Chapter 378: Chapter 377.

Chapter 377. Operation: Brainjack, Phase 2; Luring out the Brain (3/10)

After that was set up, I pulled out my gun, moved to the second dumpster, and posted up with my shoulder against it down on one knee as I peeked around the edge in the direction of the exit away from Malory.

A minute later I heard movement from above.

When I looked up, I discovered Rosa grappling down from the roof of the building I was beside. She landed on the dumpster I was behind and asked, “Where’s the taser?”

I pulled it out and handed it over to her without saying a word. 

“I only saw two targets outside, both smoking a joint. They blocked the exit with a semi-truck. Most of her people are out looking for Jass now. Using Jass’s escape as a distraction to draw most of them away from here worked well. Jass is safe and hidden not too far away with your motorcycle and is on standby right now in case we need him. They’re confident they already have you captured.” Rosa whispered quietly.

I nodded.

Before Malory regained consciousness, Rosa climbed back up to the roof and got into position to deal with the two Swastika members.

After a few more minutes passed by, there was a muffled sound from behind me.

I looked over and discovered Malory with a venomous look in her eyes and her phone in her left hand.

Rather than get mad and lash out at her asking her what she did, I grinned. I stood up and walked over to her.

“Hand me your phone.”

When she didn’t get the reaction she expected I noticed a discernible confusion well up within her eyes. She reacted quickly and locked her phone when she understood that was what I was after.

“Heheheh. Did you call for backup from the two goons you have out there?”

She showed a contemptuous look as if insulted.

“Sorry to inform you, but there really are only two out there right now. If there were more, they’ve already left to look for Jass who escaped. They think they’ve already got me trapped so they only left two of them here.”

Her eyes opened wide with surprise. How did I know about Jass’s situation was likely what was on her mind.

“Just for the record, I knew everything from the beginning. I had a trojan installed on Jass’s phone that gave me full access to his microphone whenever he met up with you over the last week. Not just him, but a few other careless members of Swastika who were looking for leads on Yuna online. I’m the one who set up those pages and posts with fake leads anticipating Swastika would search online for traces of her. Those searching for things related to her would obviously be from or related to Swastika.”

“Oh, but one more thing, Jass lied to you as well. When he said we didn’t know about him approaching you, we told him to say that. It was him doing it on his own though, that part was true. He genuinely wanted to help you because he thought of you as a friend after getting to know you. He’s a naive idiot. I’m sure you think the same.”

After I finished explaining things to her I squatted down in front of her and removed the duct tape from around her head blocking her mouth.

“Even if there’s only two of them still here, they should be more than enough to take care of you.” That was the first thing she spat out as she glared at me furiously.

“Yeah, I doubt I’d be able to do much to them. Especially if they have guns.” I responded calmly as I snatched her phone.

“Heh, are you thinking of texting them with my phone to get them to leave? There’s no way I’ll ever give you the passcode for my phone. Go die. If you’re going to kill me, I’ll be sure to drag you down with me.”

“You don’t need to worry about my poor little life, I’ll be just fine. Also, you already gave me your passcode.”

“Huh? No I didn’t.”

“Yeah, you did.”

“What is it then? You think I’m going to fall for your bluff?”

I stood up and picked up my phone from on top of the dumpster. 

“What are you doing?” She couldn’t see as she couldn’t luck up.

I skimmed through the video to the part where she unlocked her phone and verified what her passcode was.

“Fuck where are those useless bastards!”

The app she texted them from was still open. It also required a password to gain access to.

I absentmindedly responded to her, “Don’t you think it’s weird that they haven’t already come to help you? Maybe they actually just hate being bossed around by you and they’re hoping something really bad happens to you.”

“Fuck off and go die.”

“Did I hit a sore spot?”

I skimmed a bit further through the video and found it. It took three attempts to get it correct because of how small the keyboard was in the video compared to the numbers on the lock screen.

“Men are all useless. They never listen and think they’re always right.”

“Maybe if you scream out for one of those useless men’s help they’ll come to your rescue.”

“Scream for a man’s help? Never.”

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“But you’re willing to text them asking for help?”

“I didn’t ask for help. I ordered them to come in here.”

“Let’s see, haha. Seriously? You really did, didn’t you? ‘Get your asses in here and kill this piece of shit now, you morons!’”

“What! How!”

“That’s my little secret. Maybe I’m just some sort of super elite hacker man.”

The sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind.

“Hehehe, even if you got into my phone it looks like you’re too late and they’re finally coming for you. Hurry up you morons! Come and kill him!”

I didn’t bother to look. There was only one set of footsteps.

Not long after, Malory's expression transformed into one of disbelief and confusion.

“Why are you here?”

“Ran, we should get going. I’ve already notified Irene, she should be here soon in the rental we asked her to get yesterday.” Rosa ignored Malory on the ground and whispered in my ear.

“What about the plates?”

“She put the new fake ones on already.”

“Alright.”

“What do we do about those two? After I incapacitated them, I tied them up as we planned.”

“You used her taser, right?”

“Yeah, I grappled down onto the top of the truck and tazed them on the back of their necks from behind. They were keeping a lookout on opposite ends of the semi-truck which made things pretty easy.”

“Good, wipe down the taser and ensure our fingerprints aren’t left behind on it.”

“Alright.”

I bent down, rolled Malory onto her back, and picked her up.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing to me! Don’t touch me! Let me down, bastard!” She squirmed flailing about and tried to hit me with her free left arm but since it was directly against my body she couldn’t generate much force.

“Would you like me to kill you right now? If so, keep it up.”

“Fuck off! If you were going to kill me you would have already done it after you got into my phone. The fact that you haven’t means you still need me alive.” She spat on my face defiantly. She definitely was by no means an easy woman to handle.

“Can you please not spit on me? I don’t have that sort of fetish.”

“Do we really need this bitch? Isn’t it fine if we just kill her here?” Rosa asked.

“For the time being, she still has her uses.”

Rosa turned around and headed to the exit. I followed right behind her. In the passage back to the main road there were two men with their arms bound in ropes behind their back. Their legs were also tied up and the rope behind their backs was tied to the rope binding their feet together. Their bodies were also tied together and they had duct tape over their mouths. They couldn’t budge an inch even if they wanted to. They were also out cold right now.

While standing upright, I dropped the struggling Malory onto the ground.

“Ouch! Put me down gently, you asshole!”

“If you were more cooperative, maybe I would.”

“These useless pieces of trash. They couldn’t even deal with a single girl.”

“Rosa, did they have any knives?”

“Yeah, they also had pistols on them, why?”

“Give one of their knives to her. We won’t be taking their guns. Leave their guns in the semi-truck.”

“What are we giving her a weapon for?”

I took out my suppressed pistol, took aim at Malory’s head, and explained, “Do you want to take out some of that pent-up anger you have on these guys who let you get into this situation?”

“Yes, I would love to actually.”

“Oh, then… if you kill them, I can consider letting you live.”

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