[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

Keegan's voice came from outside the door.

"Let me in."

The ghost politely declined, "It's inconvenient, can't you tell?"

He glanced down at his body, which was only covered by a towel around his lower body, and made it clear.

Keegan frowned slightly, refusing to back down.

"I'm looking for YN, and you have no right to refuse on her behalf."

The ghost was about to close the door.

"Wait, don't bother us."

But Keegan reached out and blocked the door, speaking in a deep voice.

"Kid, I need to see you."

Ghost: "Damn it, let go!"

You didn't want to watch them argue, so you interrupted.

"Simon, let him in."

As soon as he said that, Ghost was stunned for a moment, and Keegan took advantage of the situation, pushing open the door and walking in.

The ghost silently closed the door again.

Keegan strode into the room and soon met your gaze.

He was wearing casual clothes and a mask, so he must have taken off his gear and come to find you as soon as the mission was over.

As you sit on the bed, the blanket covers most of your body, but your exposed shoulders and collarbone suggest that something was about to happen inside.

A sense of guilt welled up inside you, so you pulled the blanket up a little and then asked him.

"Keegan, what's the matter that you're in such a hurry to see me about?"

"Your eyes were red when you stood at the window."

He described what he saw through the scope.

"what happened?"

Finally, he asked you with a serious expression.

However, his words startled the ghost behind him, who then pursed his lips, walked towards you, and placed a kiss on your cheek.

I'm sorry I upset you.

You shook your head: "It's okay, I didn't know the situation at the time either."

The ghost stood up and looked at Keegan.

"If this is all you're doing, you can leave now."

But Keegan didn't move; he just watched you silently.

The ghost's expression turned cold, and his words became increasingly sharp.

"What, you want to stand here and watch us?"

Keegan ignored him completely, staring intently at you and asking you in his deep, resonant voice.

"Kid, can I stay?"

The ghost reached out and grabbed his collar, growling at him.

Do you know what you're saying?! I disagree!

Then the ghost turned to look at you, only to see that your face was flushed and your eyes seemed to be wet as you looked at him.

"Don't argue..." (Revised)

Ghost gritted his teeth and hesitated for a while before finally letting go of Keegan's collar and giving him a shove.

Keegan steadied himself and then looked at the ghost.

The ghost looked up, resentfully directing him.

"What are you looking at! Get inside!" (Editor's note: This is a direct translation of the original text.)

After saying that, he pointed in a direction and then turned to walk towards you.

He pressed down on you like a mountain, half-kneeling and bending over, his hand gripping your chin, his brown eyes meeting yours with resentment.

"You're very brave. I hope you won't regret your choice."

Immediately afterwards, his aura descended, forcefully enveloping you.

And you heard the sound of running water in the bathroom...

ch.289: Spider's Confession (Pure Perspective, No Whitewashing)

[288 has gone missing. Soldiers, please search for the target!]

The intense light shone on the spider's face, causing him to squint uncomfortably, and his mind drifted back to his past.

The last time he touched a steering wheel was three years ago at a repair shop.

As my fingertips brushed against the texture of the carbon fiber steering wheel, the sunlight slanted across the repair shop, making the dust in the air look like gold dust.

The black race car was still parked in the same spot, the corners of the sponsor stickers on the car body curled up, like a worn-out band-aid.

He was just a child from an ordinary family, but he dreamed of becoming a famous race car driver.

He worked hard for a long time and devoted a lot of effort to it, spending all his time practicing, and finally stood out from the crowd.

But at the final qualifying round of the tournament, his coach told him to give his opponent points.

Of course he couldn't agree! All his years of hard work had been for this moment, how could he just give it up?

So he refused, which led to a change in his life.

On the day of the race, the rain was so heavy it looked like it would flood the track.

Before the sixth bend, his navigator called out the braking point a full three seconds later than usual. When he slammed on the brakes, half a bottle of cough syrup rolled onto the passenger floor. It was later discovered that the bottle was laced with drugs.

He realized then that his trusted navigator had changed!

He wanted to mislead him while he was driving, to make him lose!

So he ignored the navigator's instructions and completed the race on his own, relying on experience and memory.

He was the undisputed number one, but his career was ruined after he was reported for using drugs!

He knew he had been framed, by his trusted teammates and coach, all for the vanity of some rich young master.

He appealed and protested, demanding that the police conduct an investigation, but they tacitly ignored him.

He wanted to expose the matter but was suppressed. His parents' unexpected car accident left him only with his mother, who was in a vegetative state, and a pile of bills that were astronomical to him at the time.

So, in his most desperate moment, when a drug dealer stopped him in a restroom and asked if he needed anything, he abandoned all morality and principles and asked that question.

Can I join?

Since they've pinned this crime on him and ruined his future, he'll rebuild his life with his own two hands and then destroy them in return!

After two years of relentless hard work, he built his own organization in just two years.

He possessed many things: money, houses, and fame.

And he used the drugs that ruined him to ruin the people who had framed him.

When he saw them begging him like dead dogs, crying and pleading, he suddenly felt a tremendous sense of control!

But even if he succeeds in getting revenge, he can't go back. Because of that incident and his parents' car accident, he's long since stopped daring to drive.

Since there was no turning back, he would forge his own path on a new one!

And he did have that luck; in just five years, he became a well-known drug lord in the state!

He could have gone much further...

If one does not lower their guard against that woman.

It's laughable that a woman managed to defeat the famous spider in just one hour.

But there was nothing he could do. From the moment he stepped into the villa and saw her, his heart began to pound uncontrollably, clamoring to get closer to her.

He's lived so long, always striving, training hard, competing hard, and seeking revenge; he hasn't had time to truly experience love.

There have always been many women who throw themselves at him, especially after he gained wealth and status, but none of them met his expectations for relationships.

Perhaps because he had experienced many impure relationships, he became more obsessed with first impressions, which is why he was captivated by love at first sight.

Looking at her smiling face, he felt an overwhelming urge to give her everything in exchange for her favor.

But beautiful moments are always fleeting; her decisive shot shattered his ridiculous illusion...

"Spider, do you know why we caught you?"

A deep voice sounded, and the spider slowly opened its eyes, meeting Merrick's gaze.

The spider scoffed, "Too many people want to catch me. How would I know what your reasons are?"

"You are smuggling dangerous chemical drugs, and we suspect you are trying to create inhumane biological weapons."

The spider paused, then frowned and asked in return:

"I'm just an ordinary person, making some money through trading. Why would I need to manufacture those weapons?"

Merrick frowned and asked for some details, which Spider answered one by one. After his teammates verified the information, they found that he had not actually made any weapons, but had only been involved in smuggling.

"So, you were transporting all those things for others?"

The spider, bound, simply slumped down, offering a listless response:

"As I said, I'm just doing some trading. I don't have the time or the knowledge to develop any biological weapons."

He participated in the race car driver selection in high school. His grades were only average before, so he didn't really have much knowledge of chemistry.

He knew about the smuggling of chemical drugs. The reason he was able to grow so quickly was simply because he dared to do any kind of deal.

Merrick picked up his pen: "One last question, are you smuggling this chemical drug for a man named Reiner?"