"Sorry..."
"This task is for you." The man in front of me, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, pulled a file bag toward me while smiling inexplicably. "Yes." I responded with a polite answer. Everyone called him Mr. K., and he was the leader of the Tianming group.
"This is a more difficult task. For the time being, I won't give you any further duties. Focus on finishing the current work. Of course, the client has provided a greater sum for this work than for the last one. Calmly, he said. As I extended my hand to grab the file bag, a hand quickly landed on it and held it tenderly, stopping me from removing the bag. Then he jokingly said, "Finish it well, I look forward to your performance." Like a snake preparing to pounce, I observed the man's unidentified smile and the way he expressed this statement. I smiled at him, took the file bag, carefully withdrew my hand, and walked out of the room. His smile remained until I closed the door and walked out of the room.
My code name is 52, and I don't have a real name. In addition to being the gold medal L in the Tianming organisation, I am also a killer. Since I can remember, I have resided in Tianming. My everyday life, childhood memories, and means of earning money have all been shaped by various trainings and tasks. I can earn money from the jobs I completed, assigned by Mr. K.
"L, you are back." There was a clear voice. When I turned to face the voice, a lovely face met my gaze. She is 49, the organisation's lone female hacker, and, like me, she grew up here. She looked at the computer and said, "Ms. R just came to you, and I told her that you went to Mr. K." "I know, thank you." Calmly, I answered.
I looked over my identity and mission details after opening the file bag. It had a picture of a boy who appeared to be around my age. As I kept reading through the papers in the file bag, I discovered that the goal was to assassinate Li Yanchun, the Li family's youngest son, by entering the family as their recently adopted daughter. He is a visual arts student who is quiet, aloof, and distant from others. Since his presence poses a threat or causes problems for the client, the goal of his assassination is to remove a time bomb that might explode at any moment.
"What task did Mr. K assign you this time? Holding such a large file bag." "Nothing, just a relatively large task," I responded and put the file away. "Oh, okay." She realised she couldn't ask too many questions regarding this project after hearing my response. I went to look for Miss R after we had a chat.
"At last, you're here." When she saw me, Miss R spoke peacefully. After walking over, I took a seat. She pulled out a tiny bag filled with vitamins and medications. "This is a more difficult mission. Just in case, I placed some medications in it that you could need." "You have to be careful in this mission," she added quietly before turning to face me and saying with earnestness. "You are valued by Mr. K, but ensuring your safety is another. Safety comes first. Even when you have the organisation's gold medal, you don't have to put yourself through so much pain. After this mission, think about planning a personal break. It's been a while since you took a vacation."
I started laughing when I saw her babbling to her infant in a motherly manner. The organisation's doctor, Miss R, is also referred to as "mother" by everyone. "Don't just laugh!" Her voice was low, but she sounded a little bit angry. "Well, I'll give it some thought." I smiled in response to her. I believe that I shall just smile at Miss R in the organisation.
"I'll go back first, there is still some luggage to pack." I then went back to the dorm and carried on packing my bags.
I was given a black box in Mr. K's office a few days before departure, which read, "You will wear this dress to Li's house on the day of the mission." With his fingers folded between his mouth and nose, he told me. When I opened the box, I saw a necklace with a butterfly pendant, a black slim dress, and black heels. I returned the box to the dorm after thanking Mr. K.
I tried the clothing on in the dorm soon after. It would not be a problem as it was too high, and the high heels were the perfect length and size. It seemed to me that Mr. K must have done the clothing preparation for this project himself. It appeared that there was no way to compare this mission to others. As I considered this, my curiosity about how this mission might unfold grew.
Then, the day of the mission arrived a few days later.