"Now where were we?"
The man who wore a black jacket blew off the smoke that came from the barrel of his gun, as to indicate a job well done.
He was sure to aim for the head, since if he tried to shoot her somewhere else, she might accidentally call for help in her last struggle.
That is why he only fired one bullet. Any more than that and he'll risk of the bullet flying through the girl's body and cause a scene outside.
To him, killing was efficient if you do it yourself.
Now in the 2nd floor of the unfinished building, the only ones left are the real players of this game.
"Where did you hide it?" asked the leader as he returned threatening the girl.
The girl did nothing but tried to warn the girl, but she was foolish to even try to help her.
If only she chose her words, that person who got shot would have lived, and even called for some help.
But like what she had said.
She doesn't need any help.
All that's left for her to do is to buy some time for that 'package' to arrive.
She knew that those 5 wouldn't kill her right now.
Not if she had the answer to their problems.
That person who was killed, needlessly died for an unnecessary help.
She had already noticed the person following them, but she never did imagined where that person actually tried to help her.
'(I guess that's one less good person in the world.)'
She only has to make bluffs and her job is done.
All she needed to do is to give them false information, bluffs, and even give them the silent treatment.
Although, she did not feel any remorse.
But what happened next gave her a shock.
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Auxiliary Detective
Ficción GeneralSchrodinger is a 'Male' college student that took the Criminology course. But he is nowhere near qualified to be a police officer. Living a life of self-indulgence is certainly going to be the end of him. He has no where to go when he graduates...
