Special Investigation Team BTS Complete

EP 43. Sabra (5)

Psyche's bullet lodged itself in the spot where the heroine had been. She dodged the bullet by instantly jumping back, then quickly opened the unlocked door and stepped out, kicking Psyche's gun away before she could reload.

I didn't know that Ho-seok's decision to not lock the door, thinking that it would be more efficient for him to get out on his own rather than come back and save him if something happened, would be so helpful here.

Psyche didn't even bother to pick up the gun, which had already been blown far away. Instead, she pulled a jackknife from her back pocket and swung it at the heroine. Though still holding the gun, the distance was too close for her to aim, and the heroine had no choice but to dodge the blade pointed at her.

"Your choice is the latter. Don't regret that choice."

김여주

"Regret? That's what I should be saying. I was wondering how to find you, so I'm grateful that you showed up in person. Psyche."

As if she'd never been scared before, Yeoju tossed the chair Jeongguk had placed before her, dodging Psyche's sword. The loaded but unfired gun swung at her waist, and Psyche pulled another jackknife from her inner pocket and approached.

At such a short distance, a sword proved more effective than a gun, so the heroine had no choice but to fall behind. Gritting her teeth and dodging Psyche's swings, the wall was just a few steps behind her.

"It seems like I played with everyone."

김여주

“…Ugh!”

It was a fleeting moment. As the female protagonist visually measured the distance between the CCTV camera location inside the police station and the wall, Psyche, with a smiling face, thrust a knife into her abdomen.

As he held onto Psyche's other hand, holding back a cry of pain, Psyche sneered, "How tenaciously I'm holding on." And then,

bang-

The heroine, who had prevented Psyche from moving, held Psyche's arm with one hand and the gun with the other, and fired a bullet into Psyche's thigh.

Before Psyche could scream, the heroine dropped the gun to the floor and struck Psyche in the face with her fist. Psyche was thrown back with a dull thud.

김여주

“Haa… You have the right to remain silent.”

Bam–!!

The heroine's foot kicked Psyche's hand, which was holding the jackknife, sending it flying. Psyche let out a short scream, clutching her face as she tried to pull something out from inside her clothes, but the heroine was a little faster.

김여주

"Your comments could be used against you in court."

bang-!!

Psyche's body slammed into the desk behind her with a loud crash, caused by the heroine stepping on her neck. The objects on the desk crumbled to the ground, but no one was there to pick them up.

김여주

"You have the right to have a lawyer present."

"Ugh... Hey...."

김여주

"You say you're going around killing everyone, but I guess you don't have the ability to fight back. Well, how could you possibly beat a special investigation team made up of the best soldiers in the military?"

Her breathing became labored and she felt blood dripping onto the floor, but the heroine never showed it and continued to complain. She was returning the favor to Psyche, just as Sabra had done to her.

I struggled to remove the jackknife still lodged in my abdomen, then desperately tried to stop the gushing blood with my hand. The sound of a siren outside suggested it was Hoseok, who had been watching the CCTV, who had called.

The heroine sat down on the floor, clutching her legs, and stared at the unconscious Psyche. The first shot was a blank round. So, unless they had to amputate her leg, it wouldn't be life-threatening.

"Excuse me!! Are you in there!!! This is the police!!!"

Yeoju quietly closed her eyes, listening to voices searching for someone through her fading vision. She had done what she had to do. Now, she had no choice but to trust the rest of the team.

At that moment, the team members at the wellness buffet were making a lot of noise. They had heard from Ho-seok that a woman was fighting with the female lead.

정호석

–… It’s over.

민윤기

-Why? What? What happened? Is the heroine okay? Who the hell is that bitch!!!

정호석

-The paramedics and police officers are taking Yeoju and that woman away right now. I can't hear them, so I don't know who they are, but if it's as I expected...

김석진

“…It must be Psyche.”

Seokjin's words caused a brief silence on the radio. Sending Psyche to Yeoju in preparation for their arrival... Sabra was a smarter kid than I'd expected.

김남준

-For now, let's just focus on Sabra. I heard she went with the heroine and Psyche. That's because the heroine caught Psyche. We just need to catch Sabra.

"We just need to catch Sabra." At those words, the team members nodded one by one from their positions.

With the situation on Yeoju's side now over, Seokjin decided to focus properly and watched Sabra and the chief's position. Just then, Jungkook, who was working as a waiter, approached them with food.

전정국

“…If you need anything, please call me.”

To avoid the risk of the chief recognizing his face, Jeong-guk deliberately approached from behind. He placed the food on the table and bowed politely like any other waiter. He felt eyes on him from up ahead.

“I need it… There’s one thing I need right now.”

전정국

"…?"

At that moment, Sabra, who had gotten up from her seat in an instant, pulled out a gun from somewhere and looked straight into Jeongguk's eyes.

bang-

전정국

“……What do you want to do?”

He shot the chief in the head.

Clank–

"Do you need anything? I need Kim Young-cheol's life."

It was a blink of an eye. Before he could even dodge the gun barrel thrust before his eyes, the chief was dead, and as a result, Jeong-guk's once-pristine clothes were stained crimson with blood.

I didn't even have time to realize I hadn't protected the chief. I instinctively pulled out the gun on my waistband and met Sabra's muzzle.

Taehyung, Jimin, and Seokjin, who had only just realized the situation, took out their guns and aimed at Sabra, and Yoongi, Hoseok, and Namjoon, who had belatedly received a report of the situation via radio, also came up from the parking lot.

It was obvious that one-on-many situations would be scary, but Sabra was different. It was the complete opposite.

Instead, he dropped the gun he was holding onto the floor and turned toward Taehyung with a soft laugh. He didn't call his name, but his words were aimed at Taehyung.

"How does it feel to have your father die right in front of you?"

bang-

Another gunshot rang out.