Hi everyone! What's up? Sorry for late updating, actually I was kinda ill; sore throat, coughing, slight fever, stomachache and what not? Err….don't need to worry at all, I'm fine now :D That's why I'm writing.
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So…let's start!
The elevator was large, neat and clean with well-burnished walls and floor. Over the head of the young detective, there was a close circuit camera at one corner. A deep red light was there; turned on.
"The cc cameras are all over in the apartment building," A feminine voice could be heard, "Through those, I can guide you easily."
The boy breathed deeply. For this, he started trusting her.
As soon as the elevator went up, the doors rang opened. The neko-jin pressed the speaker set on his left ear.
"Let's get to the work." His guide informed, "Cleaners are at the right hall, in the lobby. They are standing in front of Kane's door. Hurry up!"
Pulling out the 9mm pistol from his pocket and reloading it, he turner right and walked. At the next door, two cleaners were standing and talking with each other.
"The stupid agent isn't opening the door in spite of speaking that we've come here to clean the place." One of them exclaimed in with frustration, "What does he think about himself? Sherlock Homes?"
"Don't worry, others have already started for getting him." The second one assured, "Soon they will reach there and then…hahahaha…" He couldn't finish his words as both started laughing strangely.
'Looks like they are quite enjoying between themselves.' He thought as he pointed his handgun at one and fired. One of them fall down at that moment. The second one looked behind but couldn't do anything as the detective didn't make any mistake.
Going to the door, he knocked but no one opened it. Over his microphone, he asked, "Salima, the door may be locked."
"Try the door at the left, next to the large painting." The scarlet-haired girl suggested, "You may get to Kane's place through the balcony."
"Alright." He nodded and went according to the suggested direction of his partner. Opening the door, he saw two more there. He was behind them. Stretching out another 9mm pistol, he pointed them towards both of the ambushers. Then pressing their triggers, he ended their lives.
"Check every rooms well." The dispatcher ordered, "Make sure whether the beasts have already taken anyone's life or not."
The guy opened the door of the bedroom. There was nobody except a bed, a table with a laptop on it, a bookshelf full of books, a chair and a pair of side-tables with lights.
Then he went to bathroom. To his horror, he found a body on the bathtub. It was a thin and short guy. His hair was blonde, he was wearing suits.
"Salima, I've found a corpse in the bathroom." He whispered.
"What?" The girl almost screamed, "Ray, how does he look? Please tell me."
"Well, he's short and thin, he has blond hair."
"Then it must be Jim…" Her voice got lowered. Frustration covered her tone.
"Don't be sad, Sal…" The boy comforted his partner, "I'll try my best to save Kane. By the way, how should I go to him?"
"Open the door of the balcony, you can get him in his residence." The female answered, "It's at your right side."
The door of the balcony was already opened. He went outside. Then turning right, he opened another glass door and entered into the house.
It was a nice and large one. But there was nobody. Ray went to the washroom, then the bedroom. But he couldn't find anybody or anything.
"Nothing here." He spoke over the microphone.
"Check upstairs."
Turning right, he saw that there was a staircase. Rushing towards it, he spoke, "I'm going upstairs."
"Alright."
He stepped forward for three steps but stopped as he heard someone talking. Standing there, he began listening them.
'There might be at least 3-5 people there.' He wondered, 'What are they doing there? I hope I am not too late.'
Dragging his gun, he climbed for three more steps so that he could see everything properly. Setting his eyes behind the railing, he finally saw them.
"At last!" One of them punched in the air, "At last we've been successful!"
"God, I was so scared." A younger one exclaimed, "Did you guys notice? How powerful the demon was!"
"Lucifer, leave it." The third appeared, patting on his back, "I know you're hurt, but don't worry. It will be fine."
"We've to accept that he was strong." The first one stated, "But everyone should confess that teamwork is better than strength."
"That's right!"
