Before she could say anything more, the bald man clicked and hung up.
Then he looked at Sekiguchi's Son, smiling as he stuffed a heavy Cream Puff Box into his hands. "Hold onto it. Stop wasting time. At 3:30 this afternoon, a nurse will make the rounds. Your job is to take that guy out before the inspection begins. How about it? Easy, right?"
"Easy my—" A curse reached Sekiguchi's Son's lips, but he swallowed it when he saw the man's vicious face. He pleaded, "I'm not like you guys. Forget shooting someone—I've never even seen a gun in real life before. Silencing your accomplice who got caught by the police... I really can't do something like that!"
"Shut up! Are you trying to bring the cops here?" The bald man snorted and viciously jabbed his phone against his chest. "When the time comes, just press the handgun against him like this, pull the trigger, and empty every bullet into him. At that range, even a pig could hit him. Don't give me any crap about not being able to aim."
As he spoke, he checked his watch. "All right, there's still some time before the operation starts. Go wash your face and calm down. If you're still too scared..."
Hearing the way he trailed off, Sekiguchi Yoshio's eyes lit up. Then forget it?
The bald man gave a sinister smile. "Then think carefully about your daughter. Today, either she or that guy has to die."
Sekiguchi Yoshio: "..."
After a brief stalemate, the middle-aged man, with elderly parents above him and children below him, clutched the Cream Puff Box and left with heavy steps.
The bald man, however, remained in the stairwell.
Soon, his accomplice's voice came through his earpiece. "Is that guy really reliable? I'm afraid he'll faint