Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?



The country was going crazy, and the wealthy man who lost his daughter was also panicking. 

His name was Elric Montague, father to Jenny Montague.

Elric felt he was on the cusp of death if he didn't find his daughter. 

He promised his dead wife he would always take care of her. Now, look at it. 

He shouldn't have listened to her pleas for wanting to live an ordinary life. 

As the only heir and successor to his Montague companies, how can her life be anything ordinary? 

After the age of 11, his daughter locked herself in her room, refusing to come out unless he all-weather joined ordinary public skills and lived like a typical youth. 

At first, he had guards monitor her for years without end. 

Nothing ever happened, and no one seemed to know her since she also never attended elite parties with him. 

Now she was a full-fledged teenager whom no one knew was a secret heir to his billionaire household. 

So he thought things would be alright. 

But fate chose to play a cruel prank on him after many years of letting his guard down. And now, his beloved daughter has been kidnapped! 

He slammed his fists on his desks, causing many to jump back with trembling shoulders.

His office was dead silent, now of the many men and women in suits daring to speak.

Elric swept his red-hot eyes at them. "No calls yet? No one asking for handsome money?"

A middle-aged woman pushing her glasses inwardly with a calm face. "None, leader. They might be trying to lay low from all the commotion before trying to contact us."

"What about the tracking device? Still not found yet?"

"No, sir. Till now, we can't find where her tracking devices were disposed of."

The secretary felt it was weird.

The scene from the tracking devices hidden within the little miss's phone and charm bracelet all proved she was indeed stepping won't the gravesite.

How to say it?

The signal indeed shows that the miss entered that building on the cemetery grounds. 

But after midnight, the signal strangely became dull until it vanished into thin air.

Meaning someone must've shut it down. But how can they do it without triggering their defenses? 

You have to know that their leader, being one of the wealthiest people in the country who also had military and political powers, indeed had one of the best security technologies at his disposal.

So for someone to bypass their systems without getting any alert meant they were just too skilled, with a deadly qualified team. 

But what did they want? And who were they? 

For people with such skills, everyone in the room felt ordinary trafficking and organ selling were beneath them.

No...

They definitely attacked the idol group because of their little miss.

So was this a political matter? And what was up with the many useless police officers, mercenaries, and detectives they reached out to?

Are you saying no one in the world can be of assistance to them?

--Silence--

The quietness made everyone's thoughts spin.

RING!!!!!~

Elric's hand moved like lightning towards the singing phone. New n𝙤vel chapters are published on

Who?

[Is this Mr. Elric?]

Yes! Yes! This is him! What have you done with my daughter, you crazy bastards!" Elric exploded all the pent-up emotions he carried. But the other side didn't rush to hold him back. 

Of course, the call was also monitored to trace where it was coming from. 

What? 

In the sky? On an aircraft? 

[Are you done, Mr. Elric?]

Elric gnashed his teeth and prayed for patience. 

'Done my ass!'

"Speak, you bastard! What is it that you want?"

[Tone, Mr. Elric, tone... I'm not the enemy here.]

Elric was taken aback. "Not the enemy? Then who are you?" And how did they get his private phone number? 

Getting it isn't an easy feat. 

Of course, he had all phones wired for tracing, whether public or private. 

This alone showed the capabilities of those calling in. 

Elric was already on edge, listening to the calm voice on the other side. 

[Who I am isn't important for now. What's important is that you find your daughter, correct?]

Elric squinted his eyes. "Correct. I want my daughter. And I take it you have a way to bring her back to one place without a single strand of hair missing?"

[Hmmm... My master can do it.]

"What? Your master?"

[Yes, Mr. Elric. I'm calling on behalf of my master to assist you in solving the problem. If you accept our help, we can guarantee that much.]

Everyone in the room was silent, feeling the matter tricky.

Why did they feel that the people behind the caller might be the same people who kidnapped their misses?

What was the scheme here? What was their big plan? 

To get the leader/boss to a hidden location before taking him out? 

'Boss, don't fall for their tricks!'

Everyone was uneasy but stayed silent, listening to the person on the other end. 

[Mr. Elric, I know you're dubious of my identity. But you have nothing to fear. Soon, you'll get a call from several others confirming my identity. In fact… you probably know of me, though we haven't met yet.]

Elder Hou wasn't joking. 

The Hous many medical industries were globally known. So wouldn't he know when he saw him? 

Again, Old Gia had already called several people in the country, making clearance for them. 

Military people knew other powerful military people globally. 

They had their unique circle, though sometimes, knowing another didn't mean you were friends with them. 

Old Gia had many powerful top military heads as enemies too. 

In the room, everyone looked puzzled, wanting to know who the mysterious caller was.

Elric stared at his table in brief silence. 

"Alright. I'll enlist your services. But if there's any foul play, I'll make sure your bones are never found."

[Mr. Elric… I'll forgive you for your harsh words just this once…As I said, Mr. Elric. You're not the only powerful one here... Now then, let's get down to business.]