Ray was hearing everything silently. His blood began to boil. Being cool, he loaded his pistol. One of his hands already went inside his pocket. He targeted at the main light and another of his hands pulled out a piece of grenade. As he pulled the trigger, he unpinned it, pressing the liver tightly. Then placing it on the staircase, he got downstairs. Going beneath the table, he hid himself behind the tablecloths. Applying the earplugs in his ears, he started counting.
"10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1..0..!"
"Bang!"
Removing the earplugs, he looked outside removing the cloth. Seeing nobody, he relieved. Crawling, he came out of his hiding zone. Going to the operation zone, he couldn't see anything as there was a lot of smoke. Waving his hands, he managed to get it out. Then looking down, he smirked at the corpses.
Heading to upstairs, he saw that the door of one room was opened. Being curious, he went into it. His eyes got amplified as if he had already received a thunder shock.
A guy, about 24-25 years old was lying down on the floor. His body was placed on a piece of polythene. The colorless polythene was turning red with his crimson blood bit by bit. His blue hair was messily covering his forehead. Sweat covered his whole body. He was breathing heavily. His eyes were half-lidded.
"Oh no!" The agent gasped, hitting his face with his right palm. Rushing to him, he placed two fingers on the left wrist of the guy. A pulse was barely registering.
"Hey, you alright?" He gently shook the shoulders of the almost-unconscious guy. The blue-haired guy slowly opened his eyes. He was feeling his eyes so heavy…in this, he saw the face of someone familiar.
"Ray Kon?" He uttered somehow.
"Yes, talk with me." The black-haired one tried desperately to keep him awake, "If I'm not wrong, then you're Kane Yamashita, aren't you?"
Somehow, the guy named Kane Yamashita nodded in agreement.
"You'll be okay, don't worry." Ray tried to assure him while messaging his palms to keep him warm, "Where did they shoot or stab you?"
"Here…" Kane pointed at the left side of his chest, "With a desert eagle…"
"Shit!"
The neko-jin quivered and cursed in his thoughts as he squeezed his shoulders firmly. Trying to get him up, he spoke, "Nothing will happen to you. Have faith."
"I can't move…." He whispered, "I don't have enough moments with me."
"What are you speaking?" Ray almost exclaimed, "You'll be fine in no moment."
"No…I can't…Ray, please inform Salima so that she can take revenge…take care of her…" Failing to finish his words, he gradually closed his eyelids as the Azrael sang his usual lullaby in his ears.
"Kane! Wake up! Listen to me!"
The neko-jin again shook him desperately. While touching his body, he got shocked. His body was unexpectedly cold…maybe more than a piece of ice cube…
"Shit!" He facepalmed, then buried his face in his palms in frustration. Biting his inner lips, he tried his best not to get his eyes filled with tears. Pressing on the microphone, he whispered, "Salima?"
"Ray? What happened?" A worried girly voice could be heard by him.
"I'm extremely sorry, but…" He couldn't finish his words. Tears wanted to come out from his eyes.
"But what? Ray, please tell me." The voice insisted as worries were increasing in her tone, "I'm getting really scared."
"I couldn't save Kane."
The neko-jin retorted as he heard someone bursting into tears at the other side.
"Sal…" He spoke, with a soft voice, "Don't cry. I promise I'll try my best to revenge."
"Ray please….return soon…" She said, wiping her tears, still sobbing.
"Return? So soon? But why?" His voice hyped up, "Salima, listen to me. I'm not going to anywhere before finishing Mr. BB."
"He's dangerous." The girl stated, "Can't you remember once upon a time what he did to us?"
The guy shuddered. Really, she was right.
Flashback:
The hallroom was almost full with students and teachers. The vice chancellor of the university, the chairperson of the department of Criminology, the professors and lecturers of the boards were on the stage. They were sitting on revolving chairs which were behind a table.
