a moment.
Meanwhile, he heard the sound of water being splashed at one side. As it turned out, Zayne hadnât come round, so the brawny men could only splash cold water on him to wake him up. With that, the man woke up at once. He felt chilly all over, for he didnât expect that it would be so difficult to meet the big shot.
Everyone else in the room went out just then, leaving only Jason and Zayne behind. They were both tied to their stools, and Jason repressed the urge to laugh as he saw how much of a sorry sight the other person looked. At this moment, Zayne, who had been well-dressed at first, was as wet as a drowned rat, and he seemed to be seething with anger. However, there was still no sign of the big shot, and Jason couldnât even recall what the person looked like.
It didnât take long before an old man appeared in their sight. Zayne looked at the old manâs ordinary face, and he didnât expect him to have such a terrifying identity. âJason.â The old man walked up to him.
âThank you for helping me ten years ago.â His voice was loud, and he seemed to be in good health.
Zayne held back his sharp tongue, though he really wanted to ask this old man if this was the way one should treat someone who had helped them.
âThat was only an accident,â Jason replied truthfully since he wasnât a polite person.
The old man wasnât angered, though. Instead, he glanced at Zayne and sat on the main seat. This time, it was more convenient for the latter to see the old manâs face clearly. The old man seemed harmless, but Zayne shuddered when he thought of what the old man had done before. âI have to thank you no matter what your purpose in saving me was,â the old man responded with a clear articulation.
Zayne felt the need to take action just then, or Jason would definitely say something that embarrassed everyone again. âHi, Mr. A.â No one knew the old manâs real name since everyone in the underworld addressed him that way.
âYou must be Zayne Lee, the famous detective,â the old man said politely.
âThatâs an overstatement, Mr. A. Iâm nothing but an insignificant and nondescript person,â Zayne replied politely with no trace of his usual arrogance.
âYouâre very different from what youâre rumored to be, Detective Zayne. It seems that youâre here for a woman this time.â The old man hit the nail on the head. After all, he knew that only a beautiful woman could make a hero bow.
âYou really live up to your reputation, Mr. A. Youâre able to see through my thoughts before I even opened my mouth,â Zayne complimented the old man.
Jason watched the two men exchange words at each other as if he was an outsider. He didnât want to get involved in this in the first place. Besides, Zayne was better at dealing with people than him.
âIâll definitely try my best if thereâs something I can help,â Mr. A replied politely.
However, Zayne had to be suspicious when he saw how polite Mr. A was. Things went far smoother than he had imagined, and this aroused his suspicions. According to what he knew about Mr. A, the latter wouldnât promise to take action so easily. âMr. A, I heard that someone is trying to kill Heather Langston, the third daughter of the Langston Family. Iâd like to ask you to be her backer,â he said in a pleading tone.
Mr. A looked at Zayne as a benign smile played on his lips. âTo save Miss Langstonâs life.â The smile on his lips was inscrutable.
Zayne looked at Mr. A nervously as his success or failure would be decided at this moment. As he waited for the old man to nod, he felt that he could hardly breathe.
âOkay,â Mr. A agreed readily.
Zayne looked at Jason as both of them were somewhat in disbelief. They hadnât expected this matter to be solved so easily, for Mr. A was rather open to persuasion. âThank you.â Zayne could hardly suppress his inner excitement as he was really grateful to Mr. A.
âYou donât have to thank me. Just thank your younger brother instead,â Mr. A replied while pointing at Jason. He admired Jason very much and had wanted to take the latter under his command back then.
Now that they were meeting once more, he still had the same idea in mind.
Zayne looked at Jason gratefully, which made the latter feel uncomfortable as he wasnât accustomed to such behavior from Zayne. After they finished discussing the matter with Mr. A, the old man left immediately whereas the pair waited for someone else to come over and untie them. Their faces were covered once more, and the brawny men escorted them from Mr. Aâs temporary residence to where they had originally come from. Luckily, Zayne didnât have to be knocked out this time, and he kept twisting his neck after being excited. One brawny man nearly smashed the back of his head by hitting him too hard.
