Chapter 2: Ambush at the Wang Fou Restaurant

Friday, 14th July 2000

News about the Red Dragon assassination travelled quickly - apparently the whole of Hong Kong knew about it within the next few days. While eating at a restaurant one evening, 47 overheard a discussion that the Chief of Police had told the media that the Police Department had started a full investigation on the murder and had already identified where the shot had been taken from.

This wasn't anything to worry about. 47 knew that it wouldn't have taken a genius to work out where he had taken the shot, but also knew that it would be the only piece of information they would gather on him.

The following Friday, 47 received another email from Diana. He had just returned from breakfast and was eager to continue with the assignment. He didn't mind admitting that he was excessively bored between missions and was intrigued to find what the next move would be.

Enclosed in this download you will find information about your mission:

Good Morning, Agent 47, and congratulations. The hit in Chiu Dai Park worked as planned!

The Blue Lotus Triad are worried that Lee Hong is blaming them for the killing of his negotiator, and subsequently the whole of Hong Kong is afraid that a gang war might occur. Let's not disappoint…

We have received information that the Blue Lotus Triad is sending their negotiator from the park to Lee Hong's restaurant to apologize and explain what happened. An assassination of the emissary will look like retaliation from Lee Hong.

Upon completion, your reward for this mission will be a sum of $12.000 – Sorry for the lower payment, but the murder of the Blue Lotus Triads isn't what our customer is paying for. Although this is the only way we can assassinate our real target.

Good luck, 47…

Diana Burnwood, Handler, The Agency

Mission Details

The Blue Lotus Emissary will be arriving in an armoured limousine to apologise and explain the events of Chiu Dai Park, accompanied by two bodyguards. The meeting will take place inside Lee Hong's restaurant, connected to his mansion. There is no way inside the mansion as Lee Hong's forces are far too powerful at this current time, so it appears that you will have to kill the negotiator as he leaves the meeting, which begins at 2pm.

Please note that another sniper murder will look too suspicious and professional for Lee Hong's gang, so I suggest that you place a remote triggered bomb inside the limousine during the meeting, which although potentially more dangerous, would look more like a retaliation from Lee Hong. The decision is up to you however, 47, so you can decide how to eliminate the negotiator.

Target Main Details

Name: Hing Tong

Occupation: Gang Negotiator

Place of Birth: China

Gender: Male

Height: 5' 8"

Age: 58 Years

Status: Priority, 1B - Kill Order Approved

Operative Assigned: Agent 47

Payment: $12.000

Agent 47 had a brief look at the map of the area, which he received from Diana at the end of the briefing. Lee Hong's restaurant and mansion were located in a remote town a few miles from the city. Privacy wasn't something that was Hong Kong was known for, given the fact of how many people lived there. But Lee Hong had done his best to keep what he didn't want publicly known under lock and key, and had used his power and money to buy as much privacy as he could. So having been told that he couldn't snipe the negotiator and that he had to make it look like a Red Dragon retaliation, 47 agreed with Diana that the best way to kill the emissary would be by using a car bomb. Although he always told himself that bombs were sloppy and inappropriate. In this case, considering that the location wasn't crowded with citizens, it was the right choice.

Agent 47 replied to Diana's email, telling her that he requested the car bomb. Diana informed him it would be delivered to a place of his choosing but the supplier would demand a price of $3000 dollars. To Diana's surprise, the assassin agreed. 47 didn't care about the price; he had spent barely any of his pay from the last mission and could afford it, and more importantly knew the bomb was the only way the mission could be completed.

Later that day, Agent 47 made the long drive to Lee Hong's restaurant. Traffic was everywhere, causing the assassin to stop every twenty seconds or so to let a man on a bike cross the road, or wait for a delivery van to pull out in front of him. But as the civilisation of the city disappeared, cars were replaced by trees and he found himself travelling mile after mile in quick succession. Finally, Lee Hong's mansion came into view and black tarred roads replaced the endless dirt track he'd been driving along for the past hour and a half. As he drove past the entrance to the restaurant he spotted several guards along the rooftops, as well as two bulky bouncer looking men standing by the door.

It wasn't doubted that Hong's restaurant was used for discussing, planning and probably harbouring illegal activities which took place all over Hong Kong and Macau - this attracted a large number of criminal Kingpin's, drug dealers and thieves from all across the world, all interested in working with or for Lee Hong. It was of no concern to 47 though, as his current target hadn't arrived yet.

After finding a place to park, perfect for making a quick getaway, the assassin exited the car and made his way down the lonely streets to begin his mission.

The bomb had been delivered in a medium-sized shoe box. Which, in 47's opinion, couldn't have been more suspicious, so he had carefully extracted and placed it inside a satchel he had bought for that exact purpose earlier that morning, which he wore around his neck. He also carried a briefcase containing all the equipment he would need to break into the limousine.

It took around ten minutes before his target arrived, and the two door supervisors were still on guard. They both wore an ebony coloured three button blazer over a black polo neck sweater, with charcoal coloured trousers, and judging from the bulge near their breast pockets, both men were armed. This led 47 to believe that the two men weren't role model citizens and circled the block so they wouldn't become suspicious and invite him inside for a "little chat" in the back room.

When the Blue Lotus' limousine finally arrived, the two bouncers escorted the negotiator and his two bodyguards inside the restaurant. All three men looked worried. And with good reason. Explaining how someone's head just exploded while you were sitting on a park bench with them was no easy matter. But explaining it to a man such as Lee Hong was twice as difficult. All the negotiator and two bodyguards were told was that if anything happened to them, the Blue Lotus would not take kindly. At the time it had felt like an important and honourable job. Now however – it felt like suicide.