"Ladies and gentlemen, today we haven't gathered here for playing with flower petals." A chocolate-haired student announced, over the microphone, "Today we've gathered here for removing all the thorns from our way to victory. If you all have forgotten, then let me remind you. Two months ago, the terrorist gang named "Wahser-guys" started their journey of devastation. In these two months, they have already murdered 50 people, including children and ladies. 30 have been vanished. Out of these 30, 25 are young men. They are students of universities and colleges. Hope you all are understanding the current circumstances of our country."
Everyone remained silent. Someone began to weep silently. Others tried to comfort them; holding their hands, squeezing shoulders and embracing them.
"We can't let this rate increase anymore." The brunette said, "That's why we've arranged this seminar. At first, I wanna request Kai Hiwatari, a friend of us to show his presentation on this topic. Let's have a big hand for him!"
Everyone at the auditorium burst out clapping as a two-tone haired Russian headed to the stage. Selecting the presentation file and instructing the brunette about what she had to do, he took the microphone.
"Ladies and gentlemen, my dear friends and respectable teachers, thanks a lot for allowing me to give an opportunity so that I can display my presentation in front of you all." He greeted, "As you all know that it's been created on the most burning question at this moment in our country…."
His words couldn't be finished as the glass of the windows got suddenly shattered into thousands of pieces. The Russian felt a sharp pain in his arm as he looked at it. He gasped when he discovered that crimson liquid was slowly trickling down from it.
"Ah!" He groaned. Grasping his arm firmly, he collapsed on the floor.
"Kai!" The introducer gasped as she rushed to him. Taking his head on her lap, she gently shook him to wake him up. But he was already unconscious.
Quickly she reposed him on the floor gently. Then grabbing the microphone, she announced, "Everybody, don't be scared. Just keep calm. You can leave the hall room by the backward doors. Don't mess up, be disciplined. Max, Mariam, get the first aid box. Tyson, call the medics! Ray, try to contact with police."
The raven-haired guy quickly grabbed his cellphone. Typing the number of local police station, he waited. The phone was ringing but nobody was there to answer it. Sighing, he headed to Kai; for placing him on the stretcher. He looked back at the stage. Kai's cellphone was there; on the floor. He picked it up. It showed a notification of a new message. He checked it, in spite of thinking whether it would be right or not. It was a voice clip.
The message contained a few words:
"Dear students of department of criminology,
Hope you've already got to taste our invasion. Haha, don't worry, this was just a rehearsal. So just think if this is our rehearsal, then how will be our final performance?
Sincerely,
Mr. Boris Balkov."
"Oh no!" It was all that he could scream at that time.
Flash forward:
He clenched his fists. Although God hadn't been so ruthless to them at that moment, Kai had survived easily. Polices and other forces had also tried their best, but they couldn't have caught that secret aggressor.
"Ray, are you listening to me?" The girly voice queried, with a bit of louder voice.
"Yes, I'm." The neko-jin responded, "But I am a person of my words. I am not leaving this place without finishing the backstabbing bastard. How dangerous can he be? As we could avoid his attacks in our university life, then we'll be able to dodge them now also. Don't worry, Salima, soon I'll be coming to you finishing him."
'God, why are the boys so stubborn?' The spiky-haired girl sighed.
"Alright, do whatever you want." She warned, "But please, don't do anything dangerous or stupid."
"You can trust me, I won't do anything stupid." He chuckled.
Going to the elevators, he discovered that he missed them.
"Salima, I missed the elevator." He blurted.
"You can go to Kane's place." The dispatcher instructed, "Then going downstairs, you'll find a balcony. You can jump on the shade of 2nd floor in Block-c."
"Alright." He went there. Standing on the sunshade, he targeted the shade. Loading his pump-action shotgun, he pointed it at two cleaners and pulled the trigger. After making them dead, he jumped. Landing safely on it, he got down from it and opened the next door.
"What next, Salima?"
"Shit!" The girl cursed, "They're in the lobby!"
"Wow, nice timing!"
