The Returning Supervillain Raises a Hero

Episode 58. Gwen X Melon

Tracy Gwen returned to Culver City, California, USA, where he had a home in a hurry due to a family call during an adventure with Nam Man-hyuk downstairs.

Culver City has many characteristics, but above all, the climate is stable. Even in midsummer, the temperature does not exceed 27 degrees, and in winter it does not go below 7 degrees.

Of course, there are places that are better for people to live in than here, but it is true that it is much better than Korea where Seohia is located.

“Tracy. come on Was the adventure fun?”

My father, who calls his name with love, was summer in California.

“honey. Think of his age. What is travel at an important time when the future is decided? Tracy, tell me if I’ve done anything wrong. Don’t hit us in the back later. Oh my, look at you shutting your mouth. Sweetheart, you have curly hair—”

That stepmother who pronounces people’s names as garbage was like winter in Korea.

“stop.”

Mikhail Gwen always gently dissuades her stepmother in a low voice, but does not push. Tracey Gwen had seen this for years, but it was heartbreaking.

“I’m afraid Gilbert will be like that. Come here, Gilbert.”

The stepmother called her son Gilbert Gwen, but the ten-year-old boy ran up to Tracy and hugged him.

“sister! hi!”

“Yes, bye.”

Gilbert is such a gentle and kind child that it is unbelievable that he was born to such a stepmother.

When the stepmother was pregnant, a passing priest made a fuss saying that a saint would be born, but it may not be entirely wrong.

Tracy greeted him by stretching Gilbert’s cheeks to the left and right, stroking the boy’s head and sending it to his stepmother.

“I want to play adventures with my sister!”

“later. Come in now.”

“Hey.”

As Mikhail threatens Gilbert with regret as he looks back at Tracy several times, Gilbert runs up to the second floor with his stepmother hugging him.

I pre-ordered the Indiana Julia set because Gilbert likes those toys. Originally, I should have brought it, but it seems that Nam Man-hyuk is using it as important. I decided to get it back later.

“Yeah, was the adventure fun?”

“It was going to be fun.”

I didn’t have fun because you called. Mikhail smiled bitterly when he saw Tracy, who had learned how to talk.

‘It was said that young birds flap their wings only when they fall from their nests.’

Although it was only half a year, Mikhail, who was overcome with emotion at the sight of her daughter who had grown significantly compared to before entering the school, pretended to take off her glasses and pressed the corners of her eyes to hide her tears.

“It’s all grown up. You put my calling ahead of your fun.”

“yes? Wasn’t it important?”

Tracy was not called by her father, but by the Gwens.

“It’s true that something urgent has happened.”

“What is it?”

Guessing it was a job that required a search skill, Tracy listened to her father.

“Gwen Bank’s data has been leaked.”

The Gwen family is a family that has prospered in the financial industry. Securities companies, asset management companies, futures, trusts, comprehensive finance, investment advisory, and even hedge funds when the opportunity arises, leading to a rapid increase in taxation.

This was possible because Mikhail himself and his father had a natural talent for seeing the flow of money, which, unfortunately, was only inherited by men. This is the reason why he left his beloved wife and adopted a stepmother.

“Yes?”

“I need your help. Tracy. Help me.”

Asking for help from yourself even though you would have come up with measures with people who were gathered from all over the world and were second to none in terms of being smart. There must have been no proper answer.

It was a very refreshing and funny situation for Tracy, and she jumped up from the tea, thinking that she might have been waiting for this moment.

“Tracy?”

“I’ll think about it.”

“… be like that.”

Tracey Gwen thought as he looked at his father’s back as he left the tearoom.

‘Shall I ask you to slap your stepmother on the cheek in return for your help?’

It’s weak compared to what he’s been through, but for now, he decided to be content with it.

* * *

next day.

“Ahhhh!”

“Why are you like this, Madame? Ugh!”

When the security guard resident in the mansion heard the hostess’s scream and broke into the bedroom. On the bed where Mikhail was supposed to be, only his wrist, which was supposed to be his, was lying around.

The stepmother, rubbing her eyes, embraced Gilbert, who was about to enter the room, and ran away without looking back.

“what. Why is that lady here?”

When Tracy, who she saw through the window in her room where her stepmother was running out, came down to the first floor, the bodyguard informed the situation.

“… Father’s wrist?”

Tracy rushed to the bedroom, and when she saw her wrist, her eyes turned black and she staggered and sat down.

“miss!”

Tracy Gwen was desperate.

‘If only I had helped my father yesterday.’

The result of being swayed by a sense of vengeance is now. The moment when you feel a lot of guilt and your hands shake and you lose your mind.

Unexpectedly, the guy came to mind.

‘Is my brain crazy, or am I crazy?’

A boy with black hair and black eyes, Nam Man-hyuk. If you were that villain, what would you do at a time like this? Tracy, who got up with the support of the bodyguard, immediately called Nam Man-hyuk, but did not answer.

After leaning against the wall and pondering, I called the butler.

“Dave.”

“Yes, lady.”

Dave, a butler, who had dedicated 52 years to the Gwens, swallowed a sigh and rushed to Tracy Gwen among the helpless.

