Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 489 - 477 Service Quality

Chapter 489: Chapter 477 Service Quality

Yang Yi unlocked Anton’s handcuffs, and then his leg irons.

Anton stood up without the slightest pause, turned, and walked to the toilet in the cell to take a leak.

In fact, Anton could use the toilet with handcuffs and leg irons, but he had to maintain a particularly uncomfortable posture and could only do so while sitting on the toilet.

After using the toilet, Anton carefully washed his hands, then his face, and finally he walked up to Yang Yi and asked leisurely, "Can we leave now?"

Throughout the process, Anton didn’t show any abnormal emotions; he just sat calmly, stood up calmly, and then followed Yang Yi out of the cell calmly, without anger, excitement, or any sign of surprise at the prospect of leaving prison.

When Yang Yi led Anton to the cell of the tough guy, Zhang Yong and four others had already lifted the tough guy.

There was no stretcher, not even a wooden board. The tough guy was carried in a makeshift sling made from sheets, which meant he couldn’t lie down comfortably and had to suffer a little longer.

Yang Yi and Brian walked at the front, all the way out of the cell.

Karinichenko was waiting outside, flanked by four soldiers with guns aimed at Yang Yi and his group, although a closer look would reveal that the guns were actually aimed at Anton.

Anton stopped in his tracks, his gaze turning to Karinichenko. Although his face was expressionless, Karinichenko stepped back several paces, and the four soldiers immediately raised their guns and aimed at Anton.

Anton didn’t move forward; after a moment of thought, he said to Karinichenko with a heavy voice, "Although you have been rude to me, you didn’t seek to insult me deliberately. I forgive you."

Despite Anton’s words being rather impolite, Karinichenko seemed visibly relieved.

Anton then looked at the four soldiers and said expressionlessly, "You are not the ones responsible for guarding me. Even though you’ve pointed guns at me, I forgive you as well."

Karinichenko let out a sigh of relief and whispered, "Alright, lower your guns, lower your guns!"

Gesturing toward the gate, Karinichenko said sternly, "You can leave now. Wherever you want to go is fine. The farther, the better. Go on, leave now."

Someone wearing military trousers glared fiercely at Karinichenko and was the first to walk out the door of the Black Jail.

The group from Alpha Group filed out, then they stopped together, turning to look at Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong waved his hand and said, "Those who don’t want to stay can leave. Just remember that you were saved by Trident Mercenary Group. Look at him, he’s the one!"

Grabbing Yang Yi, Zhang Yong shouted, "This is our leader. He didn’t think you should die in this prison, so he paid to bail you out, simply because he has money and a good heart. He doesn’t expect you to repay the money, just remember that you owe him a favor. Now, go ahead. No one will trouble you again."

After exchanging glances, one of Alpha Group’s soldiers nodded at Yang Yi and said firmly in Russian, "Thank you!"

The group was resolute, each thanking Yang Yi before turning to leave.

However, three men remained in the end, meaning that out of a team of twelve, three had decided to stay.

Yang Yi thought this ratio was actually quite high.

There was only one vehicle, but there were eight people. Yang Yi looked at Zhang Yong and asked, "How do we get there?"

Zhang Yong waved his hand and said, "You three take the car and take the tough guy to the hospital. I will take them back."

"To the hospital, which hospital should we go to..."

Yang Yi pondered for a moment before suddenly saying, "I’ve got it, wait for me, I’ll make a call."

Yang Yi had just remembered that he was now a customer of the cleaners, who were supposed to handle such matters, and that he could definitely trust them with the safety of the person; however, Yang Yi mainly wanted to experience the quality of the cleaners’ service.

Yang Yi walked to the side by himself, then he took out his phone and dialed Terry’s number.

"Hello, Sea God."

"Hello, I have some matters I’d like you to handle, I’m a customer now, so I’m entitled to request your services, right?"

"Of course, please go ahead."

"I’ve got a casualty here who needs to be taken to the hospital, or at least receive proper medical treatment, and also, it would be great if you could send me a car."

"That’s possible, please provide the location and time, as well as the identity of the casualty."

"The entrance of the Black Jail of the Security Bureau, as soon as possible, and as for the casualty’s identity, he’s a prisoner I’ve just bought from the Black Jail, formerly from the Ukrainian Security Bureau."

"To receive the casualty and arrange treatment will cost four hundred thousand dollars, not including medical expenses, and sending you a car will be one hundred thousand dollars."

Yang Yi was startled, then he said awkwardly, "You’re charging for this, huh... "

Terry was silent for a long while, perhaps taken aback by Yang Yi’s question, Yang Yi continued awkwardly, "Could it be a bit cheaper? Even just for sending a car, charging one hundred thousand seems too expensive..."

"Our minimum fee starts at one hundred thousand dollars, and we never negotiate prices."

Yang Yi thought about giving up, as spending another four hundred thousand dollars to save a tough guy wasn’t worth it since he had other options albeit less convenient ones, and spending one hundred thousand just to get a car delivered was even less justified, completely unjustifiable, in fact.

But after a brief hesitation, Yang Yi decided to spend the five hundred thousand dollars after all, not for anything else but to test the cleaners’ service quality.

"Alright, that’s a total of five hundred thousand, please send someone right away, we’ll wait right here."

Yang Yi hung up the phone, then he walked over to Brian and his group, sniffled, and said in a low voice, "I’ve become arrogant, with a bit of stinking money I’m not myself anymore, I just spent five hundred thousand dollars just to save some trouble."

Zhang Yong shrugged and said, "If you put it that way, what else can I say?"

Yang Yi checked his watch and said, "Let’s see how long it takes for them to get here."

Twenty-five minutes later, two vehicles arrived in front of them, an ambulance and a sedan.

A person dressed as a doctor got out of the ambulance, glanced at Yang Yi, then walked straight to him and said softly, "Hand the person over to us."

After handing Yang Yi a car key, the man dressed as a doctor said, "The car is yours now, any special instructions regarding the casualty?"

"Nothing to say, just try not to let him become useless, that’s all. Uh, the car, it’s a bit too shabby!"

The sedan didn’t look like it was worth ten thousand dollars, so Yang Yi felt that he had just bought the most unsuccessful car of his life - for one hundred thousand dollars, he could have gotten the RS6 he wanted. Nevertheless, he was very satisfied with the efficiency of the cleaners.

After all, to have someone arrive within half an hour to take away the casualty and never have to worry about it again was not something just anyone would do. Additionally, this was Kyiv, so the services of the cleaners left Yang Yi very satisfied.