Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil
Chapter 356 356: Old Habit?

Flashy blinked.

"Pardon?"

Pablo went to the door of the room.

"I said let's meet your dear dad."

Flashy jolted up from the floor.

"Did you not hear any words I said? He will kill me in his house."

"No. He won't… probably."

"See? Not even you are sure. And why are you ready to go? You are the killer of his favorite children. He will kill you first."

"You should worry about your father. I am going to meet him."

"Anh. So you have made up your mind?"

"Yeah. I am going and you are too."

"Fine. If I die, tell Hena that I love her."

"Say that again and I will kill you myself."

"My bad."

Pablo opened the door and first, he let Flashy leave the room.

Then, he came outside.

"Let's go."

They both started walking.

Flashy walked beside Pablo, his heart beating faster than normal.

"Don't be nervous. I am the second Marshal now."

"I know. I am just worried about my mom and my step mom."

"If your mom is still alive then she will get well."

Flashy jerked his head.

"What do you mean by 'if'? She must be alive."

"Hopefully. Your step mother could have taken revenge from her because her children died by your master, that is me."

"Don't say such things, Boss. I am already fucked enough."

"You are fucked? Who did that? Congratulations, anyway."

"That's no time to joke. Why are you like this?"

"I am just trying to light the mood. Calm down. Your step mother will also die. You can kill her. She is equally responsible for your mother's condition."

"Yeah. I hope my father knows her true colors by now."

"We will only know that when we reach the place. Pick up the pace."

Pablo increased his speed.

Flashy followed him.

Pablo didn't know where Gerald Harlow lived but he walked like he knew it.

Flashy made sure to tell him the directions.

It was early morning so there were not that many people around the streets and Pablo couldn't care less anyway. He was a Marshal. Crowd makes space for him. Not the other way around.

After fifteen minutes of more walking, Flashy stopped in front of a mansion.

Pablo also stopped.

The mansion's exterior was white and Pablo stood outside the black tall main gate of the mansion.

Two guards were stationed on the sides of the gates.

Flashy's father was a Noble so he was well respected, strong and had money. If everything goes well, Pablo might land someone powerful in his pocket.

Looking around, Pablo stood in front of one of the guards.

"What do you want, sir?" One guard asked. He showed respect. Not to Pablo. But to his uniform.

Pablo gave a slight nod and gestured his finger at Flashy.

"Do you know this guy?" He asked the guard.

The guard looked at Flashy and smiled.

"I have no idea who he is."

Flashy scowled.

"Why are you smiling while saying that?"

"I am not."

"Yes you are." Pablo chimed in.

"Fine. I am." The guard admitted.

"Why were you smiling? Tell me." Flashy pressed.

The guard sighed. "Don't kill me, sir. But your face is funny."

Pablo raised one of his brows.

He looked at Flashy and squinted his eyes.

"Hmm. Makes sense."

"What? What is it?"

Flashy ran his fingers all over his face.

Pablo ignored him and focused on the guard.

"We are here to meet Gerald Harlow."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"Why would I need an appointment to meet my own d-"

"Yes. We have an appointment." Pablo cut off Flashy.

Flashy shrugged it off.

But the guard surely didn't shrug it off.

"What were you going to say?" he asked Flashy directly.

"Er.. I was about to sa-"

Flashy side eyed Pablo and the guard squinted his eyes.

"I am the so-"

"Ughh!"

The guard groaned all of a sudden.

The reason?

Well, Pablo grabbed the guard's neck.

"Now listen to me, you watchman."

The guard was taken aback and Pablo made sure to scare the poor guy.

"I haven't slept even a second today. I am in a bad mood. You want to know who we are? I am a murderer and if you yapped a little more…"

Pablo tightened his grip.

"You will join my body count."

The guard's face drenched with sweat and the other guard dashed towards Pablo.

"Forgive him, my lord. You can go inside."

Pablo didn't let go of the first guard.

The guard's face went red, his eyes bulging.

"I am sorry, my lord. Forgive him. He will die!"

The other guard begged.

Pablo glanced at him.

"You seem smart. Teach him some things too."

"I will. I will."

Pablo nodded and finally, let go of the first guard.

"Hahh!"

The guard gasped for air, falling on his knees.

The second guard opened the gate and not sparing the guards any glance, Pablo stepped inside the residence of Flashy's father.

Flashy followed closely behind him and whispered :

"Why did you stop me from revealing my true identity?"

"Your identity?" Pablo glanced at him. "The guards of your own father's house don't recognise you as his son. What kind of identity is that?"

"They must be new recruits."

"Yeah. Keep telling yourself that."

"Then what do you think?"

Pablo sighed. "Your father never told the guards he has another son. That's what I think."

"Fair enough."

"You okay with that?"

"Well, I mean, it's nothing new. But why was the guard smiling at me?"

"You will know soon enough."

"Alright. But even if I had revealed my identity, it shouldn't have been a problem, right?"

"No. If you would have revealed your truth, then the guards would have informed your father that his son is coming. But now, they will only inform him that a Marshal and an Abyssal Butcher is coming."

"What will that do?"

"Well, when we meet your father, I want to see his reaction when he sees his son when he wasn't expecting him. I mean, if your father wants to kill you then as soon as he would have received the news of your arrival, he might have done some preparations. Now he won't get time to do it. He would see his son unexpectedly."

"Oh. You really think of all sorts of scenarios in your head, huh."

"Yeah. It's an old habit."

"Old habit? You are just twenty one years old... probably."

"Fair point."

"Anyway, now what?"

Flashy and Pablo reached the door of the mansion.

If they opened it and went ahead, they would be inside Gerald's house.

But it seems Pablo had other plans.

"Now, we do it the old way."

Flashy didn't get it.

But Pablo showed him what he meant by that.

He placed his hands around his mouth, took a deep breath and…

"Gerald Harlow! Come outside, you old geezer!"