Deceitful Game

Chapter 307 Dead Souls

Chapter 307 Dead Souls

Shi Yue pulled Ming Po to a corner, her expression turning serious.

"Are you... a secret agent?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

Mingpo spoke calmly, arms crossed: "If I wasn't locked up and turned into a mining machine, wouldn't I only be able to become a special agent?"

"Could it be that there are so-called 'legal charlatans' here?"

At this point, his tone became slightly sarcastic: "Instead of saying anything, what makes you—Miss Shi—stand here?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yue was speechless.

She clearly couldn't answer that question.

Let me put it another way—

Shi Yue carefully chose her words, asking slowly and deliberately, "In your memory, I wasn't your direct supervisor before, right? So—"

"I killed Lin Xiuying."

Mingpo interrupted Shiyue's rambling and answered directly.

Lin Xiuying — that's Minister Lin's name.

Although it sounds like a girl, it actually belongs to that obese middle-aged man with a buttock-like chin.

Shi Yue's eyes widened immediately.

"You one"

"There's nothing to hide, isn't there?"

Mingpo closed her eyes, avoiding direct eye contact with Shiyue, and therefore couldn't see her expression: "I know too, you're in cahoots."

"----oh?"

Shi Yue's tone carried a hint of anger: "So, what do you plan to do with me now, Minister Ming?"

Of course, Mingpo is not the minister. Rather, it is Shiyao's position that is the minister.

Her words were clearly sarcastic. For example, she was implying that Mingper would remove her from her position to secure the ministerial post.

"I thought our friendship was deep enough, Shi Yue."

Mingpo opened her eyes, her indifferent pupils fixed on Shiyue: "At least, you should know what kind of person I am. At least you should believe that I am not a person who kills indiscriminately."

"—I may have known this before, Mingbo."

Shi Yue was silent for a moment, then looked up and smoothed the hair at her temples.

She did not shy away from Mingpo's words.

Be open and honest, and respond directly.

"But everyone knows you're a madman now. You have at least five hundred lives on record. Do you know what that means?"

"Know."

Mingpo's lips curled up slightly, her tone gentle, and her eyes lowered tenderly: "I suppose the most vicious criminals in the entire Changsheng Sector are not even a tenth as vicious as me."

"You're not even one-twentieth as good as Mingpo!"

Shi Yue's voice rose slightly: "How can I continue to trust you? You want me to believe you're not a man who kills indiscriminately?"

"They all died in the trial at the spire."

Mingpo calmly stated, "None of the people I've killed died out of personal vendettas. Outside of missions, I am an absolutely safe, peaceful, and rational person."

"This also means that you are the craziest mad dog in the whole company."

Shi Yue's expression was extremely solemn, and her voice lowered: "Who would dare to hold a personal grudge against you? No one in the company is absolutely clean! Don't think I don't know that if you really wanted to kill someone, you could just take any job that's roughly the same and put the person on your work list as a 'related person'!"

"So what?"

Mingpo tilted her head.

Just as Shi Yue's anger was about to truly ignite, Ming Po simply spoke softly: "Does that mean they won't die if I don't take action?"

For a moment, Shi Yue's words caught in his throat.

She fell silent, and soon quieted down.

"We all know that some tasks can't be refused. If I do more, others can do less. At least I can control the intensity and prevent the situation from escalating—"

Mingpo countered, "How do you think I knew about your connection to Minister Lin?"

—What else could it be?

He died in the cracks of time; who knows what he went through!

Torture, hallucinations, bribery, deception, memory reading—anything is possible!

Emotionally speaking, Shiyue hopes that Mingpo will still be the "storyteller" they know and love.

However, she also knew that it was almost impossible.

They've all grown up.

Not to mention Mingpo, even she herself has the blood of many innocent people on her hands.

They were, after all, people from the executive department.

Shi Yue pursed her lips, trying to look away.

But then, Mingpo reached out and grabbed her boss's hair, forcibly pulling her face towards her.

Mingpo's forehead was almost touching Shiyao's. At this distance, even without the magnification of her prosthetic eye, she could see the other's eyes clearly.

"Or rather," Mingpo asked softly, "how come you were able to climb higher than me?"

"You're younger than me. Your father's position isn't even as high as yours."

"And who is the person standing behind you?"

"—You really want to know?"

Shi Yue was silent for a moment before asking a question in return.

Mingpo slowly loosened Shiyao's hair and took a step back.

He slightly extended his hands, making a gesture of surrender. This was also a gesture of showing his palms, indicating harmlessness and peace.

But Shi Yue did not relax because of this.

With Mingpo's strength, even if he were unarmed, he could snap someone's neck in an instant.

"You should know our background, right?"

"Rebels, huh?"

Mingper replied calmly, "I know the rest of you too."

"Oh? Who?"

Shi Yue was clearly not letting his guard down and was still trying to get information out of her.

"Chen Bingwen".

Mingpo answered, "He's also my friend."

Shi Yue was clearly surprised that Ming Po could actually come up with a name.

"On Lin Xiuying's wife's dressing table, there is a deep red lipstick—the one she uses the least. You should be able to spot it at a glance."

Mingpo casually said, "This is a secret that Minister Lin gave me before he died. I haven't checked it yet—if you don't trust me, why don't you go and see for yourself? It's like returning it to its rightful owner. After all, he and you were from the same organization."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yue's wariness lessened considerably.

She took a half step back, her face no longer stern, but revealing genuine confusion and bewilderment: "—What exactly is your stance, Mingpo?"

"Is this important?"

"That's important! It determines how I should view you."

"I'm telling you," Mingpo interrupted, "I've already given you some information. You should tell me the truth now."

"You're only twenty-four, and you're already at M2. And in such a crucial department as the Executive Department—the person behind you is from the board of directors, isn't he?"

As Mingpo finished speaking, Shi Yue's expression shifted for a moment before she finally sighed.

"—I don't have much to say, Brother Xiaoming. I can't betray the organization, and I can't betray my mentor."

"I know. You can say whatever you need to say."

Even the board of directors—

Shi Yue gathered his thoughts and said cautiously, word by word, "Actually, not everyone wants to maintain this lifeless order."

"Because of the Board Office?"

"—You know that?"

"I know a little."

Mingpo's lips curled into a slight smile: "Who do you think I work for?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense expression on her face brightened considerably.

"Very good."

She said sincerely, "It seems you're at least not on the 'Dead Souls' side."