Isaac

Isaac in a Trap (3)

The middle-aged man who was driving met the transformer.

“Is Isaac asleep? ”

“Yes, I did as you instructed. ”

“Good. He didn't say anything? ”

“Well, nothing special. ”

Suddenly, I thought about whether I should report what Isaac said, but I'm from the Surveillance Bureau, not the Operations Department, so I don't have any obligation to report it.

“I see. Well done. ”

“Where should I wait then? ”

“Hmm? Ah, we'll move with the disguise until we're done with the interrogation. I've already finished talking with Baron Rondat, so I want you to come with me to Baron Rondat and return to Newport City. ”

“I understand.”

“And you should start getting promoted, too, right? ”

“Yes?”

“How about working in the center of Central rather than as a relief worker? I'll sponsor you. ”

“Go, thank you! ”

At the words of the middle-aged man, Trenter bows his head in gratitude with an impressive look on his face. The chief, if it was sponsored by a senior senior enough to give the order directly to the Mission Advisor, was worth it.

“Oh, and about Isaac.... ”

“Do you have any instructions? ”

“It's no big deal. Report back to Newport City. What do you call a follow-up? I hope you understand that concept. ”

“…… that's against the basic Mission Code. ”

“I'm not asking you not to report it at all, I'm asking you to hold off for a while. ”

“However, the Mission Advisor Code of Conduct is designed to promptly report any significant changes to a subject's status or situation. ”

The middle-aged man takes a step back, smiling as if he had no choice.

“Then there's nothing I can do. ”

“Yes, thank you……. ”

Puck!

The Transter looks down at his chest with unbelievable eyes. A black awl gushes from his shadow, piercing his heart.

Cough!

The middle-aged man said with an indifferent look as he vomited a handful of blood and looked at the middle-aged man with a questionable gaze.

“I'm sorry. The warden needs to know as soon as possible. You just say yes. You don't have to go backwards and forwards, you don't have to know the first thing about bait. That's why I'm going to die as a deputy. ”

“Oh, why……. ”

Fluffy!

Both of the knees relaxed touched the ground.

“Consider yourself unlucky. It's dark heat.”

In a word, I understood everything.

‘That's right...... I don't suppose there's any luck for someone like me. ’

The transmitter falls to the ground in a faint state of mind, muttering.

I can't believe you get dark fever. Even an ally of mine would hesitate to attack for a reason. A lesser agent's life would be worth less than a stone on the side of the road.

It's a shitty life, but I'm not angry. Rather, I felt sorry for him.

Isaac knew it was Central.

Fire will spatter, but eventually it will hit dark fever. What happens when a madman fights a madman? Suddenly, a smile was raised.

“... are you smiling? ”

The middle-aged man turns to look at Jigsy Transter's face as if a cold, cooling trans smile were catching his mind.

“Evacuate.”