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EP 42. Sabra (4)

9 PM. Taehyung and Jimin, who were in charge of action, took the lead, followed by Jungkook and Seokjin.

Taehyung and Jimin stole the restaurant security guard's clothes and positioned themselves not far from the chief, while Seokjin and Jungkook stole the chef's and waiter's clothes respectively and took their places.

At the wellness buffet we arrived at, there were no other guests besides the manager, as if the manager had reserved all the seats.

박지민

"…It's currently 9:07. I don't think I've seen the person who spoke with the chief yet. Have you secured the CCTV yet?"

정호석

–I secured the CCTV, but I can't see a single dog in the hallway or parking lot. I don't think he's here yet.

김남준

–Did you make sure you had the gun and all the bullets? Don't forget that the first round is a blank.

김석진

-Jungkook, listen carefully to what Namjoon says. He's talking to you.

전정국

-Yes, there are blanks. Don't worry, I'll do my best.

김태형

-But where is the female protagonist? Where is the female protagonist?

민윤기

– A car has pulled into the parking lot. Track the license plate number 13ha 0613.

Yoongi's earnest voice could be heard amidst Taehyung's voice, asking about the heroine's whereabouts. Given the circumstances, no one answered Taehyung's question, and Taehyung remained silent, not demanding an answer.

A few minutes after Yoongi finished speaking, the elevator that seemed like it wouldn't move came up, and a person with a black hood and black mask completely covering his face came out.

They could only guess that it was a man because he was tall and had a stocky build, but no matter how close Taehyung and Jimin were, they couldn't find anything that would identify the man.

"……."

The man who had been walking quietly stood tall in front of Taehyung and Jimin. His eyes were hidden by his hood, but somehow, it felt as if his eyes were piercing through their bodies.

The man, who had been pretending to be as guards as possible and keeping his back straight, lowered his mask, which covered his nose, slightly and draped it over his chin. Unsure of the meaning of this, Taehyung unconsciously furrowed his brow, and a chuckle was heard from somewhere.

"You call this infiltration now?"

김태형

"!!!!!!"

"Wait. I'm not finished yet."

Wait…? What are you saying you didn't finish?

The man who seemed ready to rush in was calm, and only then did Taehyung and Jimin realize that he was Sabra.

Only after watching Sabra move away from him and approach the chief did Taehyung fiddle with the earbuds in his ears. With a pop, the lights on the earbuds flickered.

“…Sabra, check.”

The Sabra I had been wanting to catch was right in front of me.

Left alone in the deserted police station, Yeo-ju watched the CCTV footage of the wellness buffet on the laptop Ho-seok had given her. She was surprised to discover that screen sharing was possible despite the distance.

김여주

“You don’t look like a minister… Then, Sabra…?”

The female protagonist also saw the man standing before Taehyung. Enveloped entirely in black, he moved away from Taehyung, then suddenly turned his head to look at the CCTV.

Although her face wasn't fully visible, the corners of her mouth were upturned, and though she made no sound, her lips moved, suggesting she was saying something. The heroine, imitating the movements, realized what Sabra was saying and dropped her laptop.

김여주

“…I’ll pick you up?”

Jiying–

Just as I realized what Sabra meant, someone called. The caller was Jung Ho-seok. Since we were looking at the same screen, Ho-seok must have figured out what Sabra meant.

As I reached for my phone, thinking I had to answer it quickly, I heard a gunshot from somewhere and at the same time a bullet was fired into my phone.

The bullet-riddled screen of my phone, splattered here and there, scratched my finger, drawing blood, but I didn't have time to feel it. I turned my head to check, and the person outside the bars was...

"I came to pick you up."

“Your name is… Kim Yeo-ju?”

It was a woman wearing black clothes, black lipstick, and black high heels.

김여주

"Who, who,"

"It means butterfly. In Greek... Psyche."

Psyche. I held my breath at the name that had been engraved in my head over and over again.

Why was Psyche here? Was this what Sabra meant when she said she'd come to get her?

He fiddled with the gun he'd kept in his back pocket, avoiding Psyche's gaze, which was blankly staring at him. Psyche's eyebrows twitched as if she'd noticed, and the gun, which had been pointed at his phone, turned towards the heroine.

"Sabra said to bring you here."

김여주

“…Where are you taking me?”

“Um… roughly speaking, our hideout?”

Ajitra… It seemed like he was talking about the organization’s headquarters.

"Actually, I don't like Sabra's decision. So, you decide."

김여주

"……."

"Are you going to come with me or are you just going to die here?"

김여주

"…what?"

I frowned involuntarily at the absurd sound. I suppressed the urge to yell at her to stop talking nonsense. Psyche, who seemed incredibly annoyed by this moment, played with her hair, twirling it around her fingers.

"Do you know why no one has seen my face?"

김여주

"……."

"I killed them all. Everyone who saw my face."

Psyche spoke of her murder with such aplomb, as if she had just eaten toast for breakfast. The only one who found it even more chilling was the heroine.

"So decide quickly."

"Are you going to come with me or die here?"

김여주

"……."

“Of course I… like the latter better.”

Psyche smiled, the corners of her lips turning up as she muttered that the latter was better. Taking advantage of Psyche's words, he finished loading his gun.

bang-

A bullet was fired.