<h4>Chapter 189: Furious Agents</h4>


    "1..."


    Ryder started the count.


    "You bastard! My men will soon be here. I’ll see how you survive!" Jameson roared. The pain was evident on his face.


    "They won’te even if you scream all day long. Also, 2..." Ryder let out.


    "I wi..."


    Jameson started speaking, but without letting himplete, Ryder shot his other leg as well.


    ’That’s for putting Alice’s life in danger,’ Ryder thought.


    Jameson started crying even louder. His eyes were covered in tears.


    "Aaaa, You bastard! You will go to hell! I was about to start speaking, yet you shot me!" he let out as he held his legs.


    "Oh, you were trying to answer me. Sorry, I thought you were going to repeat the same thing about not answering me. My bad," Ryder responded, but he didn’t mean it.


    "Anyway, now that we have alreadye here, let me tell you about the same experiment. The experiment is to see what hurts a person more. Being kicked between the legs or being shot between the legs. Are you going to answer me, or should I count to three again?" Ryder inquired.


    The name of the count itself was enough to send Jameson into a frenzy. He was already sweating as tears kept falling from his eyes. He couldn’t help but wonder how a dignified person like him hade down to this bad condition.


    "I will tell you! No counting! I will tell you everything you want to know!" Jameson dered.


    "Well, that’s no fun. Fine though. I can experiment with someone else. Start speaking," Ryder said as he sighed.


    "Tell me why you tried to blow up your own Amusement park," He added.


    "Because of Pasher!" Jameson dered.


    "Because of Pasher? I know that he is involved after hearing your conversation, but the main question is how he is involved," Ryder inquired.


    "We had a deal. He wanted to build a five-star hotel on thend. If we broke the park, he would be able to make the hotel, but he came up with a better idea. It was to blow up the amusement park, im the insurance and then do the creation of the hotel in thend," Jameson dered.


    "Well, that was anticlimactic. I thought it was because of some evil n or some sad history of the viin that made him hate kids having fun, but it was just for a fraud? Sigh, I’m disappointed in you," Ryder sighed as he let out.


    "That’s all we wanted. He had invested heavily in mypany, so my profit was also his profit. I couldn’t deny him when he suggested this n either," Jameson answered.


    "What about Estonia? Why did you want to kill her?" Ryder asked again.


    "Estonia?"


    Jameson was once again shocked as he heard the question. He couldn’t understand how Ryder knew about all these things.


    He was about to reply when his head started spinning. He had begun to feel weak. His legs had lost a lot of blood, and he wasn’t able to see clearly.


    "Yeah, Estonia. Why did you send men to kill her?" Ryder asked again, but he suddenly noticed something strange. He was about to step forward when Jameson fell down to the ground as he lost consciousness.


    "He’s unconscious. I should’ve practiced moderation when shooting him. Now I can’t do anything but wait," Ryder let out in annoyance as he brought out the spray that he had saved fromst time he had used on the Dean of the University of Dreamers.


    It was a spray that was able to heal any wound, but it had a side effect. If it was used on a man, it made them impotent, and if it was used on women, it made them unable to have a child in the future.


    Since Jameson was not a friend, Ryder didn’t care if he was made impotent.


    Ryder stepped forth and sprayed on both of Jameson’s legs.


    Jameson’s legs started healing, and the bleeding stopped. In less than a few minutes, Jameson’s legs were healed.


    Ryder picked Jameson up and ced him on the bed. He also sat on the bed.


    He casually picked up Jameson’s phone that was lying on the bed.


    The phone was locked, but Ryder easily handled the lock. He used the fingerprint of Jameson to unlock the phone.


    As soon as the phone was unlocked, Ryder opened the contacts of Jameson.


    He opened Pasher’s number. He also brought out his phone and saved the number in his phone. He ced his phone back and started going through the contacts of Jameson to see if there was something of value in there.


    He hadn’t even scrolled once when a message arrived on Jameson’s phone.


    Ryder opened the message and started reading it.


    "Boss, The FBI team is waiting for you. They are getting impatient. They are asking how long it would be before youe. What should I tell them?"


    Ryder couldn’t help but be stunned as he read the message.


    "FBI? What are they doing here? It would be troublesome if they came to meet Jameson," Ryder muttered. "I can reverse time, but that wouldn’t be useful. Since the FBI is here, I need to save that for an emergency."


    He started typing a message.


    "Tell them that I’m not feeling well and that I have fallen asleep. Have theme another time. I won’t meet anyone today."


    Ryder sent the message.


    Daga was the security head of Jameson. He had just sent a message to Jameson to ask about his arrival and only after a few seconds, he got a message back.


    He read the message and nodded his head.


    He walked towards the team of the FBI that was sitting on the couch, waiting.


    "Ladies and Gentlemen, I have received the information from the Head Maid that the Master is sleeping. He also has a slight fever. I don’t think that he would be able to meet you today. I sincerely apologize. Pleasee again some other time," Daga told Ray and others.


    "We can’t leave without seeing Jameson. I wouldn’t disturb him too much, but we can’t leave without getting what we need. We have already shown you the investigation warrant, and we have to finish it today. We have already waited enough here. Either call him down, or we’ll go find him ourselves," Ray dered as he stood up. He was finally annoyed and feeling disrespected. Not for himself, but for the organization he worked for.


    "Don’t think you can treat us this way! We are not here to ask him for any favor, it’s an official FBI matter, and we have already waited long enough. That’s enough time," Riya also chimed in.