“Call the police and check if that hand is your father’s, and make sure there are no traces around… .”

sting.

characteristics respond.

Tracy hurriedly took Dave’s cotton gloves off, looked at Mikhail’s hands, and found tiny letters written on her index and middle fingers.

[If you want to save Mikhail, give up all that Gwen enjoyed.]

The characters made by burning skin with a laser had a very faint but strange scent.

“This scent.”

Recognizing that it was a scent she had smelled somewhere, Tracy began to explore her past. Tracy’s hidden ability, the Palace of Memory, that no one has ever known.

This cradle of information, developed through hard work rather than awakening or innate talent, contains all the information Tracy has experienced throughout her life.

The keyword is luxury perfume.

‘The place with the most luxury perfumes… . 3 years ago. Financial Night. An old man in a white suit and fedora. They hit me in the ass with a stick.’

That’s the scent I smelled at that time. It is impossible to identify the culprit simply by smell, but it is possible to conduct an investigation.

“Investigate the Gaile family. It smells.”

The butler, Dave, made a decision after seeing Tracy, who was making a cold judgment by herself when everyone in the family was in a panic.

“I will obey your words.”

“yes? uh. thank you.”

By the time everyone had left and the forensics team had arrived. Tracy’s eyes, as she watched Mikhail’s hand, saw new letters emerging from underneath the leather.

[Come alone.]

alone?

“I will take it.”

The police officer in charge of the investigation politely asked Tracy, who carefully inspected her hands one more time before handing them over to the forensics team.

“But the writing is there.”

“Are you writing?”

“Writing between fingers.”

Gone.

“Yes?”

“… no. I guess I didn’t see the point.”

“You can do that. It must be a big shock, but please trust us and wait. But I know that Mikhail has a wife… .”

“I jumped out because I was scared, so go outside. By the way, when dissecting, make sure to check even between the bones.”

“Ugh. Yes. I will pass it on.”

Tracy left behind the grimacing police officer and went up to her room and secretly called the butler.

“Dave, be honest. Do we have any complaints?”

“no.”

Tracy decided that there was no lie in Dave’s answer, which seemed to jump out without going through the brain, and the fact that the characteristic did not activate, and informed him of the last letter he saw.

“Alone for a long time.”

“Yes?”

“In your father’s hands. A message appeared telling me to come alone.”

“Absolutely not!”

Dave grabbed Tracy’s shoulder and shook it to stop her, fearing that Tracy, who is like her daughter, might be recklessly threatened by the criminal.

“Ugh, I’m not going. Let go.”

“Is that true?”

“Of course, why am I going there?”

“Look at my eyes.”

“Because I’m not going.”

Dave had been watching Tracy since he was squirming in the incubator, so it wasn’t difficult to spot her lies.

“Hey, lady. How about releasing it to the press instead?”

“Then I will kill you and destroy the evidence. Dave knows how Guy handles his rivals.”

There is a private beach owned by the Gail family, and countless cylindrical cement rolls in the sea nearby.

“… My apologies to the Lord, but even if that were the case, I couldn’t let you go alone.”

Tracey Gwen, who had been sober for a while, frowned at Dave’s genuine concern, but turned her head away to hide it.

“Am I going to go there alone because I’m crazy? I’m going to take a friend.”

“This is no joke. Now is the time to act prudently, as the dignity of the family and the life of the young lady are at stake.”

“I know, I said it after careful consideration. Perhaps the best we can think of?”

“Anyway, not now. At the very least, you should get the results of the forensics and move on.”

“That should be it.”

“no! … yes?”

“I would. Say something like this I value my life more than my father.”

Dave nodded as he read through his eyes that Tracy Gwen’s selfish words were sincere.

“Fortunately, the.”

* * *

A week later.

“result?”

“It matches the DNA of Doterta Guile.”

“Are you stupid or are you proud?”

At Tracy’s request, the police found the inscriptions on the bones through dissection and investigated the traces left there. We succeeded in identifying the culprit as the second son of the Gaile family. The found refuge was in Michoacan, western Mexico.

“Because you have a gang on your back, you have to be proud.”

All are good, but the problem is that Michoacan is the world’s largest avocado producer. The rate of return over time is higher than that of drugs, so it is said that every day is a long way off the farm for decades, and a gunfight between gangs and farm unions is taking place. Doterta Gail is at the center of it.

“Then I can go with my friend.”

“miss!”

“It doesn’t matter.”

The Gwens have been busy asking for help for days with Tracy. The financiers backed down after saying they had anything to do with Guile, and the police said ‘Mexico cooperation is not guaranteed’. The Hero Alliance is saying things like, ‘It’s undergoing internal maintenance, so you have to wait a little longer.’

“miss… .”

Tracy let out a long sigh, looking at the list of phone numbers on her holophone, contemplating it several times before pressing her name.

Tour, tour.

-hello?

“melon? It’s Tracy Gwen.”

-yes.

“I’m a little… , Help me.”

-where are you?

“Home-“

-I’ll go.

drop.

The phone call was hung up saying that he would come without even asking why. Silence flowed in the room. Shaking shoulders, hands covering the eyes, and a squishy mouth.

For the first time since Gilbert was born, Tracy cried without hiding her tears.