Singto could not believe it. He is sitting on the holding cell at the Precint of Patong.
According to Gunsmile, he is known as wanted to Phuket for trespassing, resisting arrest and assaulting a police officer. His whole body was full of bruises, when he first woke up from Krist's clinic.
So how can that happen? And what is his reason for doing it?
He remembered the equipment that the thief is using when he had seen some things inside his web gear. Ok, fine. Maybe that's the proof that he is indeed a thief, but whatever he does, he can not think nor believe himself as a thief.
He doesn't want any material things. He is rich and he earns high salary in SOTUS so he does not have to ....
He was stunned. Sotus? He works at Sotus... He's earning high salary in Sotus.
Hey, Singtuan! He blinks his eyes repeatedly. He can see some faces inside his mind.
He is Singto Ruangroj Prachaya. And the foolish Kimmon Varodom, who's also working at the agency, is the one who always calls him Singtuan to piss him off.
It was like a television show, when the fragments of his memories keep on flashing on him one by one, which he feared it would never return. He is totally ok now. He remembered everything.
He got up and grabbed the railing. "Boss!" he called on a guard who is raising his leg while reading a newspaper in front of his desk. The guard looked at him.
"I need a telephone" Singto immediately said
"And I need some money, but I can not get it now," replied by the guard sarcastically, before he returned on reading.
"Can you please listen to me?" Singto says annoyingly. "I'm not a thief and I do not beat the police, ok. I need a phone. I need to call my boss." Police look at him again.
"Do you think I'll let you call your boss? So that you can be able to escape with your friends? I'm not stupid!" He said as he focused his attention again on reading, then he plucked his ears with earphones and start playing loudly in his mp3.
Singto bumped his head to the railing. What time is it? How long has he been jailed?
The policemen in Patong were likely have known that he has been caught by them, for those who host him in Phuket where his last assignment was. He was sent there by their boss Tul, to monitor the suspected gun smuggling ring.
Because the Phuket government does not know who they can trust for this case. So their agency were chosen by them to investigate, rather than their police.
He found evidence that some high-ranking police officers in Phuket were involved in selling weapons to terrorists, and he 's now returning on Bangkok when he was caught by the members of that group.
He had been tortured all day long until he found a way to escape. He fought and got beaten, and suddenly hit him on his head which caused his amnesia. He could no longer recall what had happened since then. He maybe rode with a delivery van to Patong.
There are evidence to prove that the police in Phuket were involved, so they have to make everyone believe that Singto is a wanted criminal.
"Shit!" Singto cursed to himself. "Do I need to burn this cell?"
Unfortunately, he did not have the ingredients to make homemade bombs.
"No need," said a voice from the little window behind him.
Singto got stunned and faced there. His eyes grew bigger and he sighed in relief when he saw the familiar face looking at him. Kimmon was there smiling at him teasingly.
"You're just like a lion in the zoo," Kimmon teased.
Singto stepped on the bed and held the grate on the little window. "Even if you're a jerk, once you release me here, I'll hug you"
Kimmon looked at the guard who's still singing alongside the radio and still reading the newspaper.
"Do I need to use a tranquilizer on him or I'll just open the window." Kimmon asked
"Just open the window," he whispered "How did you know that I'm here?"
"Boss Tul is tapping on Phuket's telephone police line" Kimmon explained. "So we know where you are and that you are still alive."
"It is illegal to do wiretapping." Singto replied
Kimmon rolled his eyes. "We will not use it in the court. We just tap there, so we know if they've caught you"
Kimmon had stopped for a while and seemed to be thinking. "What is good to use? Screw driver or Boss Tul's new gadget?"
"You may want to be quick?!" Singto said annoyingly.
"Ok! Ok!" Kimmon said which seems it's giving him pleasure when he's annoying him.
He took a little gadget from his web gear. "It's explosive, but a silent one," he explains while putting it on the four corners of the window.
Singto quickly went down to bed and sat down on the furthest corner of the cell. He heard a sound like a little bang from the bottom of the water, before the grate fell out of the window.
"Are you thin? Do you think you can fit here?" ask kimmon.
Singto looked at the guard, who knew nothing about in what was happening.
He stepped on the bed again. The window was tall and narrow, but his arms and upper body were good and strong so he pulled himself up and went out with his feet first.
He landed next to his friend.
"Lion out from the cave. Pick up in five," Kimmon speak to his bluetooth headset which he's wearing, his statement is a signal that Singto has been released out of the cell.
Singto shook his head when he heard the code that Kimmon chose for him.
"You know next I suggest Boss Tul to give us legal code names," said Singto.
They went through the holes which made by Kimmon, on one side of the wire fence out of the prison.
They took the backpack on the lawn and then put the web gears inside of it. And as if he was not a new fugitive they walked on the street and boarded the black Mercedes-AmG which stopped in front of them.