Rocot: Reborn

Howard's pupils contracted violently, as if Roccod's words had struck him deep in his soul. His lips trembled as he tried to refute, but he closed his mouth powerlessly.

"You..." Howard spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse, "What do you want?"

Rocot smiled playfully, like a hunter in control of everything, enjoying the pleasure of the prey's dying struggle. "It's simple. Do me a small favor and I will tell you the real cause of death of your wife and daughter."

Howard took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew that the man in front of him was not a good person. His deep eyes seemed to hide endless darkness and secrets. But he had no choice. In order to know the truth and give an explanation to his wife and daughter, he could only choose to believe this devil.

"What help?" Howard's voice trembled, as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

Roccod raised his lips and gave a cold smile. "I want you to help me find someone."

"Who?"

"A woman, her name is..." Roccod paused deliberately, looking at Howard's increasingly nervous expression, and then slowly uttered two words, "Su Wei."

"Su Wei?" Howard frowned, searching for the name in his mind, but he had no impression of it. "I don't know any Su Wei."

"No, you do." Roccod's eyes became sharp, "Or rather, you used to be very familiar with her. She is Susanna's sister, your wife's sister!"

Howard's face changed drastically, as if he had been hit by a slap in the face. Past events flooded back to his mind like a tide. Susanna, his beloved wife, had a tragic fate, having died in an accident ten years ago. And Su Wei, his wife's sister, had also disappeared in the accident and had not been heard from since.

"You...how do you know Su Wei?" Howard's voice trembled with a hint of fear and disbelief.

Rocot did not answer, but stared into Howard's eyes as if he wanted to see into his soul.

After a long silence, Howard finally gave in. "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to find her and bring her to me." Rocot's voice was deep and powerful, leaving no room for doubt.

"But...she's been missing for ten years. Where can I find her?" Howard argued weakly.

"That's your business." Roccod said coldly, "I just want the result. I want to see her here in a month, otherwise..."

Rocot said no more, but the threat was evident in his words.

Howard took a deep breath. He knew he had no way out. For the sake of his wife and daughter, and for the truth, he had to agree to the devil's request.

"Okay, I promise."

"Very good." Rocot smiled with satisfaction, "Remember, you only have one month."

After saying that, Rocot turned and left, leaving Howard standing there alone, his back looking desolate and lonely.

A month later, Rocco arrived at the agreed location, an abandoned warehouse. The warehouse was empty, with only Howard sitting in the shadows, his face pale and haggard, as if he had aged ten years.

"You're here." Howard's voice was hoarse and weak.

"Where are the people?" Rocot asked straight to the point, his tone cold.

Howard was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke: "I found her clue..."

"I found a clue about her..." Howard's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"What I want is the person, not some shitty clue!" Rocot punched the cargo box next to him. The steel twisted and deformed under the huge force, making a harsh sound.

Howard couldn't help but shrink his neck. He had been running around for the past month and used almost all his connections to barely find out the truth about the "accident" that year, but the result made him even more desperate.

"Speak!" Rocot knocked on the metal box impatiently, making a "dong dong" sound, which seemed to be knocking on Howard's heart, making him breathless.

"Ten years ago, the aircraft that Susanna and Su Wei were riding in crashed. The official explanation was that it was a mechanical failure, but..." Howard paused, carefully observing Roccod's expression, "But I found out that the aircraft was tampered with, and the person who tampered with it..."

"Who was involved?!" Rocot grabbed Howard by the collar and lifted him up, his eyes as ferocious as a beast ready to devour its prey.

"Yes... yes..." Howard was strangled and couldn't breathe. His face turned red as liver. He uttered a name with difficulty, "The Williams family."

"Williams?" Rocot repeated the name, a dangerous light flashing in his eyes, "Which Williams?"

"Interstellar Consortium, the Williams family!" Howard said with difficulty, with a hint of fear in his tone. The Williams family was a behemoth that controlled the lifeline of interstellar trade. Even Rocot...

Roccod threw Howard to the ground, mercilessly discarding him like a piece of trash. He put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth in the empty warehouse, his cold voice echoing in the empty warehouse.

"Very good, Williams family, I will remember you!"

"But why didn't you investigate when Susanna got into trouble? With your ability..." Howard asked in confusion, covering his neck that was strangled by Rocot.

Rocot suddenly stopped, turned around, and stared at Howard with his scarlet eyes, as if he could see through him.

"Do you think I don't want to check?!" Roccod's voice was hoarse and painful, with deep powerlessness and regret. "Ten years ago, I was trapped in a dark and dark place, unable to protect myself. Until a month ago..."

At this point, Rocot suddenly paused, as if realizing that he had let something slip. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and said coldly, "This is none of your business!"

Howard was startled by Roccod's sudden change of mood. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but in the end he said nothing. He knew that everyone had their own secrets, especially people like Roccod.

"I want you to do something for me." Roccod's voice became cold again, as if his loss of control just now was just an illusion.

"What is it?" Howard asked. He knew that he no longer had the right to refuse.

"I want you to help me get someone from the Williams family out. Just tell them..." Rocot paused, a cold smile appeared on his lips, "Just tell them that I know the truth about the 'accident' that year, and I want to talk to them."