[Episode 28] #7 Department store terror attack (3)

Bang bang bang bang bang

"Senior Spade!"

Following Spade defeating No. 13, the club also ran up the escalator and arrived at the floor where No. 13 was.

On an eerily quiet floor, No. 13 was lying on the floor with his neck held in the hand of a spade.

He was completely suppressed, unable to move any of his limbs.

As soon as he discovered No. 13, Club pulled out two pistols from his thigh holster and pointed the gun at him.

No. 13 just lay motionless and didn't seem to want to take any action.

As expected, it seems that the escape technique cannot be used while in contact.

'As Mr. Apple expected... .'

Have Spade stick to No. 13 at the fastest speed and subdue him before he can react.

That was Apple's suggestion, and it seems her expectations were met.

"I disposed of all the remaining dolls a little while ago. "Under Apple's control, police officers will also flock inside."

"I think they tried to set off a bomb. "If you think you're doing anything suspicious, I'll tear this thing to pieces."

In addition, communication with the outside world is likely blocked due to Apple's actions.

A complete outsider.

For this villain, there is no longer any way to escape or any means of resistance.

The only thing left to do is to be quietly arrested like this.

"Villain No. 13. The joke went too far... "If you do anything suspicious, I will kill you for no reason."

Wow... !

"Ugh… !"

I can't seem to get over the shock I received a little while ago.

No. 13, who was still breathing heavily, groaned at the load being applied to his throat.

Spade's black-gloved hands can crush rocks with just their grip strength.

There is no problem in crushing the size of a human being.

In addition, there is an unusual load on my neck right now,

The fierceness shown from close range clearly showed that Spade's threat was not a bluff.

"Huh... after… ah… It hurts… ."

'… … ? 'What is this guy?'

But nonetheless.

Spade somehow got a strange feeling from Number 13 below.

What should I say?

Even though it was clearly a desperate situation, there seemed to be a strange sense of composure.

And I don't know why, but strange emotions are stirring in Spade's heart.

What on earth is this?

What on earth is causing this strange anxiety? ?

"under… ah… spade… There is… ."

'… … ?'

"Shut up, number 13."

"okay… You're safe... First of all, the position is… that's right… ."

"Shut up!"

No. 13 has Bluetooth earphones plugged into his ears.

When I saw it blinking, it was connected somewhere... Maybe he's on the phone?

weird. No way.

The communication rights here, all kinds of radio waves, are probably controlled by Apple down there. No matter how much No. 13 talks about it, it won't be of any use.

Is this a bluff? Or is it because you are confused by this situation?

Doesn't this guy know that the other person can't hear? Is it because I was embarrassed and couldn't understand the situation?

"good… Club too... Here… There is… as it is… If you proceed… ."

Number 13 is still muttering something. It looks like he is giving instructions.

Obviously that doesn't make any sense.

Those instructions are useless.

Because Apple.

Apple.

Apple, obviously.

"Okay then, spade. "You also listen to me carefully."

"『The Jack of Spades is――"

* * *

Thump thud thud!!

"Seniors?!"

It happened in a moment.

The moment when No. 13 was about to say something to Spade.

Spade's hand, which was holding No. 13's neck, was filled with strength.

The grip immediately put pressure on No. 13's neck muscles, tore them apart, and crushed them along with the bones.

"… … … !!!!"

No. 13's chin was lifted, his eyes popped out as if they were about to burst, and his face became hideous in many ways.

Blood burst from the mouth and splashed onto Spade's face.

The spade symbol engraved on her pretty face was stained with No. 13's blood.

Huh... Huh... ha… .

Without taking his hand off the neck of No. 13, whom he had crushed, he took a deep breath, calming his pounding heart.

He had to live. If I don't save him, I can't ask him about the rest of the villain organization [Abyss].

I threatened him, but at least I tried to end it by simply blocking his airway and knocking him out.

I didn't intend to do this.

I didn't mean to do this.

'Something just happened…' It's creepy... .'

I couldn't understand, but I felt like I shouldn't just let No. 13 talk.

That sixth sense-like intuition was a chilling warning to Spade, as if he would not be able to do anything if he listened to it.

… … What on earth… ?

"uh… Seniors?"

"… Oh, sorry, club. For some reason… "It feels dangerous."

"If you judge that way, it would be right. "Shall we take the body first?"

"I guess so. … "Even though he's a villain, we can't leave the corpse we created behind."

