The next day, news of a car accident spread among the people. According to reports, the car had plunged into a river and the driver was missing. The investigators discovered only his national ID, one shoe, and a piece of clothing that he had been wearing. His occupation remained a mystery.
Despite searching for three hours, the divers were unable to locate him. However, they eventually found an arm, leading those present to speculate that he may have been attacked by river creatures. This tragic news soon began to circulate widely.
After the discovery of his other belongings, people began to disperse from the scene. However, what truly shocked them was the car's inexplicable plunge into the river. It seemed impossible as if someone had intentionally caused it. Despite their differing opinions on the matter, everyone remained silent.
Meanwhile, Mr. Jones sat in his study room, seething with anger. He hurled objects and shouted in frustration, lamenting the cleverness of a little boy named Tyran. "How long will you stay ahead of me?" he questioned. "Now that boy won't trust me again, and I'll lose some important cooperation."
As he held his head, screaming in rage, his phone suddenly rang. He answered with a curt "hello"
"How many chances do I need to give you?" asked the frustrated person. "You keep failing to complete the tasks I assign to you. I hope my investment in you was not in vain."
He responded nervously, "Please give me some time. It's just that this boy seems to predict our every move."
"huh is it that so, do you mean he is more powerful than us."
"I'm sorry, sir, but that is not what I meant to convey."
"I created the Armza cooperation for you, so please make wise decisions. It could be mine if you act foolishly. I advised you to weaken him, but unfortunately, you were unable to do so. Now that he is in a strong position, we need to weaken him. He cannot..." The man abruptly ended the call without finishing his sentence.
From Mr. Jones' observations, he could tell that the man he was communicating with had a strong animosity towards Tyran. Despite his efforts to gather additional information about the man, Mr. Jones could only communicate with him via phone or other means and had never met him in person, leaving him unsure of what the man might be hiding. Nevertheless, Mr. Jones was content with the benefits he was receiving, as was the Armza corporation. He simply had to follow a set of instructions. In light of recent events, Mr. Jones contacted his assistant and instructed them to look into the accident and determine whether or not the man had died.
The phone was then disconnected. He also informed his gang not to hold back with the plan but they should not kill Tyran.
...
While on the lion gang base, an unconscious man was lying on a small bed. Many tubes were connected to him. A doctor was standing beside the bed talking to a man sitting on a chair." sir I'm going to try everything I can, but is in a vegetative state. That means the probability of survival is very small."
Since childhood, you've been my doctor and I need your help now more than ever. Please do everything in your power to wake him up. I need to find out who tried to assassinate me."
"Of course, I'll do my best," replied the doctor.
Tyran had just discovered that the person was one of the snake gang. He knew he had to take advantage of this opportunity.
After a few minutes, Tanaka entered the room and said to his boss, "Boss, I need to talk to you about the girl's issue."
"Which girl?" Tyran asked.
"Minenhle," Tanaka replied.
"Get to the point, Tanaka. I don't like people who beat around the bush," Tyran said.
"I don't think it's a good idea for her to continue living in the same house as you. People might get the wrong idea," Tanaka said.
"I don't care about what people think. I do what I want," Tyran replied.
"Maybe we should let her go back to her place and increase security there," Tanaka suggested.
"I have my reasons for doing this, Tanaka. You know that. And I hope I won't regret it later," Tyran said.
"Okay, if you say so," Tanaka replied.
Tyran was concerned about Minenhle's health and didn't want her to return to her place. He was also aware that his enemies were aware of his affection for her, which put her at risk of an attack. Therefore, he decided that keeping her with him was the safest option.
They then moved out of the room where the unconscious person was lying. He went to the server room where numerous supercomputers were found.
He was working on a drug discovery project, which only his most trusted people knew about. He assigned more robots to help with the project. Suddenly, he thought that the person who was after him might know about the project, as it was related to an outbreak of a disease. A few companies were given this project, but only his young brother, Ayan, knew that he was doing it secretly. Ayan didn't know about his base or his private bodyguards. He didn't dwell on this thought and came to meet the person who wanted to assassinate him today, instead of supervising his project.
After a brief visit, he returned to his house through his secret passage connected to the base beneath it. Upon entering the living room, he noticed a girl peacefully sleeping on the couch in her pajamas. He paused for a moment before approaching the couch. Upon confirming that she was asleep, he removed his coat and draped it over her, then retrieved a bottle of wine and began to drink.
Minenhle woke up to find someone on the couch across from her, drinking wine. Startled, she asked, "When did you come back? I was waiting for you."
"Are you waiting for me?" he asked.
"Yes, now that I'm fully recovered, I need to go home," she replied.
"Still thinking about going home?" he inquired.
"Yes, I miss home," she admitted.
"do you know the meaning of what happened yesterday, now I'm not sure who is that person after so it is safe for you to stay here in the meantime."
"so that accident didn't happen on its own." She was shocked that she spent a long time with her mouth open.
Tyran already knew who the assassinater was after. He just wanted to put some fear inside her so that she wouldn't keep talking about going home.
His plan worked as expected, the girl then stood up and went straight to her room.
....
Mr. Jones' plan did not go as expected. His team attempted to devise a strategy to attack Tyran, but it appeared that Tyran was too shrewd for them. Some members of the team spent nearly a full day near Tyran's home, while others monitored his typical routine. However, it seemed as though Tyran did not leave his home that day.
Mr. Jones was terrified upon receiving a message that no action had been taken since morning. He shouted, "Do we have a mole here? How could the boy predict all of our movements?"
He called his subordinates in different locations and urged them not to lose hope. He assured them he wouldn't spend the rest of his life at home.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to him. If his bodyguard managed to come back alive, he must be skilled in his duties. He proceeded to the room where the bodyguard was and said, "Calvin, now that you're back, I believe you're the best candidate for this role."
You should go and help those people. I want him crippled today. "
"yes boss this time I won't disappoint you."
"then go."
It became the first time for Kenny to meet with the boss since he came here. The boss was unmasked and he could see who it was.," So it was Mr. Jones all along."!he murmured to himself. But there was no grudge between Mr Jones and his boss. They were cooperating so well, how come he was an enemy?
It seemed as if there was more to this. He left his thoughts and started to deal with the available issues.
He had been studying about this environment since he came here. He had known several openings in this tunnel. All the loopholes of it. He had also studied the gang from its strongest to its weakest.
Kenny was given a motorbike to retrieve his other vehicles, and he rode it to the location where other people were gathering. He joined the crowd and excused himself to go to the restroom. While there, he received a phone call and said, "Boss, have you seen my message?"
"I saw it myself. You must follow the directions he gave you." After leaving the restroom, he quickly left the area. Kenny reunited with his companions and got into their car. They waited until the next morning.
When Tyran typically commuted to work, the trio kept a watchful eye on passing vehicles. As time ticked by, they lost hope of his arrival, until receiving a message indicating he had left and was driving a white Chevrolet Corvette. Shortly after, they spotted the car they were waiting for, trailing a black, tinted Mercedes Benz. Suddenly, a hammer came flying out of the Mercedes Benz, striking the Chevrolet Corvette.
The car spun and turned off the road. It went straight to hit a building across the road. People looking at the scene had different expressions. Others were screaming and others were holding their hearts in their hands.
"oh my god, is the person inside still alive?"
"I don't think so, he can become vegetative ."