After the car ride back to the city, a tour through the main headquarters, which Yibo was mightily impressed by, the signing of several documents and the receipt of a temporary ID card, Yibo was now sitting in the middle of around 40 special agents in a large, well air-conditioned and bright room. The briefing was due to start at any moment.

When the director entered the room, the special agents present greeted him with a unified "Good morning" and then the briefing began.

The briefing had only been going on for a few minutes when a strange feeling suddenly arose in Yibo and quickly spread throughout his body. A feeling of fear, or no, panic! He immediately thought of Zhan and the panic inside him almost overwhelmed him. He involuntarily jumped up from his chair and stared at the flat screen on the wall. All the agents in the room stared at him in confusion. "Yes special agent Wang? Do you want to say something?" Asked the director.

Yibo felt everyone's gaze on him and began to blush as he thought about how to explain why he had just stood up. After all, he couldn't tell them that he had jumped up because of a feeling. They would think he was crazy and never take him seriously again. He stared intently at the flat screen and spotted the two screens with the live broadcasts. He immediately noticed something strange. He walked to the front of the screen and pointed at the live broadcasts. "How many agents are in the surveillance car?" He asked.

"Two." Replied the director.

"That's not right. There are definitely four people in that car." Yibo explained, pointing to each head in turn. "Four heads and no movement at all." Said Yibo.

The director immediately ordered them to radio the car. But they received no answer. And the heads in the car didn't move either. Yibo pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and tried to call Zhan. But Zhan didn't answer. "What's going on? Can't you reach Zhan?" The director wanted to know. Yibo shook his head and tried again. Again, no answer from Zhan. The director was getting restless now too. "Call the surveillance team who are keeping an eye on my grandson!" He shouted to an agents. That agent picked up his cell phone, tried to call the surveillance team, and looked at the director in panic when he got no answer.

Yibo was now so panicked that he felt like he was losing his mind. He called Zhan's parents, but they told him that they were on their way to visit a great-aunt who was ill. "Zhan is all alone!" Yibo muttered.

The director went to the door and yelled, "Tell the pilot to get the helicopter ready! We're leaving in five minutes!" Then he came back and turned to the other agents: "Yibo, you're coming with me. The rest of you form teams. One team is to go to the surveillance van and look around the target's house. Another team is going to find my grandson!" Then he grabbed Yibo by the upper arm and dragged him out of the room and into the elevator behind him. Both looked breathless, although they just stood there and waited until they reached the roof.

"If anything happens to Zhan, heads will definitely roll!" Yibo said in a deep angry voice as they exited the elevator and walked towards the helicopter. Zhan's grandfather nodded and walked faster. They jumped into the helicopter and took off.

Meanwhile...

After Terry set about drawing Zhan another picture, Zhan looked around the room again. But he still couldn't see anything. It wasn't until Terry got thirsty after a few minutes and got up from his chair that Zhan could see the door. A door so massive that Zhan gasped and asked, "We're in a bunker?"

Terry shrugged, walked to a dark corner of the room and pulled out two apple juice drink packets. He pushed a small straw into one of them and held it in front of Zhan's mouth. "Here have a drink." Terry said with a smile and patiently let Zhan drink until the small drink packet was empty. Then he sat back on the chair and drank as well.

"So? Is this a bunker?" Zhan wanted to know. But Terry just shrugged his shoulders again and went back to painting. Zhan understood that he wasn't going to get anything out of Terry so quickly. This huge, broad guy lives in his own world. And in this world he only wants to paint. But maybe he didn't understand Zhan because his retarded brain had no idea what a bunker was

Minutes passed in which Terry simply painted and Zhan could do nothing but watch him. After what felt like half an hour, Zhan had an idea. He offered Terry the chance to paint with him. But Terry declined. Kira had forbidden him to take off Zhan's shackles and he would obey Kira.

More minutes passed in which nothing happened and in which Zhan became tired. So tired that his eyes kept falling shut. But he was immediately wide awake again when the door rattled. Terry got up and went to the door. With some effort, he opened the door and another massive big guy came in. Zhan knew this had to be Joe. And behind him followed Kira Bell!

Neither Joe nor Kira paid any attention to Zhan as they entered the room. They put their groceries on the table and Zhan used the time to take a closer look at Kira. She is still very young, no taller than 1.65 meters and she is pretty. Very pretty, in fact. But not nearly as beautiful as Isla Isari had been. Still, in her own way, Kira Bell was a beauty. Zhan also realized that she had recently dyed her hair black. Her scalp was still completely black, she had two dark spots on her forehead from the hair dye and her fingers also had black spots here and there.

After unpacking the shopping, which consisted mainly of bags of potato chips, bottles of Coke and a few ready meals, the two of them got two chairs from another room, sat down at the table with Zhan and Terry and looked at Zhan. "Now we finally get to meet in person." Kira Bell said, stroking Zhan's cheek with her hand. "You really are a handsome man." She giggled.

