"Why is this happening?"
The hunter guilds that received Yeriel's request for cooperation responded very quickly.
Among them, there were quite a few guilds that not only sent out alibis for the gravity and space hunters, but also information about other guild members.
Even if we ask for cooperation from our special forces or the Hunter Association, it won't be this clean and quick.
I found it both very strange and annoying.
"You could do this right before you left work?"
"Hehehe."
"Now do you understand my greatness?"
Alice feels proud for no reason next to Ariel, who is smiling bitterly.
Well, even among the general public, Ariel Frost is practically treated as a living goddess...
It is difficult to get a good sense of its status among those currently working in the industry.
As I am an unregistered hunter, I am not very good at reading the atmosphere there.
I was thinking that I should use Yeriel's name more often in the future.
Blanche, who was examining the materials sent by the guild, sent a signal.
I tapped on my smartphone and read the material the guy popped up.
"Raynold Smith, a B-rank hunter affiliated with the Black Wolf Guild. Contact is currently lost."
"Raynold Smith? Are you foreign?"
"He's a naturalized hunter from the United States. He possesses a rare compression ability. He could easily have been involved in this crime."
[No smartphone tracking results. It appears to have already been disposed of.]
'That's a clever decision.'
Raynold Smith had been avoiding the guild for some time now.
There's still a lot of quota left, but I haven't even participated in the raid.
The guild has neglected it because it is bound by a rather loose contract, but once suspicions arise, it is the first thing to be reported.
Given the circumstances, I thought there was a very high probability that this guy was the culprit.
'Can you track the vehicle?'
[No results. Presumably using a cannon car.]
'Of course it would be.'
At this point, I'm starting to get annoyed too.
'You can use up some of your quota, so switch to facial recognition and track it.'
I'm sure the recognition rate will drop significantly since they're obviously disguised...
This suspect was relatively easy to track down because he was from a foreign country.
Blanche scanned the area from where the harbor was.
[Found it. It's next to Incheon International Airport. The suspect's physical characteristics are an exact match. Confirmation completed through route tracking.]
"Let's go out!"
"Oh, already?"
We headed to the parking lot, avoiding the reporters' eyes.
I didn't want to let anyone know that they were being chased.
'It's so bad that I have to use an oracle to keep up with it.'
Of course, the current Oracle does not have the ability to make the impossible possible.
Just something that makes what's possible a little bit faster and easier.
Thanks to Lee Seo-woo and Seo Ji-yu being in a different vehicle, Blanche was able to speak out.
"What about the others? Are they with the suspect?"
[It seems they've already dispersed. We're tracking them now.]
"What the hell is going on? Wouldn't a foreign hunter be able to make some money? And for him to commit such a crime..."
[This was not the case with Raynald Smith.]
Blanche responded calmly to Alice's nagging.
The agent holding the steering wheel pressed the accelerator like crazy.
It's still too early to set sail, so I think we'll have plenty of time.
Since he went to the port near Incheon, he probably intended to take money and seek asylum in China.
[Raynold Smith's abilities are certainly useful, but they're incredibly difficult to develop. They're said to place extreme demands on the user's spatial perception.]
"It would be a bit difficult to actually use the compression ability in battle. I'm not a porter."
As Kim Jeong-tae chimed in, Blanche continued her explanation.
[Furthermore, Raynald Smith is a case where his rating dropped after he became a naturalized Korean citizen.]
"What are you talking about? Are you saying you got a negative evaluation?"
No. Korea's ranking system is more strict and systematic than that of other countries. It's common for foreign A-rank hunters to be rated as B-rank in Korea.
"Oh, that's right..."
As expected from a country with a strong hunter base, Korea has a very strict ranking system.
Raynald Smith was furious at his own assessment, but it was too late to cancel his naturalization.
Unfortunately, his performance in Korea was at a level that would be considered a B-rank hunter.
He was overrated from the start.
Blanche continued to comment and evaluate him calmly and cruelly.
[Raynold Smith's Korean dream never came true. The workload and risk level have dropped significantly compared to his time in the United States, but his income has also declined. However, it seems human consumption habits are not something that can be easily changed.]
If your income decreases but your spending habits don't change, you'll forget to save.
And if you forget all your savings and still can't cut back on spending...
"You must have a debt. How much is it?"
[The officially confirmed amount is 800 million won. If private loans were used, the amount would increase further.]
"crazy..."
Alice swallowed her curses at the situation beyond her imagination.
At this point, even a B-rank hunter's annual salary would be enough to pay off the debt.
Raynald Smith's spending was just as reckless.
