Chapter 43 Chapter 43 On the Emotion of Jealousy

Toru Amuro sat alone in the back seat of the car, while in the front driver's seat and the passenger seat sat two men in black clothes, black pants and black sunglasses - they were the men that the boss had assigned to Bourbon this time.

Although they were called subordinates, their role was more of a surveillance. It wasn't that the boss didn't trust Bourbon, but rather that he was worried that Arthas's position in Bourbon's heart was too high, which would lead to any mistakes in the plan to recover her.

After all, according to the two low-level members of the organization who initially discovered Arthas, Arthas now seems unwilling to return to the organization.

In this way, when the boss sent Bourbon to pick up Arthas, he would naturally be worried - what if Bourbon blindly followed Arthas's wishes and really let her run away?

Toru Amuro raised his palm to stop the two people in the front row from talking.

"I'll go myself."

After saying that, he opened the car door, braved the cold wind, and stepped onto the ground covered with a thin layer of snow.

*

This was the parking lot outside a large supermarket. Given its remote location and the fact that it was just after Christmas, there were only a few cars parked there at the moment. One of them was practically buried in the snow, clearly having been abandoned months ago.

There was no one outside the supermarket. Shopping carts were parked alone in a row outside the door. The rusty metal bars looked wet after the wind and snow.

A row of spherical stone pillars stand on the side of the road where the parking lot and the supermarket intersect.

Cornelia sat on a stone block at the edge of the building, her hands in her pockets. She tucked her chin, pale from the cold, into her collar and looked up at the gray sky.

The weather was very cold, and she felt she wasn't meant to be used to this kind of cold. Even breathing would leave a mist in the biting air, even if it would soon dissipate.

After Christmas, Cornelia went to the supermarket in a nearby town with her parents to do some shopping. However, rather than going into the supermarket, Cornelia preferred to wait outside the door alone.

She was not used to the cold, but subconsciously she seemed unwilling to leave the small fishing village where it was cold all year round.

It had been quite some time since she encountered the "Sharkman Case" at the beach. Apart from the occasional pain in her heart, Cornelia almost thought she had forgotten the suffocating feeling of witnessing everything.

But today, the nightmare seems to have reappeared.

A shadow was cast from above, completely enveloping Cornelia.

Cornelia was stunned at first, then her eyes slowly moved upwards, and her emerald eyes finally reflected the shadow of the person standing behind her.

He was a blond man, seemingly in his early twenties, still quite young. However, a terrifying aura lingered around him, making his originally innocent and beautiful face look terrifying.

Cornelia felt her heart skip a beat, then it began to beat as fast as a drum, bringing waves of pain that pierced her soul.

Her face immediately turned pale, along with her lips. Her brows knitted together, and she hunched over almost reflexively, clutching the front of her shirt tightly with her right hand.

The mask of the blond man with terrifying eyes seemed to finally crack, and Cornelia felt him holding her wrist: "What's wrong with you? Ollie——"

Cornelia pulled her hand back almost reflexively, stumbling back in the excruciating pain of her heart.

This man was in the same group as the two "shark criminals" she had seen on the beach before. Her brain made this judgment almost immediately.

No, it should be said that the man in front of her was more terrifying than the two she had met before.

He should be in a high position. He should be cruel and cunning.

*

When Orga pulled his hand back forcefully, Amuro Toru was stunned. He remained in a crouching position with one knee and his hand stretched forward, not knowing what to do next.

Then, he saw her eyes. That look of wariness, vigilance, and disgust.

He felt something break, and at that moment, he heard the sound of something breaking.

Olya...

He murmured the name, pursing his lips tightly.

Toru Amuro stood up, his face now filled with only gloom and terror, his eyes suddenly changed like a sharp blade that seemed to be able to pierce through people.

He put his hands back into his coat pockets and walked towards Olga step by step, slowly and unhurriedly.

For some reason, her face was filled with pain, her skin was pale to the point of turning blue, and she seemed to have difficulty even standing, so she could only lean weakly against the wall.

She seems to have grown taller.

Finally, Bourbon approached her.

"It's time to go home, Arthas."

*

Almost every breath Cornelia took was accompanied by pain. The pain from her heart and other organs was so intense that even her entire left arm, which had been numb for a long time, began to hurt, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at her flesh and blood.

"It's time to go home, Arthas."

She heard the man in front of her with terrifying eyes say this.

