“Some of us are leaving now, and the rest of you will stay back to clean up here,” the red-masked clown ordered and told others to carry out the iron box containing the ball boy. Then he also rushed out.
The others left one by one, leaving only two werewolves in blue masks to clean up the scene.
Rufus and I exchanged a nod and walked out of our hiding place.
The two clowns didn’t give any reaction when they spotted us, probably too surprised. They eyed us blankly as they clutched the mops in their hands.
“Are you guys here to enjoy the amusement park rides?” The one wearing a grey shirt was the first to react. He watched Rufus and me suspiciously.
The other one, who was dressed in a white sweatshirt, quickly realized that something was wrong. He shifted the mop in his hand, holding it like a weapon. “How long have you been here? What did you see?”
“We have seen everything.” Rufus snorted, and his intimidating presence made both the men retreat a few steps.
I didn’t have the patience to converse with them. Grabbing one of them by the collar, I demanded, “Where did you take the disabled kids?”
The man swung his mop at me and fiercely replied, “Since you have seen everything, we can’t let you live!”
With a sneer, I said, “Try me!” Just as I was about to swing at him, Rufus pulled me behind him and shielded me with his body. “Let me handle this.”
Both the clowns spun around and pulled out large machetes from the gap between two tables, swinging them in Rufus direction. He lightly dodged their attack and positioned himself behind them in a flash, aiming a kick at one clown’s leg and grabbing his weapon.
The other clown quickly changed tactics and turned to attack me.
I snatched up a broom from the floor and hit it on his head, kicked his wrist, and then seized his machete.
The clowns weren’t skilled fighters and were only trying to scare us with their weapons. Without them, they quickly folded. Rufus and I could subdue them in just a few moves.
Rufus tied up their hands and feet with ropes and flung them to the ground. They had already started begging for mercy.
I was afraid of creating too much noise and attracting unneeded attention, so I shut the dressing room door.
Crystal’s POV
The two clowns understood that the situation was not in their favor and instantly began begging for mercy.
Rufus removed their masks, revealing two ordinary men in their early twenties. “What do the colors of these masks signify?” Rufus asked them forbiddingly while shooting a glance at the masks.
“I’ll tell you everything.” The man in the white sweatshirt was well aware of his current predicament and quickly spilled his guts.
“The colors represent different standings. The green mask is for tourists, while the red, pink, and blue masks are for staff. The colors reflect our ranks. The red ones have the highest position and are the fewest in number. At present, there are only two of them, while the blue ones are the most common.”
“So, you are the most common ones?” I asked.
The clown hurriedly nodded and said, “Yes, we are assigned the simplest jobs, so we are the most common.”
“What do you usually have to do?” I asked again.
The clowns exchanged a glance, the hesitancy clearly written on their faces. “Tell us.” Rufus furrowed his brows, iron lacing his voice, forcing the clowns to yield.
“Okay, okay. Please don’t hurt us. Staff like us who are lower on the totem pole usually only perform some chores, such as mopping the floor and moving things around.”
As soon as I heard this, I knew that both of these guys were lying-at least they didn’t tell us the whole truth. I angrily slammed my hand on the table. “Don’t try to fool us. If you don’t tell the truth, you won’t leave this place alive.”
The clowns reflexively moved their heads away from us and muttered, “We’ve told you everything we can.”
I scoffed and cracked my knuckles, saying, “Fine, then I will ask you one question at a time, and you can give me an honest answer. If you don’t, I’ll pull your teeth out.” The clowns were terrified and frantically shook their heads.
“It’s your choice now.” I watched their frightened faces frostily without mercy. Both the clowns were sweating profusely and nodded in agreement. We’ll tell you everything we know.”
“Who is Lee?”
“He… He is the owner of this circus.” The clown’s eyes darted around furtively and dared not meet our gazes, the guilt obvious on his face.
Rufus put down the masks and asked, “Does he also wear a red mask?”
The clown shook his head frantically with fear. “Lee is the ultimate authority figure. He is different from all of us. He wears a black skull mask. We don’t have the status to meet him, so we don’t know his real identity.”
Rufus calmed down and asked, “You abducted those disabled children or bought them from human traffickers, right? Where are they now?”
The clowns didn’t want to give a direct answer to the questions and gave a vague reply.
“Tell me! Where are they?” My patience ran out and I couldn’t help but shout.
Both clowns peered at us warily. “Who are you and why are you asking us these questions? If you want us to give you answers, you need to reveal your identities first.”
“Don’t ask too much. You just need to answer our questions,” I threw their words back at them with a snort.
At this point, the color drained from the face of one of the clowns. “Have you come from the imperial palace?”
After asking that, he struggled violently and shouted, “You must have! Lee hates people from there the most. If he finds out that you caught us, he won’t spare us!”
Crystal’s POV
After learning that Rufus and I were from the imperial palace, the two clowns struggled with all their might. I was caught off-guard, and almost failed to subdue them. Fortunately, Rufus acted quickly and knocked them unconscious. He then grabbed a chain lying nearby and locked them inside a closet. He also made a call and dispatched his men to take these two back to the palace for interrogation.
“This is a significant lead,” Rufus reassured me. “We should be able to find Arron soon, don’t worry.” He then took a clown costume from the racks and handed it to me. “Here, put this on. Let s try to catch up with the group that just left.”
“Right!” I took the brightly-colored clothes and hurriedly put them on, as well as the mask that came with the set.
From what I could tell, there were very few she-wolves in the gang. To avoid stirring any suspicions, I plucked a makeup kit and a wig from the dresser. I was planning to darken whatever patch of skin I had exposed. Luckily, the room had all kinds of cosmetics and paints, and with some effort, I finally looked like a common laborer who had been slaving away in the sun.
To wrap things up, Rufus donned the hat that one of the clowns had been wearing before putting the other one on my head. “Let’s go.”
He made to lead me out of the dressing room, but we stopped short as we heard frantic footsteps from outside, followed by a loud banging at the door.
We exchanged a glance and immediately got into a fighting stance.
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