[Holding a party once a week and shopping at department stores whenever I was bored... I can't believe I've gone this far. Given the circumstances, I think I've even dabbled in drugs.]
At this level, there is more than enough motivation to participate in a bank robbery worth hundreds of billions of won.
Since he was already deeply in debt, he was planning to make a big splash and leave Korea.
While thinking that, I clicked my tongue inside.
'Is Raynald Smith not a leader?'
This bank robbery was extremely daring and elaborate.
This isn't something a drug addict can plan and execute.
The leader who hatched this plan and commanded the criminals must be no ordinary person.
Yeriel, who took the seat next to me, looked a little upset.
"I feel like I'm getting further and further into the shadows of society."
"Is that so?"
It's not unreasonable to think so, since Yeriel is a figure who can be said to be at the pinnacle of hunter society.
We were able to arrive at Incheon International Airport soon after, having surrendered ourselves to the shaking vehicle.
We prepared to storm the docks.
The guy who was hiding near the dock tried to run away as soon as he saw us.
But we had already completed the encirclement.
"B-rank hunter of the Black Wolf Guild, Raynald Smith! You are under emergency arrest on charges of special theft and attempted unauthorized departure!"
"shit!"
The man struggled and cursed in very good English, but was quickly arrested.
Tia, who had taken off the leash, easily knocked the guy down and stomped on his back, striking a victory pose.
"Master!"
"Hey, you shouldn't step on people like that! You're on the news!"
"Ah..."
I pushed Tia away and then yelled at Raynald.
"Where are the others! Where did you hide the money?"
"Now, wait a minute! Wait, wait, wait!"
The suspect looked terrified at us and raised both his hands.
It seems like he was scared when he committed this crime and was about to be punished.
Well, in countries with poor public safety, it's quite possible to resist the police and be shot dead.
I rummaged through his arms and took out something like a small cube.
"Is this... a banknote? Was it designed to reduce weight?"
Whoosh.
When a cubic cube was thrown forward, it inflated on its own and regained its original size and shape.
We clicked our tongues slightly as we looked at the huge pile of bills before us.
There was a huge pile of 50,000 won bills, and the volume must have been at least several billion won.
"But 20 billion yen is not enough."
"That's all I have! That's all I have! I shared the rest with the other guys!"
"Other guys?"
"Huh... If I provide them with information, will I be exonerated?"
The suspect, who seems to not yet understand the situation, is talking nonsense.
I pressed my body against the guy's and muttered with as much sincerity as I could.
"No. If you don't blow it right now, I will prosecute you with utmost sincerity."
"Ugh! Anyway, that's all I have. 4 billion! I can't get any more even if you beat me to death!"
"4 billion?"
I was a little surprised by the smaller amount than expected.
Raynald Smith played a key role in this case.
Since his abilities are irreplaceable, I thought he would have received at least 6 billion.
Since we're already here, I decided to verify what I had expected.
"How many culprits are there in total? Four, including you?"
One of the explorer hunters who helped build the tunnel and possibly figured out the structure of the vault.
One electronic hunter is in charge of hacking, and another is in charge of digging.
Finally, Raynold Smith, who is in charge of cash and materials transportation...
The minimum number of people required for this operation was four.
As the number of people increases, each person's share also decreases, so they probably wouldn't have increased the number of people arbitrarily.
However, Raynald Smith claimed the existence of a fifth member.
"There are 5 people! After deducting miscellaneous expenses, divide the 20 billion equally among the 5 people, so each person gets 4 billion!"
"Five people? Then who's the leader?"
"I've never even seen the leader's face! He always communicates telepathically, and he didn't even show up on the day of the operation!"
That's ridiculous.
Are you trying to use tricks to reduce the sentence?
The guy who read that expression on my face explained very desperately.
"It was that guy who planned this, gathered the members, and controlled them all! Otherwise, why would we have given a fifth of the money to a guy who didn't even show up?"
"It's even more suspicious that he gave that much away?"
"I was threatened. He said he'd expose our whereabouts if we didn't give him his share! Trust me! He planned our entire escape route. He left the money right before we left..."
It may sound hard to believe, but the suspect's desperate attitude made it seem impossible for him to lie.
"What's that guy's name?"
"Yeah, it was a woman's voice, but I don't remember her name. Seriously!"
"Was she a woman? I bet you called her something anyway!"
"B... Black Lotus. That's what I called it at first."
"Black Lotus?"
It was a nickname that sounded like a complete joke, but it really seemed like there was no other clue.
I continued asking questions about the other criminals, remembering their names clearly.