Despite that, Zayne didnât keep still along the way either. He said to the brawny man, âActually, you guys donât have to be so on guard against me. I have a special and deep respect for Mr. A, so Iâll never do anything harmful to him.â
However, the brawny man ignored Zayne completely, making it seem as though he was talking to himself from start to finish. Only after this time did the brawny man realize that the rumored great detective was so talkative.
After more than an hour, Zayne and Jason were left where they had originally been, and they pulled off their face coverings boorishly. The brawny men had already gone far at this moment, and Zayne looked at them from behind. Not every brawny man is so unsettling as the one before me, he thought to himself while giving Jason a bright smile. âThank you, my dear brother.â He hoped Jason could quit his business and stop working as an assassin, for it was such a dangerous job.
âDonât call me that. I merely helped you by chance, so you donât have to thank me. Itâs enough to pay me a higher commission.â Jason dissociated himself from Zayne, but he sounded much gentler this time.
Zayne knew that Jasonâs heart could melt even if he was an iceberg. Therefore, he thought he should seize upon this opportunity to mend his relationship with Jason. âAre you really unwilling to acknowledge me as your brother, Jason?â he asked affectionately.
The latter continued to drive while ignoring Zayne completely. He couldnât respond to Zayne since he just wanted to walk down the path of being an assassin until the very end.
âJason, I know my father has done you a disservice, and Iâm a coward who didnât help you when you needed it the most.â Zayne began to reflect on his mistakes. He knew that he had made many mistakes, and Jason had suffered a lot since his childhood.
âShut up, Zayne.â Jason didnât want to hear these moving words from him since he knew that he couldnât be blamed for those matters. After all, Zayne could hardly protect himself at that time.
âIâm sorry. Forgive me, okay? Please donât leave me again. You and I are the only ones depending on each other for survival in this world, so stop living a life of licking the blood off the blade.â Zayne tried to persuade him.
âIâll break off the contract right now if you continue to harass me with affections, Zayne,â Jason replied angrily as he didnât want to listen to his words anymore.
With that, Zayne immediately shut up. He couldnât continue urging Jason since doing so would only drive him away sooner. Come to think of it, it was rather laughable that this was the first time Zayne felt that he lacked so much love.
The two didnât say anything else along the way. It was supposed to be a happy day, yet it turned out like this. After returning to the apartment, both Zayne and Jason didnât speak again. The former stayed in his bedroom, whereas the latter sat on the sofa. It wasnât until Jason fell asleep did Zayne creep out of the bedroom. He knew that Jason barely slept at night these days to ensure his personal safety.
People let their guard down most easily at night, so Jason would never make a mistake at this moment.
He obviously cared about Zayne, but he didnât say anything about it. Hence, such a stubborn person rendered Zayne at a loss for how to get him to open his heart. As he recalled what had happened during their childhood, he felt that he wasnât qualified to be an elder brother. There had been a chance to redeem Jasonâs soul, yet Zayne was too cowardly at that time. Then, he gently covered Jason with a thin blanket. The heater in their apartment was working on full blast, but Zayne was still worried that Jason would catch a cold.
Jasonâs health was the most important thing at this critical moment, so he couldnât fall ill at that moment. As Zayne stared at Jasonâs face, his heart ached when he thought of how delicate Jason looked when he was a child and what he had experienced over these years. âIâll definitely bring you back to life.â He knew everything, and he certainly knew that Jason could turn back because the latter had taken the path of being an assassin.
Zayne had accumulated many resources over these years, so he believed he could give Jason a whole new life with his own power. Right now, the only thing needed was the right timing. Once their matters were over in Bradfort City, he would go into retirement with Jason. He was tired after all these years, and it was time to end the legend as he didnât want to continue carrying the reputation of being a great detective for the rest of his life. Right now, he only wanted to lead a normal life with Jason.