The raven-haired guy grinned. There were some agents of inner circles, lying dead on the floor. He heaved a sigh.
'May God let your souls rest in peace…' He prayed silently. Taking an M4 carbine rifle from the ground, he opened the door and hid himself by the side of a wall, behind some large cartons.
The elevator dinged open as five or six gunmen came out. Stepping into the lobby, their leader spoke:
"Find him, take care of him."
Ray's blood got frozen as he heard the voice. Before two or three years, he had heard the same voice in the seminar.
Boris Balkov.
Clutching his weapon tightly, he targeted it at the lights. As he fired, they got turned off. The lobbies got darkened.
"What happened?" One of them asked, in confusion.
"Be careful everyone, the cop may be here." Their boss cautioned, "Don't underestimate him."
Ray chuckled quietly. Finally they started being afraid of him.
Putting the night vision on his eyes, he began to see everything clearly. Then, dragging out some handmade explosives, he threw it towards them.
"What's happening here?" Someone's voice trembled.
"Maybe…..peace less souls…ghosts…" Another of them shivered.
"Donkeys!" The third exclaimed. He was about to add something but couldn't as the explosives exploded, making great noises. A couple of bodies blew up. Hitting the roof, they landed on the ground; colliding with each other.
Quietly, the guy smirked in amusement. He wanted to burst out laughing. He began to giggle.
'Yes! I've been successful to finish the backstabbing bastard.' He cheered inside of his mind, 'Now Salima's late co-workers can rest in peace. I've to go now and meet her. The poor girl must be tensed already.'
He stepped towards the elevator but he couldn't step more than two. He felt someone wrapping an arm around his throat which was chocking his breaths. He tried to get himself freed but his movement stopped when he felt his secret invader pointing a gun at the side of his forehead.
"Don't move." Someone hissed and he gasped, "If you try to move, you will be finished."
"What do you want?" He screamed in an unknown fear.
"Nothing but your life." The aggressor spoke in such a tone which made his blood freeze again. He quivered a bit.
"Oh my God!" The leader of the gang exclaimed in rejoice, "Ladies and gentlemen, today I'm going to show you something interesting. Look, Ray Kon…is shivering! The most fearless agent of NPC is shivering! The tiger has been turned into a kitten. So dear kitten, are you ready to say goodbye to dear earth?"
Those words were enough to get his frozen blood boiled. With indirect eyes, he looked at him. A smirk started to rise in his lips.
"Only in your dreams, bastard!"
He delivered his words as he shoved his mouth with his elbow. That was so strong and it made the leader get knocked down towards the ground. His gun dropped from his hand, almost blowing and went far from his limits.
The boy turned back. Tramping his chest with his booted right foot, he pointed his M4 carbine rifle at him. There was a smile of victory on his face.
"You're finished, Balkov!"
"I am, but you aren't also immortal, Ray Kon." He spoke, "My co-leader is ready. And soon, she'll eat you like a hungry tigress."
Ray didn't pay any heed to him as he pulled the trigger. Ending his life, the neko-jin spoke over his microphone, "Salima, good news! He's been finished just now!"
"Ray…I am sorry…" The voice sobbed.
"Salima?" He spoke in confusion.
"I can't communicate with you anymore." She spoke as the connection got disconnected.
"Salima? Salima!"
Ray yelled but there was no response in return. He clasped his fists as the tension began to rise in his heart. frowning his eyebrows.
'Maybe she's in any danger…I have to help her…' He assumed as he entered into the elevator. He pressed the buttons as it began to go downstairs.
He was at a loss. He didn't knew what to do.
'How can she be in risk? I haven't heard anything suspicious. Then why?'
Perhaps fortune planned something else for them. And if he had known about it, he wouldn't have liked it at all.
Going downstairs, the doors got opened and he came out. He found his co-workers at the lobby. The brunette was standing there while the navy-haired and the blonde was holding the wrists of his partner. The scarlet-haired girl was trying restlessly to get herself freed but all of her attempts were going in vain.
