The room's grey wall made the atmosphere depressing with old yet confident hands resting on a long wooden table. Many aged, well dressed men sitting on the chairs. There land bouncing beneath the table in stress.
In front there rests a projector on the table, projecting the US military entering some old house in the projector screen in front . Cia logo pretentious upward the projector screen.
They were inside one of the Pentagon offices.
A another old man with barely any hair explains:
"Right now we have captured Somalia but capturing others will be more difficult as they must guard up after our invasion. "
He paused.
"And we still didn't know if Al Qaeda really did the attack or not".
Everyone in the table whispers to each other. Suddenly, one of the young, eye-catching white men stands. His glare hidden in the black glasses, his hair spiked like a cactus needle. The suit he wore was more tidy and black than anyone.
He cleared his throat and continue:
"There's something I want to talk about."
All of them stared at the man with doubt and surprise. One of them, sitting in the start with a long beard, clasped his hand, said " Given" in a deep tone.
The man got to the projector screen, connected the phone to the projector and again cleared his throat.
The screen lights up, showing the photo of Noah.
"Noah Williams "
"One of the most wanted criminals which is right now missing. He might give a hint about the recent attack."
A mocking grin forms on every man sitting there but the long beard man stays silent.
"How?" He raised an eyebrow.
The man grinned.
"When Noah was still in a mental asylum. Vyuk Sharma, the police captain of Manhattan, talks to Noah and the words he spoke stunned me and will also stunned you ".
The projector turns on, showing the same moment where Vyuk meets Noah. Nothing changed, Vyuk tried to calm Noah and try to get information about the attack and soon after Noah crashed out.
"I don't give a fuck! Get out of my cabin! I don't know anything about that attack! If I say anything, they'll kill you and Emma! They're everywhere—I can't risk it!"
Same line, nothing changed.
Everyone in the hall looked at each other astonished. The man in the start didn't say, however curiosity flickered in the man's eyes.
"Now," a superior grin forms on spiky haired man face
"We also know that the current leader of Al Qaeda is possibly dead and guess who is the new leader? "
He paused.
"Saif al-Rahaman. He might be one of the high ranking members of the organization but he cannot be the leader. Also almost all the high ranking members of the organization are dead. We can assume that Saif killed them for rank. "
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief, Spiky hair didn't notice that and continued.
"We know that the killers that Noah killed. No one came to claim the body and his friend Vyuk also tried to contact the commissioner but as she was outside so he failed. "
"What are you trying to say? " The serious man raised an eyebrow, his hands still clasped together.
"Well" Spiky hair answered
"I think that we should find Noah as fast as possible. It might be possible that both cases are connected. "
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After the meeting, the room became dead silent but the hallway was still noisy, people walking, chattering. Heavy footsteps echoed in the room.
Outside the Pentagon, the spiky haired man walked silently in a dark isolated lane . Soon he reached a dark corner, the light nowhere to be seen, the only light came was sunlight which barely reached the floor.
His hands clenched a walkie talkie, he put the satellite rod outside.
"Everything ok" A similar voice came, Wolf superior said silently.
"Yes, they will be. "
He paused.
"Why does Lord Yin want the CIA to find Noah." Spiky haired man questions.
"I don't know" Wolf superior tone matches Spiky haired confusion one.
Wolf superior still continues.
"He told me to just give you command. "
"I still —" Before the spiky haired man could say.
"I have work to do"
By saying that the call ends hanging the spiky haired man scepticism.
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Noah's eyes felt heavy, light striking his eyes making it barely open. He tried to move his hand, trying to find something however finds nothing. His body pressed against the hard and messy surface.
"Wake up, We have to find that person. "
The familiar gentle voice made his mind, not fully yet relaxed.
"Alice.. Where are we? "
Noah's eyes finally saw the sun scorching upwards, the surroundings were mostly empty, the tight small dull apartment made the lane, making it terrified for claustrophobic people.
He saw Alice standing, folding her hands, sunlight passing her eyes, making it more gleaming .She patiently waits for Noah to stand up.
Noah barely stands up, his leg shakes and can be off balanced at any time.
"Where are we? " Noah asked, scratching his head.
"Of course in Washington, do you forget?!" Alice said, anyone can say she is irritated.
"What are we gonna do? "
Alice raised an eyebrow.
"Do you really forget what instructions were given to us? "
"Yeah"
Alice sighs.
"There is a room book for us, we have to get there and wait for the one we are waiting for. "
Noah heavily exhales.
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Vyuk sits quietly on the train, wearing a blue jacket, a plain white t- shirt and blue jeans, other than his regular police uniform. He saw the beautiful landscape outside but his looks are stressed, clearly thinking of something else.
The mysterious figure sits beside him, surfing the internet from Vyuk's phone. He wore his regular hoodie and a Jean, his half face still hidden because of the hoodie cap
There was a calm silence.
"10/12/25" Mystery figure broke it.
Vyuk gave him a look and said,
"We have two goals, save Noah and prevent whatever is happening in Washington. "
"Agreed " Mystery figure nod.