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"We then headed towards the lobby, the atmosphere becoming awkward without a word from either of us until I felt a strange gaze from the person I was carrying.
"Hmmm... There's a saying that goes, people who are wrong can only assume an answer, and confused people dare not do anything, but those who are truly wise will ask many questions even if the answer isn't what they expected."
"Who might have coined that strange proverb?" she asked, with a mocking tone.
"Someone I've known well since I was born and grew up on this earth, namely myself and I, " I said curtly.
"Is it because I helped you when you were in trouble and felt it interfered with police duties? Or because I carried you like this, and you felt it was some form of harassment?"
"That's not what I meant. You know I should have arrested you for not committing murder..."
"...which was done in self-defense and to help a woman I'm carrying right now."
"I never asked you to help me!" she exclaimed as she got off my back.
"AWWW!!!" She screamed in pain, clutching her side.
"AHH... Don't make a fuss. Your injury is serious enough," I said, carrying her and seating her in a chair.
"Ihhsss...!" she grimaced.
"Let me check it. I know a little about treating wounds." He quickly dodged.
"NO! NO! I don't trust you," she said, clutching her stomach tightly as if I had improper intentions. I squinted my eyes and said,
"What kind of attitude is that? You? Even if I had to choose between you and stabbing myself multiple times, I wouldn't hesitate to take a sword and stab myself. Do you think you're that attractive? Move your hand and let me examine it," I said with a tone of disgust. Hearing that, she put on her sulky face again, rolled her eyes, and let go of her grip. Then I examined her wound. Glancing at her briefly, I said,
"Besides, you don't need to worry. I would never become a murderer. That bastard won't die from this, right." I said as I carefully removed her bandage.
"Why are you so sure?" she asked.
"Because I've considered everything: how long the electricity would flow, its pressure, and most importantly, the body's capacity. Although I doubt that person can even be called human, at least it will hurt and restrain him until someone finds and captures him." Various expressions appeared on her face, but strangely, I still couldn't see any hint emotional colors from this woman.
Hahhh... But... actually, I just want to say, even if that happens, I'm ready to be your witness," she said with a usual hint of sadness in her expression and a stunned look in her eyes.
"Because if I were in that position, I would make the same choice, maybe even more. Because it's about protecting myself and my loved ones from loss." The atmosphere instantly became quiet. She seemed was holding onto an object tied to a small string around her neck, previously hidden under her clothes.
"Huh... Turns out it's the same. A complicated person with difficult words," I said, glancing at her face. At that moment, she put the necklace back and with a cold expression, she said.
"Then why did you come back and go to the trouble of helping me?" she asked.
"Well... I've already told you there's no other way out. So the only option is Alternative Safety," I said with a flat expression. Then the last bandage was removed, and I was shocked at what I saw...
The wound on the side of her stomach was almost healed, leaving only a small scar.
"Huh...? Wasn't the wound still pretty severe earlier?" I whispered. With a confused expression, she asked,
"How bad was it?"
"Hmm...? When you tried to get down earlier, you were still screaming in pain, right?"
"Yeah, so what?"
"How about now...? Does it hurt?" I asked as I lightly touched the scar from the wound.
"Not at all?" she said. I examined the wound seriously and saw that the scar was gradually getting smaller.
"What are you doing? I feel uncomfortable!" she said, standing up and closing her shirt, feeling annoyed.
"How are your other wounds?" I asked.
"I think they're quite okay." she replied.
"Your shoulder ?"
"There's no problem at all." he replied while rotating his shoulders.
"Huh?" I wondered.
"There's no problem at all." he replied while rotating his shoulders.
"Huh?" I wondered.
"Hey..Hey, you guys!" A voice was heard from a distance, then a girl with short yellow hair, a sweaty and pale face appeared.
"Alexa!" I exclaimed.
"Hahh..! You don't know how relieved I am to still be able to meet you all here," she said with relief. A blue aura seemed to envelop her.
"Good job, Alexa. If you were a bit late, the angry woman beside me might not be standing here with us now," I said while pointing my thumb at Iswara.
"Hehehe… No need to praise me too much. If it weren't for your plan and instructions from Mr. Andri, the plan wouldn't have gone smoothly," said Alexa with a smile.
"Oh, by the way, where's Mr. Andri ?"
"Earlier, while running, he told me to meet you all first. Umm.. But now I'm starting to get a little worried about his safety," she said worriedly. her gaze suddenly fixed on one point.
"Hey… Are you okay?" she asked , after seeing blood stains on her white shirt Iswara.
"Eh..! No.. I'm fine," Iswara answered a bit awkwardly.
"It can't be with this much blood..." Quickly, Alexa approached her.
"Don't worry, I'm a doctor. Now, may I examine it ?"
With an embarrassed look, she showed her wound, and something surprised me...
Oh, so it's just blood stains, huh?" Alexa exclaimed suddenly, surprising both of us.
The wound on her stomach had completely healed without a trace.
"Hahh! Wasn't it? Just now I still felt the pain, but..." Iswara tried to explain. However, in the middle of the conversation, suddenly...
"Hey, Young Men!" A frightening old man with a beard, wearing a blood-stained white shirt, slowly walked towards us. He was holding a blue paper in his hand.
"Mr. Andri, are you alright? How are you feel?" I asked.
"I'm fine, thanks to that operation, I'm feeling a bit better," he said, smiling and squinting his eyes. Seeing the blue paper, I asked,
"What is that?" I asked curiously.
"Ahh! This is the blueprint of this building. I suddenly remembered my training in the army, so I went to find this blueprint."
"Oh, this could be very helpful." Then Mr. Andri looked at Iswara and handed her something.
"I've heard everything from Hari. I know you're a police officer, so," Mr. Andri said while handing his gun to Iswara.
"Take this, because a good officer won't hesitate to use their weapon in a difficult situation." I then carefully examined the blueprint.
"No. It's not right... Nahh, too risky... Ckss too dangerous " I muttered, contemplating and projecting all the plans in my mind.
"Hari, what are you doing..?" Anggi asked suddenly. Quickly, I raised my hand to signal not to disturb me, then...
"Four pieces, Numbers, Experience, Pressure, Fear, Carelessness, Open Area, Single Target, Shared Objective, Climax..."
"Ahh, there it is !" With a sharp and very confident look, I turned my gaze towards them.