Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Aim at the Mouse's Heart
Only then did Matsuda Jinpei notice that the pads of Olga's ten fingers were covered with a layer of transparent substance, probably used to isolate fingerprints.
As soon as he received the call from Furuya Rei, Matsuda Jinpei was not paying attention and was actually beaten back by Olga who had just recovered a little strength!
Even now, when thinking back on it, Matsuda Jinpei still finds it unbelievable - that was an unarmed little kid who looked like he was about to faint just a second ago!
She didn't know how she unlocked the handcuffs, and he was actually killed like this...
Then, Matsuda Jinpei witnessed with his own eyes what acting is - this kid could actually make his expression and tone completely inconsistent, and even fool his shrewd old classmate Furuya Rei!
"Does your Zero know that you lied to him like this?"
"Of course he doesn't know, and he'll never know." Olga's face finally regained some color. She pinched Matsuda Jinpei's chin, leaned close to him and said softly, "As long as we get rid of you, no one will know what happened today."
Matsuda Jinpei has become numb to Olga's ability to change her expression in a second: "Then hurry up and do it. The sooner I die, the sooner I will be reborn."
Matsuda Jinpei was completely convinced that Olga could kill him. But not today. He suddenly wasn't so afraid of Olga anymore, perhaps because of some strange reason, like they knew the same person.
Sure enough, the next second, Matsuda Jinpei felt his jaw loosen. He saw Olga take a step back with a puzzled look on her face.
Just as she seemed about to say something, her cell phone rang again. This time it wasn't "Ave Maria." Matsuda Jinpei had no idea what the song was; it just sounded strange and eerie.
He saw Olga frown at the caller ID.
She answered the phone.
After a few seconds, her expression turned ferocious.
"What happened? What did he do?!"
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone.
A few seconds later, Matsuda Jinpei watched as the expression on Olga's face vanished. However, this expressionless face was even more terrifying than her previous ferocious appearance.
Her chest was still heaving violently, clearly she was angry, but her tone was calm to the extreme, so calm it was terrifying.
"Tell Rum that this mission is mine. I will take care of him myself."
She hung up the phone.
"waste."
He heard her curse softly, and there was only shadow in her beautiful emerald eyes.
Matsuda Jinpei was handcuffed to the foot of the bed and forced to listen to a phone call from Olga. He realized that the content of the call was extraordinary.
Unfortunately, he was completely unaware of the situation, and the information contained in this important call was of no use to him. So he began to consider whether he should tell Furuya Rei what he had heard.
Matsuda Jinpei saw Olga approaching him. She bent down and, with a cold expression, tapped his face with the handcuff key. "I'll let you go today."
She dropped the keys on the ground.
"Since you are so tight-lipped, then keep it tight."
She raised her index finger to her lips. "Don't forget, you have Date Kou and many other colleagues by your side. Oh, I remember Hagiwara Kenji has an older sister. I think her name is Hagiwara Chisawa?"
The corners of her lips curled up into a malicious smile. "For them to live a good life in the future, you must keep your mouth shut, Officer Matsuda."
Jinpei Matsuda was stunned.
*
Olga left.
Jinpei Matsuda struggled to reach the key and it took him a while to unlock the handcuffs.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, holding his phone in a daze for a long time, and then suddenly remembered - he didn't have Jiang Gu Ling's phone number!
Tsk, I can't tip off anyone like this even if I want to...
Matsuda Jinpei fell backward onto the ground, staring blankly at the ceiling. Olga's threatening words replayed over and over in his mind.
Ever since Kenji Hagiwara's death, he seems to be particularly sensitive to the safety of those around him.
After a long moment, Matsuda Jinpei sighed and got up from the ground. He dusted himself off and planned to go back to the Metropolitan Police Department building.
*
"Scotland."
It was already late at night in Tokyo. Olga stopped Morobushi Keimitsu in an abandoned factory area somewhere in the suburbs. He seemed to be hurriedly texting someone on his cell phone.
Facing Olga who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes were full of vigilance and his muscles were visibly tensed.
"No," Olga tilted her head, "Perhaps I should call you—Officer Morobushi."
The atmosphere dropped to freezing point after Olga said this.
Zhu Fu Jingguang pulled the corner of his mouth with great difficulty and said casually: "Arthas, I don't understand what you are saying."
Olga chuckled and pulled back the hood of her sweatshirt, letting her crimson hair flutter in the night breeze.
"Your lies are awful, Officer Morofushi."
At this point, Zhu Fujingguang couldn't laugh anymore. He took a step back cautiously, and his arms moved slightly behind his back: "You——"
"I advise you not to act rashly, Officer Moruofu." It was too late. Olga glanced at him coldly with sleepy eyelids drooping. "You've been exposed. Even if you kill me, the organization will send others to deal with you."
