"Hey, Macchiato, we've just been separated for less than two hours. Is there something urgent that you called me for?"
"Officer Kyle——"
"Don't use a suffix that can immediately identify me. Just call me by my name."
"Okay, Kyle. I want to ask - regarding the Lucrezia fall case, are you really the only one holding the evidence that I sent her bank information?"
"Yes, I was the first person to check her office, and then took pictures of all her computer records. As for the traces that she had received your anonymous emails, I cleaned them up. I don't want to have any The second person noticed you, and at that time I was still trying to confirm with you what was going on with the 'red fire' between us."
Hearing this, Macchiato, who called Kyle because he couldn't sleep, breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask:
"So what now? You put shackles on me, what do you want me to do after that?"
"You seem to be very anxious, but as a person who can't be cruel, doesn't have any fighting skills, and doesn't have any power, you can't help me much even if you are a prisoner. Oh, by the way, you seem to be poorer than me. ."
It was heartbreaking. Macchiato, who had just worked for a few years, basically spent his salary on his family. Naturally, he had no savings. He was indeed poorer than Kyle, who had an old shabby car.
But as an adult, she would not believe that Kyle would let her go because of his kindness. If she was not valuable enough, what would he force her to do with shackles?
Thinking of this, Macchiato trembled while lying on the bed. Even though there was only a broken fan beside the bed, she felt a chill at this moment. The scary thing is not that he would think so, but rather that Macchiato never thought that men would think about those things. The scary thing is that now she is like meat on the chopping board. The feeling of sleeping next to a bomb but not knowing how much is left in the countdown is really uncomfortable.
"Why don't you speak anymore? Are you worried that you are useless?"
Kyle's casual joke silenced Macchiato, and Kyle on the other end of the phone finally realized that she was extremely worried.
"Okay, first tell me what you didn't finish in the warehouse. Why did your boss hide it for you after you became a detainee?"
"Because my power can forcefully affect the brain activity and hormone secretion of the person being touched through direct and indirect contact. This is how I affect other people's feelings. Although I avoided harassment from my boss, I didn't expect that The fat man turned out to be a pervert, and he gave me two conditions - 'concealing my identity as a prisoner' and a 'salary increase', and then he wanted me to play the role of 'queen' in a certain club."
This roller coaster-like development of events left even Kyle, who had seen all kinds of tricks in his previous life, speechless. What is this, treating the ability of the incarcerated person as some kind of harmless medicine? Let Macchiato give them a shot before they compete in chess, right?
"So what do you, the 'queen', usually do?"
"I'll whip them with a whip, and then use my powers to amplify their pleasure. What happens after that has nothing to do with me."
This is really the case...
"Ahem, I hope you don't misunderstand. I just promised to use the power of the incarcerated to amplify their pleasure, but I will never do anything like selling my body."
"No, I don't doubt you. I just think that your boss is also a talented person, and those clubs who ask you to beat them are unreasonable."
The thimble of the cigarette was identified as: Don’t look for cigarettes here.
"So have you thought about what I should do? I agreed in advance that I won't do anything that touches the bottom line even if the shackles crush me."
Kyle thought about it seriously. Since Macchiato's boss asked her to go to the club to be a 'pleasure helicopter', then Kyle would completely destroy it. After all, how could the incarcerated people under him be so controlled by others.
"Then let me ask you, if you had the chance to kill your boss, would you do it?"
"meeting!"
Macchiato answered immediately. It seemed that killing her boss was what she wanted. Although killing is one of her bottom lines, it is just more flexible.
"And your status as an incarcerated person is only noticed by your superiors?"
"Yes, of course there is you. When I go to the club, I always hide my identity, such as wearing a wig and a mask. Those guys who are looking for sex know that I am a confinement person, so they don't dare to be too presumptuous with me. Basically God really treats me as a so-called queen."
"Haha, then are you dissatisfied with this kind of nightlife that uses supernatural powers to make money?"
Macchiato sat up from the bed suddenly, even though she lowered her voice, it still seemed like she was roaring.
"Of course I'm not satisfied. I never wanted to make money in this way. I just wanted to slowly accumulate work experience based on the knowledge I learned in college, and then get promoted and get a raise."
"Then this time I have to teach you something that you can't learn in college - people like your boss are obviously thinking that since they can't get you, they have to use another method to squeeze you. So to deal with this kind of already We must take tough measures to save the capitalists who are hopeless.”
"Tough measures?"
"Yes, first of all, when you arrive at work, you can talk to him and say you are willing to give him a chance."
As an independent woman who would not betray her appearance, Macchiato felt that Kyle's 'coercive measures' smacked of conspiracy.
"Chance?"
"Yes, tell him that as long as he gives you a large sum of money and buys a personal accident insurance with your beneficiary as the beneficiary, then you can consider being his lover. Of course, this requires your acting skills, which requires Just use words to get him hooked.”
As soon as she heard about the insurance, Macchiato remembered what Kyle had just said, 'Kill your boss if there is a chance.' This next plan immediately cheered her up.
"After buying the insurance, are you going to plan how to let him die unexpectedly?"
"That's right, then after he dies, I will be the only one who knows your identity as an incarcerated person, and you can also get a large amount of money. So - do you dare to do it?"
"No problem, as long as the plan is right, I will never miss the opportunity to let him die."
The two agreed on a time to discuss the plan and hung up the phone.
Although Macchiato was still tired after chatting for a whole hour, the haze in his heart was relieved a lot. Now I am still useful, and I can even kill that fat pig-like boss. Maybe being shackled by sudden shackles is not such a bad thing.
It's just that Kyle is obviously a patrolman, but he came up with the plan of killing people, cheating insurance, and forging accidents in just a few minutes. Could it be that the place where he lived before was in the Syndicate?
Otherwise, how could he be so skilled?
