Tonight was another long night. A time that makes security officers feel stressed. Blasphemy and criticism from society regarding their inability to put pressure on themselves at work. Police cars on patrol have been passing by for a long time. Be prepared to prevent and be ready if murder occurs again. The person that all the officers were sitting while dangling his legs from a height. Look down to watch the police cars passing by. They were looking for him here and there without a goal or direction. This sight made him think of the cockroach trapped in the bathroom. The embodiment of helplessness and stupidity.
The man was wearing all black from head to toe. Like a ninja disguised in the dark of night. The moon also supports its action by not shining brightly tonight. The streets are quieter than usual due to government warnings. What luck, the man thought.
The man was on the top floor of a company building. He checked the time on his right hand, it was already 10 pm. Several people in neat suits came out of the parking lot of the building next to it and several cars there had already driven away. He got up and walked towards the middle of the top floor of the building. He wore black gloves and covered his face with a mask.
He started running towards the edge of the roof and jumped onto the roof of another building. He rolled on the hard floor then ran fast to jump onto the low roof of the house. He landed in the yard of an abandoned house. He kicked the wall and grabbed the edge of the fence then lifted his legs and landed smoothly outside the house.
After that, he pulled the hem of his clothes and controlled his breathing to calm down. The action is very neat, orderly and without any wasted movement. He put something over his left eye then ran his fingers through his short black hair. He checked the surroundings like an eagle looking for prey, and then he started walking towards the parking lot of a skyscraper of the Crystal company. The company that leads the entertainment and fashion industry is one of the 3 most influential business people in the world.
He walked without hesitation even though the place was still busy. Several employees passing by in the first floor parking lot greeted him and all he did was smile for a moment. The parking lot in this building has 3 floors and the man is on the top floor. He is at the parking lot specifically for high-ranking officials and is usually the quietest and also has the highest security.
He stopped walking and looked around, this is where the murder would take place. He is still watching from the edge of the parking lot. There was still quite a row of cars there and the man was waiting patiently.
A middle-aged man came out of the parking lot with a very loud voice. He and his friends said goodbye in an excited and friendly tone as if they had just succeeded in a big project.
Michael, the man in all black clothes came out of hiding and stepped steadily towards the middle-aged man who was busy with his car keys. Michael glanced at the parking CCTV where the red dot was still showing. A second later, the red flame went out and the evidence of the crime disappeared before the action began. Michael quickened his pace. He poked his target's shoulder and immediately swung the knife that had been hidden under his jacket.
The middle-aged man had great reflexes. Michael's full force attack only resulted in light scratches on the surface of the skin on his neck. Michael chuckled in annoyance then hit and kicked the middle-aged man until he fell to the ground in an instant. The target this time does not look weak and is not the type of old man who has a lump in his stomach. The middle-aged man still had a fit body and was filled with muscles. The only reason he lost to Michael was because of that small knife scratch.
The small knife that Michael used earlier was covered in poison. The poison reacts quite slowly but is deadly. The poison slowly destroys the function of the body's organs; eyes, liver, heart, lungs and even brain. The poison binds red blood so that the heart cannot beat. A slow painful death. That's what the middle-aged man will do. Michael looked down at the person who was holding his stiff neck.
"W-who are you? How dare you! Don't you know who I am?!" roared the man.
Michael still didn't budge. Especially for tonight, he chose to use poison instead of getting blood all over his hands and clothes.
"What's on your knife? Huh?! Wait until my men find out!" said that man again.
Michael put the toe of his shoe on that man's mouth. "All I know, a piece of trash can't talk. But this one talks a lot." Michael complained as if his ears had been flooded with pages and pages of sentences coming from that person's mouth.
"This shit hurts! You're looking for trouble with the wrong person!" shouted the man with his mouth full of Michael's shoes.
Michael lowered the mask that was covering his face. He let a grin slip across his lips. The middle-aged man started to creep up the wall while pressing his neck. Michael took another small sharp knife and plunged it into the man's ankle. "Arghh!" shouted the middle-aged man quite loudly.
Michael's action succeeded in making the middle-aged man stare at him closely. "In 3 minutes your heart will stop. That's enough time to make a phone call. Well, I'll allow you to call someone." Michael said while offering a cell phone.
"Convey your regrets or your will," said Michael again.
The middle-aged man felt his stomach being squeezed. His heart was beating fast. His legs were numb and his vision was getting blurry. The man couldn't even see the phone that Michael had given him. His body was shaking and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He could actually feel himself slowly weakening.
"My men will come to finish you off damn it! You have not won yet!"
Michael squatted down to match the man's height, he laughed a little then said "I will handle it myself after you die. Relaxed, I'll let your men know the lesson."
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth even more. He had run out of ideas to buy time. He couldn't even scare or threaten the man in front of him. Michael was like an arrow that had taken off. He doesn't know the words quit or mercy.