Disgusted, Zhan pulled his head away. "What... What do you want from me?" He asked, stuttering.

"Well, what do you think? We want you. Or hahaha, no, not us. I want you. You know, now that you're part of our family, you can keep your money. We have enough money. Besides, as a family member, you'll voluntarily share your money with us anyway." Kira Bell said, stood up, grabbed Zhan's face with both hands and planted a firm kiss on his mouth. Zhan froze in place.

"Kira!" Joe warned.

Kira turned to Joe and laughed. "What's the matter? Are you jealous? I told you why I want Zhan, didn't I? Don't worry, I'll still let you have a go now and then. You'll still be allowed to fuck me from time to time."

"That's not my point Kira. I just wanted to remind you that he likes guys! I can't imagine he likes it when you force a kiss on him." Joe replied and left the room angrily. Terry followed him and so Zhan was all alone with Kira, who turned to him with a shrug and licked her lips as she looked at Zhan again.

"I don't care at all that you like guys. I bet I can still make you love me. Maybe it won't be nice for you at first. But you'll see, very soon you'll love loving me." She said to Zhan and sat with her legs apart on his lap.

"You are crazy! I'll never love you! I..." Zhan replied and was stopped when she pressed her lips to his again and kissed him.

Kira picked up her handbag from the dirty floor, rummaged around in it and cheered as she pulled out her hand and triumphantly held up a pair of scissors. She cut Zhan's shirt open from the bottom up and looked at his naked torso. "Sexy." She said, touching him with both hands. She stroked his torso with her hands and kissed his neck as she moved up and down on his lap. She rubbed herself firmly against him and moaned. Zhan averted his eyes from her, inwardly pleading for this Joe or at least Terry to come in and stop Kira Bell.

A few minutes passed as she climbed off him and began to undress in front of him, forcing him to look at her naked body by turning his head towards her. Zhan could not resist. He ordered his eyes to close. But his eyes disobeyed him and looked at Kira Bell's naked body from top to bottom.

Kira Bell giggled as she saw Zhan's cheeks redden. She sat down on one of his legs and leaned down until one of her breasts touched Zhan's hand. She pressed her breast firmly against his hand and moaned as she touched her pussy at the same time. Then she slid up further, kissed his neck again and moved back and forth on his knee faster and faster. She breathed faster and louder until she groaned loudly and her whole body began to tremble. Zhan knew what had happened. Because even without ever having been with a woman, he knew that she was having an orgasm.

She stayed on top of him for a moment before putting her clothes back on and forcing another kiss on Zhan. "That was good." She said.

"Yibo will kill you for this! He'll let you die in agony as soon as he finds out what you've done! Because I belong to him alone! No one else is allowed to touch or kiss me like that! You'll see, he'll find you and he'll punish you for it!" Zhan cursed, seething with rage and disgust.

Kira Bell laughed out loud. "Your Yibo will never find you. And even if he did. He'll never get past Joe and Terry. They'll just crush his head with their big hands and you'll get to watch. Your boyfriend may have been an agent once. A good one, even. But since he gained fame in show business and became a worldwide idol, he's lived more as an idol and forgotten what he learned as an agent."

"How would you know that?"

"Oh, um. That agent, what was his name? Lee, that's right, Agent Lee, told us that Wang Yibo has forgotten how an agent thinks and acts because he's only been an idol for a very long time."

"That doesn't matter! Yibo is still a good agent. And he'll find you! And he'll save me! Joe and Terry don't stand a chance against him!"

"You love him so much that you don't realize the truth, do you? Even my dear Isla didn't trust his skills and had you watched."

"That's not right! She's been watching me my whole life! And if she didn't trust my Yibo, she would have told me."

"Why are you so angry? Shouldn't you be scared, crying and begging me to let you go?"

"You'd like that, you crazy bitch! You want to know why I'm angry? I'll tell you! My whole life has been turned upside down in the last few weeks! I was unintentionally dragged into a mission because they were after Isla Isari because she was my client. I was monitored, watched, had to close my office, was blindfolded and carted off to a run-down agency where I was treated like a criminal, then I became part of their team, had to attend a party of Isla Isari wired up so the agency could get important information, had to watch her die, was kidnapped by Agent Lee and had to watch him kill a lawyer in cold blood, was abandoned by him and had to live in hiding ever since. Oh yes, and then you came along and blackmailed me. And now you've kidnapped me. How can I not be angry?"

"Oh yes, you've been through a lot. But you know what? We, and by that I mean me, Joe and Terry, we've been through a lot worse. And Isla had a terrible life too. You're moaning about that little bit? Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Think about what Isla had to go through in her life and compare it with your life." Kira Bell mouthed angrily and stormed out of the room. The door was closed and Zhan was alone with himself and his thoughts.