"Hilary, Max, Tyson…what are you doing here?" He asked. He was confused.
The brunette turned to him. Seeing him, she breathed once. Then she began, "Ray, you alright?"
"Yes, I am." He replied, "But…what are you doing with Salima?"
"We'll tell you everything." Hilary assured, "But firstly tell me, how do you know her? From where and when?"
"Hilary, I've told you before." Ray replied, "Still I'm telling you, she's my university classmate. When I got myself admitted into university, I first saw her. Then…"
"Then eventually you both fell in each other's love, didn't you?" She asked.
"Yes, we did."
"Now tell me…where is she working?" The deputy chief again inquired, "I mean…where her workplace is."
"She works in inner circle detective organization." The neko-jin answered with self-confidence, "You know about it. Tala, Julia, Bryan, Spencer, Ian and others organize this. The organization is famous."
"Of course she works there." Hilary told, "But do you know that she's a double agent?"
"Double agent? What do you mean by double agent?" Ray almost snarled, "Hilary, Salima is really a trustworthy girl. She'll never do such things."
"We aren't saying these things without proper evidences, Ray." She told. Her eyes were looking hurt. She picked out her cellphone and showed him a screenshot.
"Look, it's a list of most wanted criminals." The coco-haired young lady stated, "And here's her name; along with her photos."
"I don't believe this." Ray protested, "It must be someone's prank."
"We also didn't believe this." An orange-haired girl spoke, "But then we seized her cellphone." As she took out a mobile phone.
Ray stared at it. Really, it belonged to her.
"Her facebook account." The spectacled lady stated, "And just check her messages at once."
His eyes got widened in shock when he saw some of them.
"People, ready?"
"We're, Ma'am."
"Okay, then be ready. Kill my useless co-workers if it's needed. I'll take your bull's eye there. Then you can kill him easily."
"Sure."
"Be careful, I don't want any mistake at this time. Please end this. I've been exhausted to act to love Ray Kon."
"You don't need to do it anymore, Ma'am."
"Hope so. If you are successful to finish them, I'll spend some nights with you. Hehehe…"
There were also many words after it but the neko-jin couldn't read anymore.
"I don't believe this one also." Ray declared, "I trust her a lot. Something bad happened with her."
"Okay, then it's time to show you the final evidence." The blonde-haired American handed him a piece of paper, "Ray, you know her very well. Only you can recognize her handwriting. Tell us if she's innocent or not. We've found it from her pocket."
Ray took the paper piece. It was a letter:
"We don't need to keep him alive anymore. I'm tired. When I'll finish him, the "Washer-guys" will be the most dangerous terrorist gang in Japan. Oh God, I can't wait for watching the scene when everyone will burst into tears in front of his coffin. Soldiers, be ready! Let's chop him into pieces."
His eyes were looking shocked. The same italic styles, big circular dots and punctuation marks…
'It can't…it can't be true…' His legs couldn't support him as he knelt down on the floor.
"Ray!" Everyone rushed towards him. The raven-haired agent buried his face into his palms in agony.
"Ray, are you alright?"
"Speak to us!"
"Control yourself!"
"Ray…"
The scarlet-haired girl sobbed and tried to head to him but the brunette didn't let her do that.
"Where are you going, huh?" She caught her wrist, "You don't need to comfort him anymore. You've done already what you had to do with him."
"Ray, please don't believe them." She yelled, "I'm speaking the truth. Believe me, I'm not any terrorist. Please Ray, trust me…"
Her voice was being faded as she was being dragged by Hilary and Emily. The blonde squeezed the shoulders of his comrade, saying, "Let it be, Ray. She doesn't deserve you. Let's go."
The guy stood up. His eyes were blank, lifeless. His face was expressionless. Tears were slowly rolling down from his eyes and making his cheeks soak.
'Why did you do this to me, Salima?' He thought, 'It would be better if you killed me instead of this…'
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