Zhu Fujingguang pursed his lips, looking a little embarrassed, but still pretended to be fierce and said: "But I can arrest you and take you back to the Metropolitan Police Department first."
Arthas's position in the organization is obviously not to be underestimated, and she must know a lot of information about the organization.
Olga couldn't help laughing: "How naive, Officer Morobushi."
She seemed not to be afraid at all of the wooden cannon in Zhufu Jingguang's hand pointing at her, and walked towards him step by step.
"I advise you to die bravely. After all, I will only take your life, and if it is Gin who comes, guess——"
She mouthed the word "zero" and saw Zhu Fu Jingguang's expression froze.
"--Do you think Gin will take care of him, who is on good terms with you?"
As she spoke, she smiled at Zhu Fujingguang innocently, as if she was really thinking about him.
Zhu Fujingguang was stunned, and the hand holding Mu Cang trembled slightly. He seemed to be trying to judge the credibility of Olga's words.
"Now you have no choice but to trust me." Olga raised her hand and easily pressed down Zhu Fujingguang's hand that was holding the wooden cang. "After all, who told you to be such a loser? You were suddenly exposed."
"you--"
Zhu Fujingguang suddenly stepped back, his eyebrows knitted tightly together. He shook his head: "What good will this do you?"
Why does he believe that Arthas of the organization will allow an undercover agent who is detrimental to the organization to continue to live?
Olga smiled. "Of course it's because of—"
While Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned, she suddenly kicked the wooden basket out of his hand.
With just this one movement, she began to pant heavily, as if after a strenuous workout. Zhu Fujingguang realized that Olga was not in good health, so even if he lost Mu Cang, he did not intend to surrender.
But Olga had no intention of fighting with Zhu Fushi Jingguang from the beginning——
Zhu Fu Jingguang only felt a sharp pain in his shoulders and neck.
He stared at Olga with eyes wide open in disbelief, but his vision became blurred uncontrollably, and then the whole world seemed to spin.
"I just borrowed it from the pet store. It seems the dosage is sufficient." Olga threw the syringe on the ground.
Zhu Fu Jingguang felt weak all over and could hardly stand.
He saw the world turn upside down... no, he fell to the ground!
Olga crouched down beside him. He felt her grasp his jaw and place something in his mouth.
Then she covered his mouth, stopping his breathing.
Zhu Fujingguang swallowed uncontrollably and felt the object in his mouth sliding down his throat into his stomach.
His hands could barely hold the phone, his fingers no longer flexible, but—
"Oh my, are you secretly telling tales? You're really naughty."
Olga snatched the phone from his hand and deleted the text message he had blindly typed to Rei Furuya, word by word, in front of him.
In the almost desperate eyes of Zhu Fushi Jingguang, Olga picked up the hand gun that fell aside and pointed the opening of the gun at the mobile phone.
"Bang--"
The world fell into silence again.
Zhu Fujingguang felt that the effect of the anesthetic seemed to have faded a lot. But... it was too late.
Olga held the bullet-pierced phone in front of him and gestured, as if looking for a suitable position.
Then she put the phone in the pocket in front of his heart.
"You can run now," he heard her say. "Run with all your might."
*
Morofushi Jingguang did not understand the logic behind Olga's behavior.
Not long after Olga left, the effect of the anesthetic completely wore off. Zhu Fujingguang rubbed his dizzy head and sat up from the ground.
He had no idea what Olga had just given him, and he tried to induce vomiting, but to no avail.
Before Zhu Fujingguang could carefully think about his next move, a bullet suddenly pierced the night sky and sank deep into the ground at his feet.
He was stunned, then dodged in time before the next bullet hit him.
More bullets continued to chase him. Zhu Fujingguang didn't have time to think, he got up from the ground and ran forward with all his strength. He didn't know where he should run to, perhaps he was just obeying his instinct to survive.
He had no idea that Olga's last words before she left were a "hint," just like everyone else who had been hinted at before. This was a psychological game.
Behind him was the continuous sound of woodworking, and Zhu Fujingguang could only move forward and struggle to run up the factory stairs. The old metal stairs kept creaking, like the last gasp of death.
Suddenly, he felt a violent twitch in his heart.
He stumbled and nearly fell to the ground, barely holding onto the handrail to steady himself. But the pain in his heart became more intense.
*
Ten minutes ago, Zhu Xingda received a call from Champagne.
He raised an eyebrow at the caller ID before answering. Champagne had only ever contacted him via email, and he had never met this guy, who seemed so mysterious even within the organization.
"Ley."
Champagne's voice was very deep, and he sounded like a man in his thirties or forties.
Of course, it is unreliable to make judgments based solely on voice. After all, who in the organization doesn’t have two voice changers?
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