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M: TSIA Chapter 52: Remote Control Bomb
🕑 Added 2025-01-11 11:47:00 +0000 UTCWith a stiff and awkward voice, Albino asked in halting English, trying to maintain a professional demeanor: "You have wasted too much time. Have you made a decision?"
Facing that unsympathetic expression, and thinking about what he had just experienced, Albino felt his body suddenly grow cold. However, he could only manage a stiff smile, trying to mask his fear with an indifferent attitude. "Mr. Nobu, your quote is too harsh for Mr. Braun. I'm just a small accountant..."
Nobu Yoshioka's face instantly darkened, the aura surrounding him grew heavier, making the room feel even colder. "Then let those who can make decisions speak!" Nobu said in a tone full of pressure.
Albino pressed his lips tightly together, staring at the desk in front of him. He tried to find a way to avoid further confrontation, then cautiously said, "What if I send a message to Mr. Braun and let him decide for himself?"
"Then hurry up!" Nobu Yoshioka glared at him sharply, his eyes sounding like knives ready to cut. "You have wasted a lot of our time; we might lower our offer again."
"As soon as possible! As soon as possible!" Albino's face almost twisted into a bitter grin, the feeling of being trapped and powerless gnawing at him. He walked hurriedly to the safe behind his desk, as if the remaining time was running out. Once he entered the password, Albino pulled out a silver suitcase from the safe.
However, deep down, Albino knew that he didn't need to prepare the information Lance requested at all. This time, the order given to Albino was to come to New York for business matters, handling this property.
All the necessary documents and information had been prepared in advance, and Albino only needed to hand them over to Lance... but he still carried a "remote control bomb" hidden in his pocket. This made Albino tremble even more as he walked, feeling as if a heavy burden was lurking with every move he made.
Complete the payment for the goods, and maybe everything will be fine... but that anxious feeling couldn't just disappear.
Albino's boss was hiding in Canada, and if Albino himself died, his boss shouldn't have to care. However, at that moment, the fear and dread of the consequences Albino would face made him feel trapped in an ever-deepening dilemma. Albino was just trying to survive, even in a critical state, knowing that time was not on his side.
Albino took his suitcase and carefully pointed outside, trying to remain calm despite the fear gnawing at him. "I will send the information via fax to my boss. Please wait a moment longer, Mr. Nobu."
Nobu Yoshioka stared at Albino with sharp eyes, the gaze so piercing it seemed to penetrate any lies Albino wanted to hide. Nobu's tone was flat yet threatening, full of pressure: "Tell your superior that if the man cannot make a decision as soon as possible, our price will be lowered one level every fifteen minutes. Also, what we, The Hand, want, no other organization dares to take over."
Albino felt cold sweat beginning to dampen his forehead. He knew what it meant if his boss failed to respond in time. "I know, I know..." Albino replied with a trembling voice, trying to hide his anxiety. He then walked out of the office quickly, his eyes darting around, realizing that a group of ninja assassins was watching him.
"Sir?" The guard standing at the door looked at Albino with a confused expression, as if sensing that something was wrong.
Albino waved his hand, pretending to be calm even though his heart and body felt shaky. "I... I left my watch in the bathroom."
His watch was indeed left in the bathroom, but that was just an excuse.
"But..." The captain of the guards stared at the suitcase Albino was carrying with a strange expression, hesitating, "Why are you holding that document box?"
They were all subordinates of Mr. Braun, sent to protect and monitor Albino. However, the documents in that file box were far more important than Albino himself. They knew that those documents were the key to resolving a major issue.
Albino felt a bit confused, caught between lies and an increasingly pressing reality. He then held the document box tightly and said, "Ah... we encountered some problems in negotiations with The Hand. We might need to go out again with the file box. So, I will take that file box, um... wait a moment, I’m going to the bathroom to get my watch. After that, I will return with the document box, we will go with Mr. Nobu, and your car should be ready."
However, at that moment, Albino was already in a critical condition. His heart was racing, and his breath felt constricted. Albino's situation was worsening, and he no longer cared about the matter. What was on his mind right now was just one thing: how to get the "bomb" attached to his chest out before it was too late.
"That's not a problem." The captain of the guards suggested firmly, "Why don’t you ask someone to get your watch for you?"
"No, no need." Albino hurriedly waved his hand, "I don’t just want to get my watch back, I also have a bit of a stomachache. I might need to..."
The captain of the guards shrugged: "Okay, we will wait for you at the door."
After the file box left the safe, Albino was not allowed to move too far from them. That was an order from their boss.
"Okay... okay." Albino felt like crying. How could he forget this incident? He could only hope that the assassin did not think he was bringing someone to capture him.
Albino then hurriedly walked toward the bathroom door, pushing it open, and shouted loudly, "You all wait here, I will be out soon."
"Yes, Sir!" Several guards replied in unison.
The bomb did not explode.
Albino sighed in relief, walked toward the bathroom, turned around, and closed the door.
