Chapter 379: Chapter 378.

Chapter 378. Operation: Brainjack, Phase 2; Luring out the Brain (4/10)

“Heh, I don’t need a man to show me mercy. I’ll kill them even without such a promise. They deserve to die for how pathetic they are. They’re also… two of the fuckers who…” She glared at the two unconscious men with a deep-rooted hatred as her words trailed off. From the looks of things, it seemed these two were high up on her list of people she wanted to kill. Much higher than me.

“Rosa, give her a knife.”

“Alright, if you say so. If she tries to throw it at either of us, don’t hesitate to pull the trigger though.”

“Yeah, I know.” I nodded.

Rosa retrieved a knife in a large ziplock bag and used a cloth to hold the hilt and toss it over to Malory. It clanged on the ground and stopped in front of her.

“Remember, if you turn that toward me or Rosa, I will not hesitate to shoot.”

She didn’t respond and simply picked up the knife with her left hand in dead silence. I kept my gun pointed at her head from behind the entire time.

She didn’t even hesitate.

“Fucking useless men. You can rape people weaker than you, but you can’t even do a single thing right.”

She plunged the knife directly into one of the men’s groins. A chill ran down my spine as their eyes shot open wide.

“Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!”

She pulled it out and stabbed it back in again. Blood flew out and splattered against her face every time she raised the knife back.

“Hahaha! Hahahaha! Die. Die! Die you fuck! DIE! DIE!”

I had my phone out in my left hand. I’d been recording the scene since the moment she picked up the knife. I made sure the cuffs on her feet and right hand weren’t visible. The only thing you could see was Malory’s free left hand happily plunging into the man without rest.

The second man’s eyes opened up from the anguished muffled cries of the first man bound to him from behind. He couldn’t see who was speaking, but I’m sure he could tell it was Malory by the sound of her crazed voice. He had no idea what was happening. The only thing he could do was collapse onto his side dragging down the person behind him onto his side.

He couldn’t move an inch with his limbs bound combined with the weight of the man tied to him.

Only a minute after she started mutilating the first man’s manhood did his cries cease. He was… dead.

“Already? So quick? But I haven’t had enough fun yet. Oh, right… I almost forgot, there’s a second useless one. Heheheh.”

She climbed halfway over the first man and started stabbing into the second man’s groin. She didn’t have a hint of remorse. She seemed to be enjoying this from the bottom of her heart. If I could see her face right now, I’m sure I’d see a pair of crazy eyes along with a chilling warped smile.

This time she went a bit slower. She listened gleefully to the sound of the second man’s muffled shrieks.

If you’re going to murder others, you should be prepared to be murdered in return. I wasn’t going to spout some idealistic crap about murder being wrong and that they should atone for their sins behind bars.

From my perspective, you could only kill one person when you were alive. After you killed someone, you died along with them. As far as I was concerned, Malory wasn’t killing people who were alive. They already died the moment they joined the ranks of murderers. However, even if you killed a dead man, you still died along with them. 

Malory… was dead.

Was there a way to bring a dead person back to life?

The obvious answer was no. But… maybe, somewhere deep down, I wanted to see if it could be done. Maybe… I wanted to be proven wrong.

Perhaps… only nature could truly make that judgment call.

The same way it did for me.

When I heard the clang of the knife as it dropped to the ground. I stopped recording on my phone and put it away.

“Did killing them make you happy?” I asked in an indifferent tone.

“Dunno. What do you care?”

“I don’t. But if you cooperate, perhaps you’ll be able to kill the one who’s caused you the greatest anguish with your own hands.”

“Who?”

“Who else? Your boyfriend.”

“Heh. You think you can kill him? Keep dreaming.”

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“Well, if I use you to lure him out, it will be quite easy. At this point, I honestly really don’t need you alive that badly. It’s just that it makes things easier if I make use of you. Well, just take a little nap and think about it in the meantime.”

As soon as I said that, Rosa pinned Malory down against the ground and stuck a 250 mL syringe into her neck and slowly administered half of the contents. The syringe contained a drug that would keep her asleep for about an hour.

“What the hell did you just inject me with!”

“No need to worry, it’s just a drug to keep you out for about an hour. So be a good girl and sleep for a bit, okay?”

After injecting her with the drug, she struggled for about five minutes before her resistance died down and she fell asleep.

When Rosa stood up, I whispered quietly into her ear, “Take my phone to where Jass is and have him head south. Before you give it to him, save the videos to your laptop. Ensure they’re deleted and unrecoverable. When Jass is a good distance away from here and out of sight, tell him to turn airplane mode off on it.”

“Okay... Haaaaah. You’re really working me to death here.”

“Sorry again.”

“Irene should be here soon to pick us up.”

“Please hurry.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“By the way, do you have a bottle of water?”

“Yeah, I do. You thirsty?”

“No, it’d be best to wash off the blood on her.”

“Oh, good point. Here.” Rosa stuck her hand in her duffle bag and tossed three bottles over to me.

“What about her clothes though?”

“Well… her dress is black and hides any blood on it well. But I guess we’ll have to leave her cardigan here.”

“Yeah. Not much we can do about that.”

“You cleaned off our fingerprints from the taser already, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Good, get Malory’s fingerprints back on the taser again and leave it beside these two.”

“Sure.” Rosa did as instructed then climbed the grapple back up the roof to take care of business.

While she was gone, I removed Malory’s bloodied cardigan and left it in the pool of blood on the ground. I also took a few things from the two mutilated corpses that might be useful.

Once I dragged Malory out of the pool of blood, I washed away the blood on her body and face with the water Rosa supplied.

Five minutes later when I finished, Rosa returned and whispered, “Irene’s here now. She’s parked up a block away. Let’s get going. We’re going to use the roofs to get to her.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah… just to be safe. We don’t want to risk being spotted and followed where we’re going in that vehicle.”

“You’re right.”

Rosa wrapped the grapple under Malory’s arms and legs and tied it so it would support her. Rosa climbed up to the roof and I followed right after her.

It was… very difficult to climb in this fat suit, but I somehow made it up. The two of us pulled the unconscious Malory up to the roof and I carried her over the connected rooftops until we reached an emergency staircase outside one of the buildings we came across. We descended down it and I carried Malory to a black rental van parked up a short distance away. We hopped into it through the back door.

Inside, Irene was staring back at us with a perplexed look on her face.

“Uh… when you suddenly asked me to rent this for a day without any explanation, gave me fake plates to put on it, told me to leave my phone at home when I came to pick you up, and to even come in disguise, I figured you two were up to no good… but... are you going around kidnapping girls these days?”

“She’s the girlfriend of the Swastika gang’s leader...”

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