After watching the trio of Blue Lotus members enter the restaurant, Agent 47 noticed that the limo was driven by a tall, smartly dressed chauffeur who had stepped out of his car and stricken up a conversation with one of the bouncers outside. The conversation lasted a while, and it soon sounded like whatever they were talking about had turned into an argument. As 47 watched the two men from across the street, he suddenly heard a few words which made his stomach lurch, these being "I will not move the car" in Chinese. One of the many languages he could unreasonably understand.

Suddenly the assassin was overcome with worry. If what he had heard was correct then he had a serious problem. He had expected the limousine to be driven around the back while the meeting inside commenced, so that he could break in without anyone noticing. However, this obviously wasn't going to be possible if the driver didn't move the car away from the eyes of the two bouncers, and anyone else who happened to be walking down the street. But as the operative stood on the side of the road, racking his brains for a plan B, the chauffeur locked the car doors and started heading towards him.

Chan Hsu had only recently become a limo driver. After six long years of driving a taxi, he was finally hired by a small chauffeur firm in Aberdeen. He had expected the job to be easy, well-paying and exiting. But when he was told that he would be driving known members of a homicidal Triad gang around, he began to wish he had never sent of the application to begin his undoubtedly dangerous job.

However, the unusually large amounts of money he received to 'forget' where he had driven his customers constantly reminded him that going back to his taxi career would be foolish. So Chan had recently been overlooking the negative side of his job and only focusing on the positive. But after almost twenty hours of non-stop driving, he was more than a little annoyed when he was denied entrance to the restrooms of the restaurant where he had dropped his latest client off. Angry at the two doormen who had laughed at him, the chauffeur refused to move his limo from the front of the building and left it parked in the street. The two doormen had shrugged this off and resumed their posts before the chauffeur had even reached the alleyway.

Chan made his way down the revoltingly smelling alley where he - after checking that no one was watching him - quickly unzipped his trousers and relieved himself. Unbeknownst to the fact that someone stood right behind him, Chan took a deep sigh before zipping up his trousers. He was half way through the rotating motion of turning around when a strand of wire was wrapped around his neck.

Agent 47 pulled the chauffeur to the ground, grasping the fibre wires handles and began counting in his head. He didn't know how or why, but he had always known the exact time to successfully strangle someone to death. He guessed that everyone shared the same knowledge.

After patiently waiting for the chauffeur to die, 47 quickly removed the fibre wire from his victim's neck and carefully rested the body on one of the dumpsters. He began undressing the corpse and carefully assembled the uniform on his body like the real chauffeur had done just moments before, placing his suit inside his briefcase. Most of the clothing he wore already was the same as the chauffeurs, so he only needed to change his jacket and tie, and borrow the man's cap to cover his bald head. He then rested the body on his shoulder and opened one of the dumpsters, releasing a foul smell. It was filled to the brim with black rubbish bags but the weight of Mr Hsu's motionless body weighted them down. He took a final glance at the corpse and noticed a pair of dark sunglasses in the man's pocket which he grabbed and placed across his eyes. He closed the lid with a bang and headed back down the alley, dusting himself off.

He never felt remorse.

The two bouncers stood at their posts, every few seconds slipping their hands into their pockets to check that the Beretta 92's were still there. Both men watched as the chauffeur crossed the road and unlocked the door to the limousine. They were surprised when the man got out of the car only three minutes later and crossed the street again, but soon forgot about it. Their jobs were to guard the door and clear people out if they gave any trouble - and that's what they did. Anything else didn't concern them.

Planting the bomb had been surprisingly straightforward. The assassin returned to the alleyway and changed back into his black suit as quickly as possible. He placed the chauffeur's clothes in the same dumpster with the body, and then exited the alley via the alternative end. If the bouncers saw someone other than the chauffeur exit the alleyway, it would attract too much attention. So he decided to walk around the block to avoid suspicion, grasping the detonator in his hand as he waited for the Blue Lotus' emissary to leave the restaurant.

The Blue Lotus emissary and his two bodyguards stepped out into the sunshine of Hong Kong. The meeting had gone to plan; Lee Hong was convinced that the Blue Lotus had nothing to do with his negotiators murder. So, being happy and proud with their work the three men were surprised and annoyed when they found that their chauffeur had not returned from his bathroom break. Eventually, after an impatient five minute wait, one of the emissary's bodyguard decided to drive using the keys that 47 had left in the ignition. Everything was ready now; all that had to be done was a quick tap of the detonator that 47 held in his black gloved hand.

The car pulled away from the restaurant and sped slowly down the road. The bodyguard was obviously not used to driving such a big car. It headed for the main road and just as it reached the junction, 47 pushed the button. The car exploded immediately. A wave of heat plummeted towards him and both bouncers fell to the floor as the ground shook. The assassin, who had braced himself for the blast, turned on his heels and calmly began walking down the road towards where he'd parked his car. As Red Dragon gang members ran out of the restaurant to see what had happened, Agent 47 got in his Subaru and made the long journey back to his apartment, noting that a small mushroom cloud had appeared from the wreckage, continuing up into the sky. There was no doubt that the media industry in Hong Kong would soon become aware of the happenings that day, and subsequently Lee Hong would lose his privacy.

After making a quick detour to pick up some food, 47 typed 'Mission Success' on the Agency's laptop. Diana congratulated him from possibly hundreds of miles away and told him that the money was being transferred. But before cutting the link, 47 told Diana that he requested the chauffeur's body to be retrieved from the dumpster down the alleyway near the restaurant. Diana told him it would be taken care of. The link was severed and 47 checked his account.

$9.000 richer. Agent 47 turned off his laptop and ate his dinner alone.