Chapter 835 Make Your Choice
âProfessor Warner, have you made your decision?â
Upon hearing the voice, Winston silently raised his head, his face filled with disdain. âYou might as well stop wasting your time. Iâve said it before. I will not cooperate with you, never.â
Winston would rather die than betray the school or his friends. He would never go against his conscience and morals. As a professor, he conducted experimental projects with students and knew well the amount of manpower and resources required for a project to come to fruition.
Marshall once said it was the result of his lifeâs work. If it werenât for Catherine, the experiment would never succeed.
Now, these scoundrels wanted to reap benefits without effort, and Winston would never let that happen. He stiffened his neck and glared at Flash. â If you have the guts, just kill me. Since you call me Professor Warner, then you should know my identity. Just because you capture me doesnât mean you can get what you want from me. My school and my superiors wonât let you off!â
Facing the bound yet unyielding Winston, Flash couldnât help but feel a hint of admiration. He knew that Winston was different from Ronin.
Winston was a renowned professor, and the experimental project he was carrying out was receiving close attention from relevant authorities. They wouldnât allow Winston to meet his end, so they wouldnât pressure him too tightly.
Since coercion and temptation wouldnât work on Winston, Flash could only choose to try the method provided by his superiors.
Flash turned and left.
Seeing this, Winston felt somewhat strange. He didnât believe these people would be so kind as to easily let him go. There must be something fishy going on. Just as he was contemplating, however, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and then he fell into a deep slumber.
Half an hour later, Flash reappeared in front of Winston. Seeing Winston bowing his head in silence, Flash thought that Winston was using this silent protest to express his disapproval.
Flash exclaimed, âProfessor Warner, look whoâs here!â
Winston slowly raised his head, and when he saw Ronin being dragged by Flash, his eyes widened in shock. â
What do you want with me? Let go of him!â
Ronin was initially puzzled as to why Flash had suddenly brought him here. When he saw Winston, he instantly understood everything. Flash was planning to use him to coerce Winston.
Unable to contain his anger any longer, Ronin rushed forward and punched Flash. âYou jerk!â However, Flash dodged the punch. His strength surpassed Roninâs, and he quickly pinned Ronin to the ground.
Ronin struggled with all his might to break free. âFlash, you jerk, how dare you kidnap Professor Warner? Iâll kill you, you asshole!â
Flash watched the expressions of Ronin and Winston, feeling a hint of envy at the genuine emotions they displayed. Ronin was lucky, first encountering Catherine, and later, becoming Winstonâs student. The more these two cared for each other, the more advantageous the situation was for Flash.
Drawing a long knife from his waist, Flash pressed it against Roninâs neck, glaring at Winston.
âProfessor Warner, I know you are strong-willed and not easily threatened. But what about your student? Donât you care about him?â He lifted Roninâs head, presenting his face more clearly to Winston. âI heard heâs your favorite student. As his teacher, do you not even care about the life of your student?â
âYouâre so despicable!â Winston shouted in anger.
Ronin struggled and said to Winston, â Professor Warner, donât worry about me. This guy wonât really kill me. He just wants to use me. Donât agree to him.â
Flash showed no mercy to Roninâs desperate struggle. He kicked Ronin hard, causing Ronin to vomit blood, leaving Winston pale with fear.
Staring at Ronin lying on the ground, Flash said coldly, âYouâre right, I do want to use you. But you have to be useful. If you have no value to me, why should I keep you?â After speaking, Flash ordered his men to drag Ronin to the next room.
Winston, watching Ronin being taken away, became extremely tense. âYou bastards, what are you going to do to my student?â
Flash looked at him expressionlessly and said in a chilling tone, âProfessor Warner, the decision is in your hands. Your pride or your studentâs life, make your choice.â
To avoid the dilemma, Winston bowed his head in agony. Flash signaled his men, and soon, the agonizing screams of Ronin could be heard, indicating that he was being tortured.
Flash carefully observed Winstonâs every move. Noticing Winstonâs growing panic, he could tell that Winston was on the verge of giving in. Flash admired his superiorâs insight into human nature and ability to see through people.
After a long time, the screams from the next room ceased. Winston, who had been trying to remain composed, was now completely distressed. He looked up at Flash with a pale face. âWhat have you done to Ronin?â
A man in black suddenly entered and respectfully bowed before Flash. Winston noticed that the manâs hands were covered in blood, which made him even more anxious.
Flash signaled the man to speak. The man reported, âCap, we were a bit heavy-handed just now. That brat is bleeding profusely. If we donât treat him in time, he might bleed to death.â
Upon hearing this, Flash didnât immediately give orders. Instead, he walked straight up to Winston, sat down in front of him, and looked at him with a smile in his eyes. âProfessor Warner, should I save him or not?â
Winston stared at Flash, his eyes full of fury. âHow can you disregard a personâs life like this? Hurry and save Ronin! Donât delay any longer. Iâm begging you, please!â
Flash said slowly, raising his chin, âI can do that, but youâll have to pay something for it.â
âIâll pay! Iâll give you whatever you want!â Winston responded anxiously.
Flash shook his head with a cold smile. âI donât want money. You know what I want, Professor Warner. As long as you can give me what I desire, Iâll not only treat Ronin but also release both of you. Professor Warner, the choice is in your hands now,â he added.
Winston was still struggling, but Flash could see that the determination in Winstonâs eyes had faded. This was the outcome Flash wanted, and he believed that Winston would soon make a decision.
âProfessor Warner, take your time to think. Weâre not in a rush. But I canât say the same for Ronin,â Flash said with a hint of threat.