"I, you've got the wrong person..." Her entire body was trembling, as if she had fallen into a web of helplessness due to the pain. "...I'm not Arthas."

She secretly observed the expression of the man in front of her, but saw that he was unmoved, as if she was just using a lame excuse that she had used countless times to fool him.

Even so, she still couldn't feel any emotion called "fear." With continuous deep breathing, the severe pain finally eased a little.

Cornelia then straightened up slightly, raised her chin and looked into the eyes of the man in front of her.

He had a pair of beautiful blue eyes, but there was no fluctuation in them, as if he was really that cold.

"I am not Arthas, nor do I know him. My name is Cornelia, sir. I am afraid you have the wrong person."

Cornelia stretched out her hand to push away the man standing in front of her, but even if she tried her best, the man did not move at all, and used his height advantage to trap her in the corner.

His expression didn't even change!

Cornelia frowned slightly.

She knew, almost beyond her intuition, that this man was dangerous. Cornelia realized that if he and his accomplices wanted to, they could hurt her and her adoptive parents.

She noticed the slightly bulging shape of his coat pocket, and although she knew it was inappropriate for a child of her age, she recognized that it contained a wooden gun.

Cornelia never felt afraid, but she thought she shouldn't bring trouble to her parents because of her own mistakes. The kind-hearted Eskimo couple took her in, and for at least the past six months, she was happy and content.

Yes, Cornelia was certain that this group of people was targeting her, whether it was the two people she had met at the beach or the blond guy in front of her.

Cornelia had a hunch that this was probably related to what happened before she lost her memory.

She was not a fool, so she knew that a child would not fall into the sea for no reason.

Although there were no scars on her body, Cornelia was almost certain that she was seriously injured before falling into the water, and this injury caused a series of consequences including occasional heart pain and inability to use her left arm.

Unfortunately, she had no recollection of what happened.

Cornelia took a deep breath and asked, "Who are you?"

As soon as she said it, she regretted it. If they knew she really didn't remember anything, would her life still be worth living?

Fortunately, the man in front of him was only stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and had no intention of killing the person immediately.

"Bourbon," he said. "That's my organization's code name."

*

If Toru Amuro still doubted at the beginning whether Olga had really lost her memory - after all, her acting skills were really great.

But the moment she asked him who he was, Amuro Toru felt confused.

"You really don't remember anything?" He sighed imperceptibly and stared at Olga deeply with that inexplicable look.

He knew that his eyes might be a little scary at the moment.

But the little girl in front of him just blinked at him innocently, just like every time before.

She doesn't remember.

Amuro Toru confirmed this.

The girl before him, in both appearance and demeanor, was identical to Olga. However… beneath her cunning demeanor lay a veil of innocence. Meanwhile, in Arthas's eyes lay a bottomless abyss.

*

The two low-level members of the organization who were supposed to be waiting in the car surrounded them. They didn't get close, but it was enough to let people know that their target was Olga.

Apparently, Olga noticed this too.

Amuro Toru saw her eyes rolling around. He was too familiar with this expression of hers.

So, Toru Amuro waited quietly for her to speak first.

"You must take me 'back'?"

She used "you" instead of "you guys." Clearly, she saw that Bourbon was the one in charge of the group. She quietly affirmed his position.

If someone else from the organization was standing here, they would probably be impressed by Olga's calm compliment.

Unfortunately, the person standing here now is Toru Amuro. He knows Olga too well.

So, Amuro Toru watched Olga's cleverness and tried to suppress the smile on his face. At this moment, she was just like before.

He had guessed Olga's intention, but he was happy to watch her act and cooperate with her. He didn't think it was a conspiracy, he just thought this childish calculation was cute.

So, he answered, “Yes.”

"Then..." He saw her eyes roll around again, and her mind must be full of calculations.

"Then, can you give me another half day?" She finally stated the conditions she had been preparing for a long time. "Then, I will go with you obediently and will definitely not alert any police."

"Oh?" Amuro Toru was genuinely curious now. "What do you want to do with this half day?"

He saw the child in front of him pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and whispered, "I want to... say goodbye to Mom and Dad."

Something seemed to explode in his ears with a loud bang, followed by a constant buzzing sound. Amuro Toru felt dizzy for a moment - he had misjudged Olga's logic because he had overlooked the most important variable!

"Do you really care about that couple?"

As soon as the words came out, even Toru Amuro himself realized the obvious jealousy mixed in them.