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AliNovel > Redo of a Romanceless Author鈥檚 Life Devoid of Love; Another Chance at Youth > Chapter 378.

Chapter 378.

    Chapter 378.


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


    <span style="font-weight:400">“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 red 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.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rosa, give her a knife.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, if you say so. If she tries to throw it at either of us, don’t hesitate to pull the trigger though.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I know.” I nodded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rosa retrieved a knife in arge ziplock bag and used a cloth to hold the hilt and toss it over to Malory. It nged on the ground and stopped in front of her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Remember, if you turn that toward me or Rosa, I will not hesitate to shoot.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">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.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She didn’t even hesitate.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fucking useless men. You can rape people weaker than you, but you can’t even do a single thing right.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She plunged the knife directly into one of the men’s groins. A chill ran down my spine as their eyes shot open wide.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She pulled it out and stabbed it back in again. Blood flew out and sttered against her face every time she raised the knife back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hahaha! Hahahaha! Die. Die! Die you fuck! DIE! <b>DIE!”</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">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.


    <span style="font-weight:400">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 copse onto his side dragging down the person behind him onto his side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He couldn’t move an inch with his limbs boundbined with the weight of the man tied to him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Only a minute after she started mutting the first man’s manhood did his cries cease. He was… dead.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Already? So quick? But I haven’t had enough fun yet. Oh, right… I almost forgot, there’s a second useless one. Heheheh.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">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.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This time she went a bit slower. She listened gleefully to the sound of the second man’s muffled shrieks.


    <span style="font-weight:400">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.


    <span style="font-weight:400">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.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Malory… was dead.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was there a way to bring a dead person back to life?


    <span style="font-weight:400">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.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps… only nature could truly make that judgment call.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The same way it did for me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I heard the ng of the knife as it dropped to the ground. I stopped recording on my phone and put it away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Did killing them make you happy?” I asked in an indifferent tone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Dunno. What do you care?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“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.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Who?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Who else? Your boyfriend.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Heh. You think you can kill him? Keep dreaming.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“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.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">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.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What the hell did you just inject me with!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“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?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">After injecting her with the drug, she struggled for about five minutes before her resistance died down and she fell asleep.


    <span style="font-weight:400">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 yourptop. Ensure they’re deleted and unrecoverable. When Jass is a good distance away from here and out of sight, tell him to turn airne mode off on it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Okay... Haaaaah. You’re really working me to death here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry again.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Irene should be here soon to pick us up.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Please hurry.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, yeah.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“By the way, do you have a bottle of water?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I do. You thirsty?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, it’d be best to wash off the blood on her.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, good point. Here.” Rosa stuck her hand in her duffle bag and tossed three bottles over to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What about her clothes though?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well… her dress is ck and hides any blood on it well. But I guess we’ll have to leave her cardigan here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. Not much we can do about that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You cleaned off our fingerprints from the taser already, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good, get Malory’s fingerprints back on the taser again and leave it beside these two.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sure.” Rosa did as instructed then climbed the grapple back up the roof to take care of business.


    <span style="font-weight:400">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 mutted corpses that might be useful.


    <span style="font-weight:400">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.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Five minutester 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.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Seriously?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah… just to be safe. We don’t want to risk being spotted and followed where we’re going in that vehicle.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re right.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">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.


    <span style="font-weight:400">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 ck rental van parked up a short distance away. We hopped into it through the back door.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Inside, Irene was staring back at us with a perplexed look on her face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh… when you suddenly asked me to rent this for a day without any exnation, gave me fake tes to put on it, told me to leave my phone at home when I came to pick you up, and to evene in disguise, I figured you two were up to no good… but... are you going around kidnapping girls these days?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“She’s the girlfriend of the Swastika gang’s leader...”
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