The Heartless Alpha Just Wants to Follow the Plot - Chapter 65

Upon seeing the chip exposed, Major Song’s reaction became even more frantic. He clearly never imagined this day would come that someone would unhesitatingly pry out his deeply hidden secret. He felt as if he had no defenses left against Su Mo.

She didn’t even seem to pause to think; she saw right through him with terrifying ease. For the first time, Major Song realized that some people might appear unremarkable or “brainless” in their daily lives, but once they took action, nothing could escape their gaze.

He even began to wonder if Su Mo had planted a surveillance device on him. How else could she have pinpointed the chip’s location with such surgical precision? It was unbelievable; he hadn’t even told those closest to him.

“Why?”

He struggled, desperate for an answer, but Su Mo had no intention of enlightening him. When dealing with enemies, her approach was always swift, accurate, and ruthless, leaving no room for a counterattack.

She inserted the chip into Major Song’s terminal, and the interface transformed. Two contacts appeared, their names hidden behind cryptic codenames: X and K.

“X and K. Interesting.”

She tapped into the chat logs for X. Major Song had been incredibly cautious; even with the chip hidden under his skin, he had wiped the history. This terminal featured a “Shatter Record” mode—a permanent deletion process that ensured no one could ever recover what had been said.

She checked K’s logs. It was the same: a complete blank.

Major Song watched Su Mo come up empty-handed and let out a mocking, raspy laugh. “You think you can find something? You’re dreaming. You’ll never find a single thing.”

“It doesn’t matter if I find anything or not,” Su Mo replied.

She gave his hand a slight shake, her smile cold and detached. “I may not find the data, but I have plenty of ways to make them come looking for me.”

As if on cue, a message from K blinked onto the screen.

K: Mission accomplished?

Logging on at this hour meant one of two things: either the operative was captured, or the mission was a success. Given Major Song’s track record and the equipment he took, K clearly bet on the latter. He hadn’t even considered the possibility of failure.

Su Mo grabbed Major Song by the hair, forcing his head up to face the glowing message. Her voice sounded like a demon whispering from the abyss. “Look at that. Speak of the devil, and he appears.”

“Tell me, how should I reply? Look at how much faith he has in you. It’s a pity you’ve failed that trust, isn’t it?”

Major Song’s breathing turned heavy and ragged as he glared at her. He never expected the timing to be this disastrous. Trapped and unable to resist, he could only watch in horror as Su Mo used his terminal to reply.

Major Song (Su Mo): Mission accomplished. Ready to reel them in.

“You!” Major Song gasped.

Su Mo shrugged. “There. Now, do you think he’ll believe it?”

Major Song was speechless. Whether K believed it or not, there was no way for him to explain himself now. Su Mo wasn’t just trapping him; she was roasting him over an open fire.

He wanted to curse her, but as he looked at his subordinates lying unconscious around him, he realized he had lost all control over the situation.

“I’m actually a very reasonable person,” Su Mo said, her smile deepening as if she already knew his next move. “If you cooperate and tell me the truth, I might consider showing some leniency.”

Major Song remained silent. He didn’t dare speak; in this game of nerves, the first one to open their mouth loses. As long as he refused to break, no one could squeeze any state secrets out of him.

The lead bodyguard tossed the soldier he was holding to his subordinates and walked over to Su Mo. He pulled out his own device and called the company, instructing them to send a transport for the “cargo” and to keep the operation covert.

“Understood, Boss.”

Major Song hadn’t expected Su Mo to be this bold. She actually dared to kidnap him?

“I am an officer of the Military,” he snarled. “Do you have any idea what the sentence is for detaining me?”

“I do,” Su Mo said calmly. “But what if you were no longer a soldier, or even a citizen of the Federation? What if you were a space pirate?”

Major Song didn’t catch her drift immediately. “What are you talking about?”

“It means your master has abandoned you.”

Su Mo held up the terminal. Everything on the screen was vanishing—X, K, the logs, the entire interface was being remotely wiped. The party on the other end had realized Major Song was compromised and cut the cord instantly.

“It seems you weren’t as important as you thought. How pathetic.”

“Impossible.”

Major Song looked shattered. Panic set in as the reality sunk in, he had been discarded by the master he trusted most. Even if he didn’t know how they figured out the message wasn’t from him, it was clear: they knew he was caught and the chip was gone.

A useless pawn is never recovered.

Major Song bowed his head, staring blankly at the floor. No one knew what he was thinking.

“Do you see now?” Su Mo said indifferently. “To them, you were just a tool to be used. Now that you’re caught, you’re a liability. Your pride and everything you know have become weapons that threaten them.”

