It was late in the night when Da Cong woke up to a call. "Boss, The Crocodile's army is looking for you."
Da Cong was sleeping on the upper birth of the train that was going to City Z. When he heard the person on the other side, his forehead broke into a sweat. Small beads of sweat appeared and his breath increased. He felt winded. He knew that people who were caught by The Crocodile always ended up dead.
"Why are they looking for me?" he asked finding his voice. He spoke softly so that he didn't wake up others who were sleeping in the same coach.
"They have caught many hackers, both professional and rookie. It seems that very important data of certain company has been altered or deleted."
"But that is very normal for any hacker, you fool!" hissed Da Cong at the informer. "Which company's data is in question?"
