Chapter 426: Going Down
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"What brings you here, Das, son of Derek?" Das jumped back after hearing that voice.
He glanced around, trying to find the source of the voice, but he couldn't see anyone. Even the chair was empty.
"I am behind you," the voice said.
Das turned around but saw no one.
"I mean, left"
Das turned left, but there was no one.
"Oh! My bad, my left, your right."
Das turned right and saw a man standing at the door.
'Impossible! I am sure I glanced there some seconds ago. I didn't hear any footsteps either.'
Das frowned his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you?"
"Why so angry? I am just asking you a question." the man said. He was wearing a half-face mask.
"I also asked you a question. Who are you?"
"I asked first, so you should answer first, right?"
Das glared at the man. 'I don't have time to fool around. Who is this guy? I can't see his face. But he is not in the spy list.'
"I am here to get my dad's phone."
"Oh"! The man reached his hands to his pocket and took out a phone. "Do you mean this?"
"Yeah."
The man looked at the phone, then tossed it towards Das and said, "Your father is careless as always. He shouldn't leave his phone like that."
Das' glare sharpened as he put the phone in his pocket. "Now your turn."
"Hmm?"
"I asked you a question before; Who are you?"
"Who am I?" He spread his hands and said, "I am… me."
"Stop fooling around, and answer me; who are you?"
The man looked at Das' face then at his fists. "Hmm. You only look like Derek, but your anger and personality match someone else."
The man then sighed and said, "I am just one of the hundred chiefs; I am the chief of this floor."
Das' glare got softer. "Then say it from the start."
"What were you thinking? I am some kind of spy or something?"
"..."
'This guy is giving me creeps. I will just leave from here.' Das walked and passed the guy. He opened the door and then another one, then another.
"Hey! Son of Derek!" The man yelled.
Das reluctantly looked back.
"Thank you for taking care of them for me," said the man.
"..." That left Das speechless.
'Does he know about the spies? If yes, then he could also be one--"
"Let me rephrase!" The man cleared his throat and said, "Thank you for taking care of Derek's worries for me."
"..."
'What the hell? So I was just overthinking things?' Das turned around and walked out.
The man sighed and closed the door of Derek's office.
He then walked forward with a smirk on his face. "This would be my second time meeting you, Das… Edens, son of Angela Edens."
~~~~~
Das was hurrying over to the elevator because he knew he didn't have much time.
It was about the time the cops would show up, and Das still had 2 more spies to kill.
'Dammit! That guy wasted my time,' Das cursed the man as he got into the elevator.
By the time he reached the ground floor, the cops were already there. The cops were trying to get some information before going up.
Das stopped and looked at them. 'I can use them.'
He then walked to one of the officers and said, "Excuse me."
"Excuse me," Das called out again. But got ignored.
Das sighed and walked to the other officer. "Excuse me?"
The officer reacted and looked at Das. "Yes? How may I help you?"
"Uh...I saw blood coming out of the elevator on the eleventh floor.
The officer's eyes widened, and said, "Can you tell that in detail, please?"
"Sure."
The officer took out a tablet and a pen, "Please speak."
"I was trying to use the elevator, but all were busy, and one was stuck on the eleventh floor. So I took the stairs and walked to the eleventh floor to take that elevator, but when I reached there, blood was coming out from it."
"I see." The officer glanced at Das. "Can you tell me your name?"
"Sure."
'Anytime now.'
"My name is--" As planned by Das, an officer interrupted him.
"Sir!"
"All the cops turned at the officer."
"What's wrong?"
"There is something wrong with the footage."
"What do you mean?"
"All the footage of the floor one to eleven are deleted."
"What about the floor… I mean, the room that body fell off?"
"That's the eightieth floor."
"Footages deleted there as well?"
"Aye"
The officer sighed and looked at Das. "You stay here." He then walked to the officer Das had first tried to talk to. "Let's call for backup and file this case to our top priority."
The officer nodded. "I will look for some eye suspects."
