MIDNIGHT 2:14AM
October 2,2021
Naples (mexico)
Mexico a beautiful country, besides them, the dark side of mexico is more vulnerable, because mexico was also an renowned mafia's paradise
—————It was an beautiful night in the city naples, usually it must be crowded, It has not been as expected; it has been so empty.
The News headlines were flashing over building's Billboards
«" President of heavens & sins 'Kenzo mori' announced that his retirement will be established soon ,he also claimed his son Rikumori to be the next president of the heavens & sins"»
Along the streets with loosen street lights, a hooded boy crossed the road,
And directed towards the corporation building named " Heavens & Sins" which was calm and running in a night shift
The boy adjusted the microfiber cloth, the familiar smell of isopropyl alcohol stinging his nostrils. He was twenty-two, and his life consisted of climbing fire escapes and spending his days staring into the corrupted lenses of other people's secrets. He was appointed to service the surveillance system on the company,
He mumbled himself: why there is night shifts in social service companies
When he enters the entrance he saw a gaurd was napping in his chair without realising someone was entered, 'the boy felt that the gaurd must've been drunken', he headed towards the counter to ask help from the receptionist, when the boy approached the counter he noticed-she is women
Receptionist (tiredly without looking at him): " YES…how can I help you,sir?. " She replied without any professional manner
???: " hey mam..I'm here for the technical help for the surveillance issue, my appointment was fixed at midnight due to time managements…" as soon as he said this, she took a sudden look at him from her mobile leaning in the table she reacted like she was waiting for him years
Receptionist (with numb face):"emm...So are you darien, but I can't help with that, but wait I would call the gaurd near surveillance room, he would help to assist you here is the key.." her tone changed after she saw his face
Darien( with smile**): "thank's..mam"
When darien left her face was seen to be more tensed
Receptionist( thinking): " shit.. I'm done with this fucking night shift" she was irritated due to shift's
As insisted Darien approached and reached the lift ,he headed to the 2nd floor surveillance area, it was guarded by a security near the door, he noticed that security sleeping in the chair
darien approached him that he felt an unusual smell of alcohol " what an punk! "he thought, soon he wake the security ,he helped him with the main surveillance room keys and insisted towards surveillance monitor,as security left the surveillance room leaving the remains to darien
" wtf.. a security at night shift drunken.., no doubts of an intruder break in" he thought with an tense and continue to unpack his equipments to test the error
**Few weeks before**" the company was considered as a unsafe building due to poor security/protection leaving a theft in the floors of the H/S
*(referring heavens & sins)
"Status, darien?" a gruff voice crackled in his earpiece. It belonged to Mr. Jin, a greasy, paranoid man who ran the small, ostensibly legal repair company darien worked for.
"Just static, Jin. Looks like the optical fiber was spliced, luckily not just water-damaged. Simple, with some complicated errors," darien replied, his voice thin but steady. "You always say's this, but remember you'd get half of the payment , cutting the debt's even when you're going well"jin replied ,He hated the man he felt anger whenever he talk's,
though—he was a other than an employee, he had a friend named rico, he was like his spiritual brother, who lived with darien since childhood without family, so he can't do anything .
" Physically, he was lean pale, and nearly 171~172cms, borderline scrawny, his only strength residing in his quick hands and the six different programming languages swimming in his head, other then he have a tiny mole on the upper right side of the lip"
He finished the patch, reconnecting the optical line with meticulous precision. As the camera sputtered back to life, darien saw it: not the building camera's, but the interior of the very penthouse he was standing on, reflected briefly in the camera's swivel(turn around a point or axis).
A figure, enormous and perfectly cleaned(immaculately) dressed in a charcoal suit, stood with his back to the floor-to-ceiling windows. Beside him, a second figure—a younger man, one of Jin's couriers named Rico—was kneeling, his hands bound with a single, perfectly tied knot of silk rope. It's Rico-his eyes were wide and pleading, directed right at the man stood before him.
He took the stairs, he climbed two floors exhausted, he reached the penthouse, saw rico was unconscious near a sofa leaving bloodstrains
Darien (froze): "Th…..This wasn't a repair job; this was a trap."
"Perfect job, ZERO!!," a new voice—deep, resonant, and laced with chilling amusement—said, not through the earpiece, but from the open doorway behind him.
darien dropped his gaurd. He turned, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm against his ribs.
Standing in the doorway was the man he had seen reflected—Kenzo Mori, the undisputed leader of the SHIZUKU Group. He was the one of the buisness man and social helper of this city but runs many illegal activities underground you can never ever imagine, he looks like a man whose face graced the police department's most wanted files and the covers of high-society magazines in equal measure. Mori wasn't just big; he radiated a predatory stillness, the kind of stillness found in a tiger right before it kills.
Mori(with calm voice):"Mr. Jin hired you to fix my lens,"
stepping into the room. His shoes made no sound on the polished stone floor.
Mori(smiling evil):"But zero, you placed a small spy that punk rico, unauthorized digging me for past 1year. Did you think I wouldn't notice?"
Rico whimpered from the center of the room.
"S…so what you want mister,"darien stammered
his mind racing. He could run, but Mori's presence filled the exit. He could fight, but darien knew only three forms of martial arts: Ctrl+C, Ctrl+V, and Alt+F4.
Mori smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Oh, I know you didn't, Zero. Jin was greedy. But the sniffer led me to your digital ghost, and your digital ghost is far too clever to be a mere technician. You know how to bypass the city's firewalls, and you know how to do it silently."
He took one slow step closer. "You are more valuable. Rico is merely a worker."
Mori snapped his fingers. A hulking man in a simple black jacket—jade, the syndicate's Chief Enforcer—stepped out of the shadows. Jade didn't look at darien or Mori; his gaze was fixed solely on Rico.
Darien squeezed his eyes shut in fear, hearing the muffled thud and the sickening sound of strained silk, followed by a sudden, absolute silence.
When he opened his eyes, Rico was gone. Jade stood where he had been, wiping his hands clean with a white handkerchief.
Darien(broke with frustration):"what do you want you retrad!!!?"
Mori gestured toward the cityscape, glowing through the rain-streaked windows.
Kenzo:"This city is a network, Zero. I need someone to patch the weak spots, to route the traffic, and to delete the anomalies. I need your mind."
He finally looked at darien, his dark eyes piercing. "Your life is now mine. You can try to run, but every camera, every person, every smuggler in San Pietro is a witness and an executioner waiting to happen. The only way you survive is by being useful."
He tossed a encrypted data harddrive at darien's feet.
"Your first task is on that drive. You have 2hours to retrieve what you done back 2 years then. Fail, and jade will find you, and he is much less forgiving than I am."
Mori paused, a glint of genuine curiosity in his expression.
"Do you understand the new terms of your life, darien?"
His thoughts were on riot, fighting with each, if he takes the harddrive to retrieve it for him-then people would suffer, if he didn't pic the drive rico will suffer, he paused for a moment
At last he took the Hard drive