Fantastic Life Tycoon - Chapter 36

I would have left him alive.

But what Andrea said is really true. I can’t just scare him and leave. He doesn’t have a brain for that. Who acts like that.

Not even the biggest gangst….politicians act like that.

He is a mad dog and the world will be better without him.

Brian was justifying his decision. He was trying to act like this was the trolley problem and he was doing it for the greater good.

Will I be a killer. I am not personally killing him but it was me who caused it. Is it murder if it saves the lives of more people.

Brian had already decided Kevin’s fate when Andrea was crying in his arms. She was still in his arms, it’s just that she had fallen asleep and Brian had held her hand and tucked her body into the blankets. Her face was still so red from all the crying.

I should have enough money to redeem a worker bot that can kill him. I can just make his face to one of his henchmen. It will also be easier to navigate into his circle. This seems good but will the bot be able to escape. Let’s consult with IntOne. I could have redeemed a specialist bot with some assasination experience. Nah, that’s 1 million. 1 million bounty for a college punk. Let’s not splurge on this.

Brian patted Andy’s face while thinking about it.

Soon, the Sun rose and it was another holiday. It would have been the day, Brian and Andrea went to the beach but Betty had pulled out so they were free today.

Andrea opened her eyes to see Brian looking at her from the chair on the side of her bed. She felt really bad that Brian just sat on the chair while she was on the bed.

“Did you sit on the chair all night? There’s enough space for both of us on the bed to sleep together.” She blushed a little after thinking what she had said.

“I didn’t want to disturb your sleep. You had enough of a bad day anyway. I will be going back to my dorm for like an hour or two. Stay in the dorm, don’t leave it. I am not scaring you but your were right, that Kevin is a mad dog. I will be back with some food, I also need to make some calls.”

Andrea nodded, she wanted Brian to deal with the problem asap.

Brian didn’t go back to his dorm but went to the gate where a bot was waiting for him.

Why do I have to walk to the gate while Kevin can have a parking spot in freshman year. I will have to improve my status on the campus. That software startup should solve all these problems.

Brian reached the factory and saw IntOne with his dozen screens and weird mix of sounds because of the videos.

“Boss, what happened.”

“I want to kill someone.”

“Just ask a worker bot. That bot is violent enough. You don’t have to ask me.” IntOne replied without any emotion like it was just another question. No hesitation or worry.

“Kill without leaving a trace.”

“Oh. That piece of scrap don’t do that without the right tools then.” IntOne said with disdain. He was prejudiced against the cheaper bots. Bot lives didn’t matter to him.

“How much is the budget for the kill.” He asked.

“I have about 20k in my personal accout and you should have 200k. We can have about 10k more with each day. So, use everything, I want a quick solution.”

“Boss, if we had millions, I would have asked you to redeem a specialist bot but since that’s not enough, I will need information about the target.”

Brian told IntOne about everything he knew. He also told what he had thought about using a bot with features like one of Kevin’s henchman.

“Boss, while your plan is fine, there is an easier way and it should work without any bloodshed.”

“Tell me.”

“Since, the target likes sex, we can send him to permanent sleep through sex. There should be a La petite mort potion in the system store. Just give it Kevin and he will die happily as he cums.”

What’s this french? Sounds so weird. Let’s check if it’s even there.

Brian looked at his store and it was for 10k.

“How will I give it to him. It’s not like he will drink it himself.”

“That’s the interesting part. Boss, you will have to redeem a female worker bot and modify her looks so she is pretty enough to end up at their club. Don’t they date **** girls frequently, they will do the same to our mole and she will transfer the La petite mort potion .”

“How will she escape if he dies while she is there.”

“Boss, she can walk out of the place like it’s nothing. Just drug him with the La petite mort and another muscle relaxant so he can’t get up his cock to orgasm and will instead feel tired and sleepy. He will be able to have sex by the next day. The drug works when there is intense mental stimulation. Doesn’t have to be orgasm, even a jump scare might kill him. The bot can leave when she sees an opportunity. She will come back to the factory after changing appearances and at night to avoid cameras.”

This seems good enough on paper. Let’s go with it then. It’s not like I have any previous experience to add on into the plan. Ah, I almost forgot about that.

“I also want to ask you about building a software product which can be really useful in every day life. I want to attribute the software to myself.”

IntOne didn’t take a second to reply.

“Boss. I already have a thing for you here.”