'I will take them thirsty minutes in the least just to investigate all the floors with all of their men. I need to kill two more before this becomes a big issue.'
Das slowly slid out of there. As he was leaving, the security guard who had first tried to stop Das from entering. The guard then tried to yell. Das placed his index finger on his lips, "Shhh."
Das quietly inserted something in the back-pocket of the guard and left from there.
The guard moved his hand over his pocket but didn't dare to check what it was.
Das walked past the main gate as he checked his phone. "I feel tired."
There were drones flying around all over the area. Das smirked and said, "Now I know how am I going to kill my next target."
He stretched his hands and yawned. 'What do I do with the last one?'
Das walked to the parking area. There were many parking areas, one at each side and one underground parking lot.
Das stopped and hid behind the pillar as he carefully looked at two men running into the parking area.
"Tch!" Das clicked his tongue as he said, "Two at once."
Das could easily take care of two people at once, but right now, his priority was not to get caught. He had to make all these murders look like as an accident.
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"What brings you here, Das, son of Derek?" Das jumped back after hearing that voice.
He glanced around, trying to find the source of the voice, but he couldn't see anyone. Even the chair was empty.
"I am behind you," the voice said.
Das turned around but saw no one.
"I mean, left"
Das turned left, but there was no one.
"Oh! My bad, my left, your right."
Das turned right and saw a man standing at the door.
'Impossible! I am sure I glanced there some seconds ago. I didn't hear any footsteps either.'
Das frowned his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you?"
"Why so angry? I am just asking you a question." the man said. He was wearing a half-face mask.
"I also asked you a question. Who are you?"
"I asked first, so you should answer first, right?"
Das glared at the man. 'I don't have time to fool around. Who is this guy? I can't see his face. But he is not in the spy list.'
"I am here to get my dad's phone."
"Oh"! The man reached his hands to his pocket and took out a phone. "Do you mean this?"
"Yeah."
The man looked at the phone, then tossed it towards Das and said, "Your father is careless as always. He shouldn't leave his phone like that."
Das' glare sharpened as he put the phone in his pocket. "Now your turn."
"Hmm?"
"I asked you a question before; Who are you?"
"Who am I?" He spread his hands and said, "I am… me."
"Stop fooling around, and answer me; who are you?"
The man looked at Das' face then at his fists. "Hmm. You only look like Derek, but your anger and personality match someone else."
The man then sighed and said, "I am just one of the hundred chiefs; I am the chief of this floor."
Das' glare got softer. "Then say it from the start."
"What were you thinking? I am some kind of spy or something?"
"..."
'This guy is giving me creeps. I will just leave from here.' Das walked and passed the guy. He opened the door and then another one, then another.
"Hey! Son of Derek!" The man yelled.
Das reluctantly looked back.
"Thank you for taking care of them for me," said the man.
"..." That left Das speechless.
'Does he know about the spies? If yes, then he could also be one--"
"Let me rephrase!" The man cleared his throat and said, "Thank you for taking care of Derek's worries for me."
"..."
'What the hell? So I was just overthinking things?' Das turned around and walked out.
The man sighed and closed the door of Derek's office.
He then walked forward with a smirk on his face. "This would be my second time meeting you, Das… Edens, son of Angela Edens."
~~~~~
Das was hurrying over to the elevator because he knew he didn't have much time.
It was about the time the cops would show up, and Das still had 2 more spies to kill.
'Dammit! That guy wasted my time,' Das cursed the man as he got into the elevator.
By the time he reached the ground floor, the cops were already there. The cops were trying to get some information before going up.
Das stopped and looked at them. 'I can use them.'
He then walked to one of the officers and said, "Excuse me."
"Excuse me," Das called out again. But got ignored.
Das sighed and walked to the other officer. "Excuse me?"
The officer reacted and looked at Das. "Yes? How may I help you?"
"Uh...I saw blood coming out of the elevator on the eleventh floor.
The officer's eyes widened, and said, "Can you tell that in detail, please?"
"Sure."
