Chapter 552 - THE TRAGIC STORY (1/2)

In the restaurant, Akira glanced at the clock in the corner, ticking softly. It was twenty-one minutes past eight. Only nine minutes remained until the bomb in the Crystal Plaza exploded. She did not know if the CAB could figure out a solution in that short period.

”As you all know, there is a high bounty on Akira,” Bonnie said. ”My darling Clyde and I cannot, for the life of us, figure out why you people want to kill her. I mean, look at her. She is as cute as a button. What do you think Clyde?”

Clyde was already getting impatient because Bonnie was hogging all the airtime on Watch. He took the phone from her hand and looked at the camera. He looked and felt a little awkward with the device in his hand.

The people on the other ends of Watch kept commenting, asking the ugly guy to leave the interface.. Even though Bonnie was not super-hot, at least she knew angles and showmanship. Moreover, most viewers were men, and they felt like their subscriptions were being wasted by an ugly man.

Luckily, Clyde could not see the mean comments.

”I agree with my dear Bonnie.” He said stiffly like an actor on their first day on a movie set. ”I think that killing a girl, not to mention it is two lives, is a little extreme. On the other hand, the bounty on her head is quite attractive, and it is good to give people what they want.”

”Therefore, I propose a little game that will allow the unkillable Akira to escape death once more. What do you think Bonnie?” Clyde asked while feeling very pleased with himself.

”My darling Clyde, you are so good and kind.” Bonnie gushed while kissing Clyde's cheeks. ”What kind of game do you propose?”

The two of them completely ignored the dark-faced Akira and Kaito. They were talking about them as if they did not exist.

”What would be more interesting than letting the girl attempt to save the city?” Clyde asked with an evil look in his eyes.

”Clyde…” Once again, Bonnie became uncertain.

”Come on, Bonnie. Let us live a little.” Clyde said. ”It is impossible for her to decipher the bomb. I am confident that not even the Central Antiterrorism Bureau can do it.”

Bonnie still felt a little apprehensive. She did not like uncertain things. She and Clyde had worked very hard to create a majestic bomb. And if she was going to die, she wanted to see the beauty of the Crystal Plaza exploding.

She looked through the window and saw helicopters arrive near the tower and start circling. The sight affirmed that the two of them had made the step they always wanted. However, she was worried that she would not see the sparks before she died.

”It is not that I think that she can stop the bomb. But should we be messing with it?” Bonnie asked.

”Honey, nothing can go wrong. Right now, there is only one way for the bomb to be stopped. They can only use the code to stop the detonator. There are only three chances to input the code, and the timer will become faster with each try.” Clyde reminded Bonnie.

”By now, those stupid officers have already realised that the bomb is motion and pressure-sensitive. They can't move the bomb without detonation. One way or the other, the bomb will explode. What is the harm in giving everyone a little hope first?”

Bonnie saw the light.

Hope was the greatest demon of all in the world. If people held on to a little hope, the disaster that followed would be more majestic.

Someone had once told her the story of Pandora's box when she was in high school. She found the story fascinating and exciting because she always hoped that she would have an opportunity to release all kinds of evil on mankind.

And she knew hope was the worst thing anyone could receive.

Her suffering was excessive when she was younger.

The story of Pandora inspired her and made her understand that she could become a source of pain for those who hurt her. And if she added a little hope before delivering the death blow, it made every victory all the sweeter.

Bonnie's story was quite tragic, and she wished she could forget everything instead of remembering everything in clear detail.

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She lost her parents when she was just a little girl. But she was old enough to understand death and its significance. She did not know the details, but she knew she would never see her mommy and daddy again.