“How much longer do you think you’ll be allowed to live?”

Disappointment seemed to have brought Major Song a strange sense of calm. He didn’t react to Su Mo’s provocation with anger. Instead, he said coldly, “Even if that’s true, it changes nothing. I won’t talk.”

“Loyal to the end,” Su Mo remarked.

But even the most loyal pawns are eventually tossed aside.

Su Mo stood up as the extraction team arrived. They hauled Major Song and his men away. The soldiers looked dazed; they had only been following orders to make an arrest, and now they were the ones being disappeared.

These soldiers were regulars! And yet, this group didn’t seem to care in the least.

Pu Ying scanned Su Mo, her brow furrowing deep when she noticed the scuffed footprints on her clothes. “Does it hurt?”

“It’s fine. Just a scratch,” Su Mo replied with a shake of her head. It really didn’t qualify as an injury; after the initial adrenaline faded, she barely felt a thing.

“The Old Master will handle the legal side,” Pu Ying said, “though I suspect someone else will ‘handle’ them before it even gets that far.”

Despite Su Mo’s indifference, Pu Ying produced a fresh coat for her to change into. She wasn’t about to let Su Mo be seen like this; there were too many people on the Star Net waiting for the chance to mock her.

“Understood.”

Su Mo swapped her coat and pushed open the door. Inside, Tan Ya was sitting obediently. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw Su Mo, though they dimmed slightly when she noticed Pu Ying following close behind.

“Sister Su.”

Tan Ya stood and walked to Su Mo’s side like a well-behaved child. Su Mo ruffled her hair, her voice cool and steady. “You did well. You were very obedient.”

Tan Ya looked up at her, her gaze intense and focused. “Sister Su, I’ve successfully differentiated.”

“I know.”

“I.” Tan Ya hesitated, searching for the right words before deciding to speak her mind.

“I know what you want to say,” Su Mo interrupted. Now that the differentiation was complete, the next step was for Tan Ya to go out and build her own commercial empire. It was Tan Ya’s dream, and her destiny. Su Mo wasn’t surprised in the least.

“I’ve had Pu Ying give you the contracts for the Tan Corporation, and you’ve already signed them. The company has been in decline lately, but I’m certain you can lead its resurgence once you take over.”

Tan Ya would have a brilliant, dazzling future, just like the protagonist of a legend. As for Su Mo herself, she would walk toward her own predetermined end.

“Thank you for looking after me all this time, Sister Su. Even after I leave, I’ll never forget you.” Tan Ya reached out and pulled Su Mo into a sudden hug, not daring to ask permission for fear of a rejection.

Su Mo stiffened for a fraction of a second, then allowed the embrace, though she did not hug her back. Tan Ya knew better than to push her luck; she pulled away after a moment, her heart filled with a quiet satisfaction.

“Sister Su, wait for me. I’ll rise to the top quickly. I’ll make the Tan Corporation as powerful as the Su family. Soon, I’ll be able to stand by you and help you.”

Her voice was firm and resolute. Her eyes were fixed entirely on Su Mo, as if she were ready to live her entire life solely for her, should Su Mo allow it.

Surprised by the intensity of the declaration, Su Mo went silent. The hand she had intended for another head-pat shifted, settling instead for a supportive squeeze on Tan Ya’s shoulder. “You don’t need to strive for anything on my account. Just do what you want to do.”

Tan Ya had a genius-level talent for business. With effort, she would eventually become someone others could only dream of approaching.

Tan Ya took this as Su Mo’s polite way of rejecting her devotion and didn’t argue. However, when she left the apartment, she had called home for months and returned to the manor that had cast a shadow over her life for years, she couldn’t help but shiver. The trauma buried deep in her memory wasn’t so easily forgotten.

Fortunately, Su Mo had arranged for Jiang Xi to accompany her. Seeing Tan Ya spiraling into fearful memories, Jiang Xi draped a coat over her shoulders and whispered comfortingly, “If it’s too much to handle, we can move somewhere else.”

Tan Ya was wealthy now. Even with the massive debt hanging over her head, she could earn it back in time. Her mental well-being should come first.

Tan Ya shook her head, her voice raspy. “This wasn’t their home.”

It was hers.

It was the home of her parents and herself. Only later, after the estate was usurped and she was imprisoned in a basement used for junk, did it become her nightmare. Now she was back, and her enemies were gone. Aside from some unfamiliar furniture and unsettling photos, the house was just as she remembered it.

“I’m home, Mom, Dad,” Tan Ya murmured softly, as if they were still there.

Jiang Xi didn’t hear her; she was busy surveying the grounds, looking for anything out of place that needed immediate attention.