After the good night sleep, Ian was able to finish the document, though his finding is, well, not so useful.
-x-
"Good news, well, for me, is that I have finished every single one of those document. The bad news, is that there is nothing important, not even where the hideout is in those documents,"
The group groaned at the announcement. "So, we all did that, for nothing," Ana said, an incredulous tone in her voice.
"Not exactly," Ian's words cause the spirit in the room to rise up.
"While there is nothing regarding the hideout in it, I am able to cross-reference the data and able to estimate the number of grunts that come and go in the tavern. This allow me to estimate how much grunts the Dark Hound has,"
This cause the group to sigh in relief. At the very least, they knew of the numbers their foes could field out, the estimate at the very least.
"That is not all," Ian seem to have more good news for them, "It seem aside from grunts, the more important members of the gang also stop at the tavern, and I knew the man's name. The only thing we need to know of is his look if we want to hunt them,"
"How can we find the man? After all, he should use some kind of codename, so people will not know who he is," Kell pointed out. However, it is less of a bother than the blonde would have suspected.
"He do use his nickname," Ian took out the paper and give it to Kell, one name circled on it, clearly different from the rest. Kell stared at the name, Bronze Hound, which is completely different compared to the other name, like Blue Dog, Black Dog, Red Dog and so on.
"As for finding him, we just need to ask the right person,"
-x-
The duo of Kell and Ian head toward the Underworld once more. This time, with a different objective. Making sure they don't go to any of the taverns owned by the Dark Hound, or any other gangs for that matter, they soon stopped at tavern with in a more neutral territory.
They entered and took a sit at the bar. The bartender quickly look at them and asked, "What do you want?"
Ian smiled before handing the man a gold coin, "How much do information cost?" a smile creeped in on the older man's face as he answered, "Depend on the information,"
A vague one, but he suspected it to be so, "Then, how much for an executives of a gang?" this time the smile dropped of the man's face as he looked at them with what could be described as a serious look.
"That would be-" Kell dropped a sack full of gold coins, one they get from looting the tavern that belonged to the Dark Hound.
"We have the money. Tell us what we want or we go somewhere else," Kell said with a serious look on his face.
"Alright, alright," the bartender put his hand in a surrender like motion. "I will get you a room with out best informant,"
He then scribbled something on the piece of paper, which they took before heading towards the said room. Once they enter, they see a woman in black dress that accentuate her curves.
"My, two cuties. What do you like to know?" thankfully, the two have zero interest in older women or older looking women, so it is hard to arouse them, at least the one in front of them would have trouble doing so.
"We like to know of a certain executives, one that is named, Bronze Hound," the woman nodded, as she looked at them with a teasing expression.
"Of course, but information is not cheap, especially for an important member of the Dark Hound," she told them, which is something they expect.
"This should be enough," thankfully, Ian had done his research before. He had asked some of the more drunkard patrons of the underworld, and to learn the price for information regarding executives. What they just gave to the women is only 2 gold coins more, but it should be enough to get the information.
Sure enough, the woman smiled and nodded.
"This is enough. So, what do you want to know?"
-x-
"Aagh, that is some good stuff. Now I am filled with good food, it's time for dinner," a golden blonde haired man walked towards the red-light district of the Underworld, intending to have some fun.
As he walked to his destination, he spot a beautiful blonde woman, probably in her early twenties. Her face is attractive enough. Added with her sizable upper asset, and the man had found his next prey.
He walked towards her, a lecherous smile on his face. The blonde disappeared between the building, but the man would not let his prey escape.
"Come out wherever you are," the last thing he saw was the blonde kissing a scrawny brunette before something slammed at the back of his head, and he lose consciousness.
-x-
"That is enough Ian, he already unconscious," Kell said, trying to stop his best friend from accidentally killing their only intel to the enemies' hideout.
"What if it was Ana, or Lisa he wanted to rape?" Ian retorted. The blonde thought about before nodding.
"One last hit, but hit it where it hurt the most," Ian looked at him with a look that said he is an idiot.
"Then he would not be in too much pain. I want to do it when he is awake," Kell thought about and agreed with his best friend.
"Two hit then, but go for the back," Ian agreed, before using the plank and smack the man on his back, hard.
"Let's get back to the house. We can interrogate him there," Ian nodded as Kell carried the man to their home.
-x-
"Urgh, where am I?" the man called out, as he tried to move, but find himself unable to do so.
"Are you coherent enough to think anything, Mister Bronze Hound?" a voice asked him.
"If you know who I am, them you must know I am working with the Dark Hound, so release me and- Argh!" a hammer slammed into his foot, turning the bones into tiny bits.
"Tell, us what we want or it will be more painful for you,"
"Screw you, the Dark Hound will- Argh!" another foot was destroyed by the fearsome hammer.
"One last chance, or we will cut of your genitals next,"
"My what?" the man seem to genuinely not know of what he was talking about, so, the executioner took a knife and pointed at his nether region.
"Wait, wait! I talk! Let's not get to drastic," he manage to say even with his broken feet.