The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 226 William
Here it is...

Miyano Shiho let the corpse of the guard whose neck had been twisted in his arms slide down gently, dragged him to a bunker and hid him, then crouched outside the chess and card room, listening to the movement inside, thinking calmly.

Inside... there appear to be four people...

... No, five people.

Is that William guy in there?

Kind of tricky.

I have to make sure William is alive.

That way you can ask him questions.

Too many people.

If flash bombs and shock bombs are thrown, there will be too much movement and arouse full vigilance.

... have to think of a way.

How can we lure William out?
Shirley took a deep breath.

She is considering whether to rely on seduction.

Use the excuse of "want to play with you" to lure him out?
...Although I am very confident in my appearance, but this time I feel that it is not good.

It is too easy to arouse suspicion.

How could a random woman come down here?
Why should I play with him?
Now that several people have died here, I will definitely be suspected after being discovered.

Then it will be troublesome.

Ok……

I have to use another way.

such as……

Shirley turned her head to look at the horn placed in the corner not far away.

This gave her a plan.

Soon, the announcer's voice sounded in the radio room.

It asked William to come to the broadcasting room quickly.

"Hey, William! I'm calling you." The guard in the billiard room reminded him.

"Damn it, I heard it!" William said with an extremely irritable look, "What a disappointment...! Who would call me at this time?"

"Maybe it's Johnny!" The guards booed, "You might be promoted!"

"Oh, how is it possible?! If I want to be promoted, someone has to get out!" Although William was cursing, he was really a little excited because of it: "Just put it down for me, this game is not over yet!"

After William left the billiard hall, he hurried towards the broadcasting room full of excitement.

However, on the way, he was suddenly dragged into the room with a knife on his neck.

For a split second, he wanted to draw his gun and shout.

However, the sharp knife on his neck warned him not to do something that would anger the captors.

"Hello, William." A cold female voice came: "I have a few questions for you."

"What the hell are you trying to do?!" William roared pretending to be calm: "Do you know where this is? How dare you kidnap me—"

"—I'm asking you a question, William." The woman lowered the knife on his neck, and he could clearly feel the sharp blade piercing into the skin, causing an incomparable sting and oozing blood : "The stairwell on the east side can go to the bottom floor, right?"

"Why should I tell you! Bitch - woo!"

The blade cut deeper again.

He realized that this woman was playing for real.

However, the humiliation of being so controlled by a woman is still greater than the fear.

"Shh...answer my question." The hijacker moved his face closer, and William, who was trembling with pain, clearly felt under the pressure of fear, and the sound of her breathing when she spoke caused faint itching in her ears .

"Yes... yes!" He had to answer like this.

"...where is the key?"

"On my waist...the red one...!"

"...Where is the topographic map of this building, William?"

"What the hell is there a map! Are you sick?!"

"Hmm... who knows? I hope you didn't lie to me."

"Fuck, of course I didn't lie to you! Let go of me, bitch! Kill me, and you won't end well! I know who the fuck you are!"

"Oh, that's really interesting." The hijacker giggled, "Who am I? I'll give you a reward if you guess right."

"Helena—you're Helena, aren't you?!"

"Oh... why do you think so?"

"Ha, I guessed it right! Because you want to avenge Miranda, don't you? Huh?! Let me tell you, if you kill me, you won't be able to escape from here! You don't want to die as easily as her !"

"Who is Miranda?"

"What... aren't you Helena?"

"I'm not, but I'm interested in the story... Tell me about Miranda?"

"Ha! Why should I tell you?! It's just a toy that can't be controlled! If you kill me, you'll be caught soon, and you'll be like her before you die! And you'll—"

"—would die worse than her, you just said it. It's so clichéd, I guess it didn't take much effort."

William wanted to say something more.

...However, he couldn't say it anymore.

A sharp sting followed by a chill passed through his throat.

Afterwards, he clutched his throat, let out painful and weak panting sounds, his body tried to breathe instinctively, but his eyes quickly dimmed.

He could feel himself being pushed to the ground by his captors.

Even if he tried to pay to shoot her and let her be buried with him, it was impossible.

Just as he took out his pistol tremblingly, a foot stepped on his palm.

That foot still moved slightly, but it crushed him with great force, breaking his phalanx, and before his consciousness disappeared, he felt a sharp pain from other parts of his body again, but the pain could not be turned into a wail. The throat came out—the trachea was broken, and he couldn't shout anymore.

Ok……

Shirley pulled his fingers away with her toe, shook off the blood from the dagger, dried it with the cloth of the corpse as usual, picked up the pistol in the enemy's palm, and looked it over.

The gun is fine, it's mine.

But I have been used by this kind of scum before, so I don't want to continue to use it.

At that time, take it to other black markets and sell it.

Thinking of this, Shirley picked up the key on him again, and searched the enemy's body where there might be something.

Hey, no cash again...

Shirley was disappointed in the bottom of her heart.

Is his wallet in the chess room?

Fortunately, this guy has a gold necklace and can sell it for some money.

……what is this?
While Shirley picked up and wiped the blood-stained gold necklace, she noticed that the pendant seemed to be able to be opened.

This gave her a bad feeling.

Pendants of this shape usually contain...

……really.

Shirley opened it and saw the photos inside.

It is a photo of William with his wife and daughter.

The three looked very happy.

She looked at it quietly, and felt that his wife was very happy when she snuggled up to him.The daughter is also very cute.

They could be a family with a good atmosphere.

Or at least it is in the photo.

Bring a family photo with you to show how much you love or miss your family...

...You deserve it too?

Shirley threw away the necklace in contempt, letting it fall into the pool of blood with a crisp sound.

Does your family know that you are this kind of person...

...and hopefully no one will be sad when you die.

Even if there is, I don't regret killing you.

Shirley turned and left, threw the key in her hands, and then walked out of the room with her hands in her pockets without looking back.

(End of this chapter)