Club, who was holding a gun in both hands and pointing it cautiously, lowered the gun carefully.

Spade was still sitting on top of No. 13, who was now dead with his neck crushed and had a terrible appearance, and looked down.

It's not a relationship worth remembering, but at least we're intertwined with No. 13 in many ways.

It's hard to say that it was fate, but seeing him, who had fought so tenaciously and fought against each other, come to such a futile conclusion, gives me a strange feeling.

A feeling of emptiness, as if my heart had been hollowed out.

It's absurd to have such sentiments toward villains, and how many villains have I buried with my own hands so far... It's not right to feel something special just for him.

At the end, I felt reluctant because I didn't know what No. 13 was trying to do...

It doesn't matter now that he's dead.

… But really, what were you trying to say a moment ago?

'Clearly, the Jack of Spades... It seems like he was trying to say something... .'

With that in mind, Spade was about to get up from No. 13's corpse.

Iron—Kung!

"… … ?!"

A metallic sound heard from somewhere far away.

At the same time, the sound of something falling heavily began to be heard from all directions simultaneously.

Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

"Fuck… ?! This… ."

"Firewall against villain terrorism… Why is this coming down now... ."

Recently, thick barriers that can withstand explosions have been mandatorily installed in buildings as a countermeasure against villain terrorism.

This firewall that goes down inside and outside the building also blocks attacks from villains coming from outside.

Sometimes, it acts like a cage to keep the villain inside from coming out.

However, it looks like the system may have malfunctioned and the barrier has now come down...

It is meaningless now that the villain has been subdued. Of course, it is even more useless when dealing with No. 13, who uses an escape technique that transcends space.

'The lights went out. 'I wonder what I'll do when everything is over.'

It is good that there are counter-terrorism measures in place, but it is completely useless if there is a problem with the system.

In today's world, where villain terrorism is a common occurrence, I wish people would pay more attention because it is a matter that concerns human lives.

They said they would report later and dispatch a counter-terrorism inspector here.

It was a time when Spade was trying to think calmly.

"It fucking hurts."

"uh… .?"

Wow... !

Someone's hand grabbed Spade's arm as he was trying to get up and held it tightly.

Nonsense. No way.

"Seniors?!"

"why… !"

Number 13, whose neck was broken a little while ago.

But now he is fine... No, it's dark and hard to see, but his handprint remains.

――But how are you alive?!

"『Hanged the Spade Jack』!!"

The spade was embarrassed and tried to reach out to No. 13, who for some reason did not die.

No. 13's desperate cry reached me before Spade's action.

A sentence that I couldn't figure out what Spade had interrupted a little while ago.

As soon as that sentence reached my ears, the spade stopped moving like a hardened wax doll.

The light disappeared from those eyes.

* * *

I was distracted by the sudden anti-terrorism barrier coming down.

For a brief moment, my consciousness returned to somewhere else. That would have been all.

At the scene that followed, the club's eyes widened in disbelief.

"line… Bae? "Senior Spade!"

Spade, who had crushed No. 13 and was suppressing him, stood up shaking like a doll hanging on a string.

Below, No. 13 is lifting himself up together while touching his neck.

For some reason, Spade seems to be trying to neglect him.

In order to prevent him from escaping using the staff's abilities, the hands that were maintaining contact were intentionally separated.

Something is strange.

Let alone the fact that it is impossible to prevent No. 13 from escaping, the Spade is in a strange state in the first place... .

Additionally, the barrier that came down surrounding this shopping mall, due to timing, felt like a cage to prevent Villain No. 13 from escaping, rather than to prevent him from escaping.

"Seniors! Please get out of the way!"

Club aimed his gun at Number 13, who stood up awkwardly, but a spade stood as if blocking his line of fire.

In that brief moment when I regained consciousness due to the barrier, I think something hit me.

The situation is incomprehensible.

It's just that the villain called No. 13 is much more dangerous than I imagined.

"Apple! Apple! Can you hear?! Senior Spade's condition is strange! We request support based on your judgment! Apple? Apple!!"

There is no response from the in-ear communicator that is supposed to be connected to Apple.

Although Apple said it was cutting off communication waves, this line must have been alive a little while ago.

"Fuck… … ! What the hell happened... … !"

While the club is embarrassed because they do not understand the situation.

"Go, Spade. Take down the club."

Following No. 13's orders, the blank-faced Spade bowed low.

He quickly approached the club with animal-like movements.