NIKKE, When the Milky Way Blossoms

“I have no ill intentions. I just want to find a black market dealer named Kurt.”

Upon hearing this, Dolan, sitting behind his desk, narrowed his triangular gray eyes slightly, revealing the majesty of a superior.

"You and your woman injured five of my brothers in one go, and now you're telling me you meant no harm? Is this the new way to greet people in Ark?"

The middle-aged man spoke calmly. It would be impossible for him to organize a gang with a gambling operation right under the nose of the central authorities of the Ark without powerful backers.

Therefore, he was certain...

Clank, clank——!

Before Dolan could even finish making up his mind, Phoenix, who had come to the desk, impatiently pushed the desk with both hands, pressing the edge of the desk directly against Dolan's chest, startling him so much that he almost lost his composure.

Is this guy serious?

The sudden action clearly startled the remaining thugs.

Seeing their leader in trouble, and with their lives and fortunes entirely in his hands, how could they not be loyal? One by one, they were about to draw their knives and attack, but they were deeply intimidated by Wollum, who came forward next.

"do not move."

The woman toyed with a dagger she'd somehow gotten from some unfortunate soul, and said nonchalantly, "Whoever touches it will end up in the hospital."

At the same time, the man leaned down and met Dolan's eyes.

"If you know, say you know; if you don't, go and inform your boss."

If you dare say another word of nonsense to me, I'll shove your head in a case.

At this point, Dolan, whose face had been alternating between red and white, had finally figured out what Phoenix had said.

The reason these two masked bastards came to cause trouble on his turf might really just be to find that damned bastard Kurt through him.

after all……

They didn't even recognize their own leader, the leader of the Chian Gang, and acted as if they had no idea who the Chian Gang's backer was.

Anyone with even a little knowledge would never be so unruly.

So, which jerk told the other party that he could contact Kurt?

It's best not to let him know after this is over!

"...I can help you find Kurt."

Having figured out the key point and realized that the other party didn't intend to kill him, the leader of the Chian Gang returned to his original composure, only his words became much more concise.

“That bastard is cunning. If I act too eager, he will definitely hang up and hide.”

"..."

Seeing that Phoenix wasn't responding, Dolan had no choice but to abandon his bossy demeanor and continue:

"I'm confident I can lure him here within four hours, at the latest by 2 a.m.

Chapter 50: What Details Should Be Noted When Murdering?

In Kurt's eyes, there are only two kinds of people in the world.

One type is called the rich.

One type is called the poor.

He didn't want to be poor because he had been poor for over twenty years, and his parents had been poor for forty or fifty years, eventually becoming so poor that even hospitals wouldn't admit them, and they rotted to death in an abandoned house in the suburbs of Ark.

So Kurt's ideal was simple—he wanted to be rich.

A rich man who will never have to worry about money again; a rich man who will never be looked down upon again; a rich man who will have a lawyer to collect his body even in death.

Therefore, so-called morality, ethics, and right and wrong can all be discarded.

In his eyes, these things were worthless, a fact that those hospitals and charitable foundations had already proven to him with their coldness and words back then.

But tonight, just when he thought Dolan had landed him a big deal...

boom!

In the antique-style office on the second floor of the nightclub, Kurt clutched his stomach, spitting food scraps and acid onto the floor. He then looked up at the masked man before him and sneered:

"Who would dare to do this... who would leave their real name, who would be afraid of death?"

He feared being broke more than death.

Not only that, he also found it somewhat amusing that there were actually men in this world willing to stand up for Niki.

If it were for non-mass-produced Nikis, that would be one thing—those custom-made, lifelike bodies are indeed more pleasing to the eye than most human women. But to risk everything for a group of mass-produced Nikis…

"You're the commander? No, that's not right... Those cowards who are either brainwashed or crying for their parents wouldn't risk losing their identities for a few weapons... So, you're Niki's family member, right?"

Kurt grinned maliciously.

"Is it your sister's brain or your younger sister's brain? Could it be..."

Before he could finish speaking, Phoenix's right hand, gloved with black rubber, had already reached into the black market dealer's dog's mouth, and amidst the painful screams, he broke off two of the dog's upper front teeth.

Blood immediately dripped onto the ground.

"You don't need to try to provoke me, I won't kill you."

Beneath the mask, a pair of eyes wearing tinted contact lenses slowly smiled into crescent shapes, making Kurt's heart, which thought it was fearless of death... feel a chill.

The man said calmly, "I'm giving you two choices now."

"First, tell me everything you know, and I promise you won't die."

Second, if you show me that you won't say anything more, I can guarantee you won't die.

I'll count down from five; if you don't answer, the default choice is two.

Don't waste my time; you're not the only black market merchant on the entire Ark.

"five……"

After listening to Phoenix's words, Kurt couldn't help but think about the two options in front of him.

"Four……"

This guy's first choice should be exactly what it sounds like: as long as he cooperates, he will let him go.

"three……"

So what's the second meaning? To torture oneself day and night, making oneself wish for death? What gives him the audacity to do that...?

"two……"

Wait, Dolan... why would Dolan compromise with him and betray himself?

"one……"

"My custom-made phone is inside the left lining of the coat. Tear along the seam on the right collar of the coat to reveal a chip with a special interface protocol that can only be used on my phone. The slot can be found by removing the phone casing and prying off the battery."

"…a pleasure to work with."

Slightly disappointed, Phoenix patted Kurt on the shoulder and awkwardly slipped his right hand inside Kurt's lining.

Then, following the black market dealer's instructions, he disassembled the phone step by step and inserted the inconspicuous, strange chip into the phone slot.

"It contains all the preview videos, which are just ordinary shooting videos without any visual enhancement processing."

Kurt swallowed hard, cold sweat beading on his forehead, a wave of fear washing over him.

He truly felt it.

I could sense the disappointment in the other person's eyes when he didn't choose the second option.

madman……

This guy is a sadistic and violent lunatic! Interrogation is just an excuse and psychological comfort for him to commit violence!

That must be the case!

Otherwise, what reason would he have to show such disappointment when the person he was interrogating chose to confess?!

……

……

"001. K_S_4", "002. K_S_2", "003. K_L_4"...

Phoenix scrolled through the video catalog titles, his brow furrowing as his thumb slid across the page.

He could sense that these titles were meant to be some kind of category, but due to time constraints, he couldn't possibly watch all one hundred-plus videos tonight.

"What do these codes mean?"

Faced with the madman's questioning, Kurt, fearing he would find a reason to abuse him, hurriedly and incoherently explained, his mouth full of blood:

"The first letter, K, stands for Niki's death video, and N stands for Niki's maiming video."

The letters in the second box are: S for shooting death, L for trampling or crushing death, X for mental breakdown, and W for recording death.

The number in the third slot represents the number of Niki videos that match the categories in the first two slots.