The God Virus

After knowing her identity, the FBI beauty no longer bothered herself with the detective as she directly called her boss and explained everything before hanging up.

Meanwhile, currently, detective Argent was talking to a witness while wearing a frown, "So, you're saying this handsome man who was just like the devil himself casually murdered that guardian by snapping his neck in front of everyone?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying! He was so fast and agile that I could barely see a blur before he had already cracked his neck. If you ask me, he was definitely a guardian too. Moreover, he has to be at least a two-star Guardian for him to be that strong!" The witness responded with his voice still shivering due to that horrible sight.

"A Guardian you say, huh-" Just as she was writing something inside her note, suddenly, the detective felt her phone vibrating. But taking it out, she realized it was actually the police chief's number! A number she was forced to save in the past.

Immediately, as she became greatly startled, her entire body began trembling. This happened because the last time she had anything to do with the police chief, she was nearly sold out as a plaything to that person!

Nevertheless, suppressing that feeling of fear within her, she answered the call, "Y-yes, police chief, please go on and-"

However, before she could even finish her words, a shout was heard from the other side of the line, "Do you want me to die, bitch?! Fuck! Why do you keep looking for trouble with that person?!"

Detective Argent's eyes promptly went wide open as she became frozen still.

A few seconds later, forcefully calming herself, greatly confused, she inquired, "S-sir… wh-what person? I didn't. I didn't do anything…"

"Fuck, I'm talking about that person which almost resulted in your own demise last time! That person! The case you're working on right now has to do with him! Do I need to be more clear??! It has to do with the Virus Industries, damn it!!!" Enraged, screamed the police chief into his phone.

"Ah-" Hearing that response, detective Argent's face instantly went pale in horror as memories of that night of spanking uncontrollably invaded her mind while she wondered anxiously, 'Why should this case have to do with him, whyyy!'

"Go pass on the case to that FBI agent right this moment! Also, apologize to her!!!" Shouted the police chief once again.

"Yes, sir." Snapping out it, understanding exactly what her priorities should be right now, hanging up the phone, she stormed toward the FBI beauty at once while pondering to herself powerlessly, 'I should've realized when that witness said the murderer was a handsome man who is just like the devil himself… only he can have that kind of paradoxical characteristics. Ah, also, he's the only person I know of who can get away with murder like that.'

Then, finally arriving in front of her, she started voicing with a frightened face much to the stupefaction of the FBI beauty, "Ah… th-this case is yours! Sorry… I'm really sorry, I'm really, really sorry! Please don't tell him, okay?"

After a few seconds of astonishment, the FBI beauty finally proclaimed, "What… what are you talking about? Don't tell who?"

Noticing the fact that the agent didn't know who she was talking about, she continued, "A-anyway! I apologize okay? I'm going away now. Please tell your boss that I apologized and went away immediately. Goodbye." After that, not wanting to linger around for even a second longer, she scurried away.

Catching this amusing sight, the FBI beauty couldn't help but wonder, "What did her boss tell her for her to be that scared, I wonder… who was she afraid of so much? Hmm, wait, could it be…"

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Knock! Knock! Knock!

The next day, waking up by the nonstop noise of the door, Virus rushed to open it only to witness the refreshed faces of certain beauties standing before him.

"Good morning!" The two uttered almost simultaneously.

"Ah, morning… what time is it?" He questioned while yawning.

"Ten in the morning. We're here to eat breakfast together." The golden beauty replied showing a half-smile.

"Then come on in." Pushing the door wide open, he signaled them to enter the room.

...

Knock! Knock!

"Breakfast's here, sir." A while later, the door to his suite was knocked again as a feminine yet familiar voice came from outside.

"Come on in!" Virus exclaimed, secretly looking forward to his breakfast.

Having received permission to enter the house, the waitress swiped the locked door open before pushing the food cart in their direction.

Meanwhile, seeing Hu Yuexin placing their breakfast in front of them with an entirely expressionless face, Virus felt even more amused while pondering, 'Is she acting as if last night didn't happen? Was she forced to serve us again? Or is she doing it of her own volition?'

On the other hand, being the sensitive women they were, both the golden beauty and Amara were staring at Virus' face while thinking, 'Why is he smirking at her like that?'

"Um, Aizen, is there anything you want from this respectable waitress?" Having already recognized Hu Yuexin from last night's incident, Amara queried.

"Hmm? No, not really, I was just thinking this hotel is really high-quality for them to send such a beautiful lady to serve us, that's all." Mouthing this, looking at Hu Yuexin's face, he went on, "Please tell the hotel that we're greatly satisfied with your service and that from now on, we would like only you to serve us."

Hearing this, a momentary frown sat on Amara's face as she contemplated, 'Does he perhaps… like her? Is he into Chinese beauties?'

The more she deliberated, however, the more annoyed and jealous she felt, 'Damn it! I should've warned the hotel not to send a beautiful person like her…'

At the same time, the Chinese beauty's thoughts were in a complete mess while she pondered anxiously, 'Nooo, I don't want to!!! Last night I already requested my supervisor to send someone else here from now on… but he insisted that these guests were too important for them and only I was qualified to serve them. Why… why did I have to be the one to be sent here. Furthermore, now this bastard wants me here every time and… God knows what he's plotting against me.'

Feeling the atmosphere turn a lot gloomier after he specifically asked for her, Virus couldn't help but wonder in mirth, 'Why did all their faces turn so dark all of a sudden?'