"I'm at Station Seventeen! Get your ass over here." Chu Bamboo rudely cut the other person off and hung up. Then, he looked at the boss. "Take us to the underground station!"
"Yes." The boss had become a complete yes-man.
...
This was a peculiar secret room.
Chu Bamboo sat in a chair, his brow gradually furrowing. The boss, of course, had already taken his leave.
"Um," Captain Yang began, but Chu Bamboo cut him off. "Don't say a single word right now! Just be as still as a statue. Wait for my orders! Whatever I tell you to do, you do it immediately!"
"...Yes." Even though Captain Yang still had his doubts, he could only nod.
Chu Bamboo gently tapped his fingers on the armrest, pondering a very serious problem—the person he had just called was the number three confidant under Eleven...
Chu Bamboo knew that Eleven had a group of very special confidants who wouldn't be killed even when Eleven was in one of his crazed fits...
