In the suburban villa.
Father Su glared at the person before him, his voice cold as he commanded, "Repeat what you just said."
The subordinate, trembling all over, stuttered, "News came from the island, the two people locked up there... they've escaped."
In a fit of rage, Father Su grabbed a glass from the table and hurled it to the floor. The glass shattered, and its fragments embedded themselves in the subordinate's hand, from which fresh blood flowed incessantly.
The subordinate, too frightened to resist, bowed his head once more.
Father Su, gritting his teeth, demanded, "When did they escape?"
"Five... five days ago..." the subordinate replied.
Furious, Father Su's eyes widened as he rebuked, "What are you all doing usually? So many of you and you couldn't watch two people! Search, go find them now. If you can't, I'll lock all you useless ones on the island!"