The officer took out a tablet and a pen, "Please speak."
"I was trying to use the elevator, but all were busy, and one was stuck on the eleventh floor. So I took the stairs and walked to the eleventh floor to take that elevator, but when I reached there, blood was coming out from it."
"I see." The officer glanced at Das. "Can you tell me your name?"
"Sure."
'Anytime now.'
"My name is--" As planned by Das, an officer interrupted him.
"Sir!"
"All the cops turned at the officer."
"What's wrong?"
"There is something wrong with the footage."
"What do you mean?"
"All the footage of the floor one to eleven are deleted."
"What about the floor… I mean, the room that body fell off?"
"That's the eightieth floor."
"Footages deleted there as well?"
"Aye"
The officer sighed and looked at Das. "You stay here." He then walked to the officer Das had first tried to talk to. "Let's call for backup and file this case to our top priority."
The officer nodded. "I will look for some eye suspects."
'I will take them thirsty minutes in the least just to investigate all the floors with all of their men. I need to kill two more before this becomes a big issue.'
Das slowly slid out of there. As he was leaving, the security guard who had first tried to stop Das from entering. The guard then tried to yell. Das placed his index finger on his lips, "Shhh."
Das quietly inserted something in the back-pocket of the guard and left from there.
The guard moved his hand over his pocket but didn't dare to check what it was.
Das walked past the main gate as he checked his phone. "I feel tired."
There were drones flying around all over the area. Das smirked and said, "Now I know how am I going to kill my next target."
He stretched his hands and yawned. 'What do I do with the last one?'
Das walked to the parking area. There were many parking areas, one at each side and one underground parking lot.
Das stopped and hid behind the pillar as he carefully looked at two men running into the parking area.
"Tch!" Das clicked his tongue as he said, "Two at once."
Das could easily take care of two people at once, but right now, his priority was not to get caught. He had to make all these murders look like as an accident.
"What brings you here, Das, son of Derek?" Das jumped back after hearing that voice. He glanced around, trying to find the source of the voice, but he couldn't see anyone. Even the chair was empty. "I am behind you," the voice said. Das turned around but saw no one. "I mean, left" Das turned left, but there was no one. "Oh! My bad, my left, your right." Das turned right and saw a man standing at the door. 'Impossible! I am sure I glanced there some seconds ago. I didn't hear any footsteps either.' Das frowned his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you?" "Why so angry? I am just asking you a question." the man said. He was wearing a half-face mask. "I also asked you a question. Who are you?" "I asked first, so you should answer first, right?" Das glared at the man. 'I don't have time to fool around. Who is this guy? I can't see his face. But he is not in the spy list.' "I am here to get my dad's phone." "Oh"! The man reached his hands to his pocket and took out a phone. "Do you mean this?" "Yeah." The man looked at the phone, then tossed it towards Das and said, "Your father is careless as always. He shouldn't leave his phone like that." Das' glare sharpened as he put the phone in his pocket. "Now your turn." "Hmm?" "I asked you a question before; Who are you?" "Who am I?" He spread his hands and said, "I am me." "Stop fooling around, and answer me; who are you?" The man looked at Das' face then at his fists. "Hmm. You only look like Derek, but your anger and personality match someone else." The man then sighed and said, "I am just one of the hundred chiefs; I am the chief of this floor." Das' glare got softer. "Then say it from the start." "What were you thinking? I am some kind of spy or something?" "..." 'This guy is giving me creeps. I will just leave from here.' Das walked and passed the guy. He opened the door and then another one, then another. "Hey! Son of Derek!" The man yelled. Das reluctantly looked back. "Thank you for taking care of them for me," said the man. "..." That left Das speechless. 'Does he know about the spies? If yes, then he could also be one--" "Let me rephrase!" The man cleared his throat and said, "Thank you for taking care of Derek's worries for me." "..." 'What the hell? So I was just overthinking things?' Das turned around and walked out. The man sighed and closed the door of Derek's office. He then walked forward with a smirk on his face. "This would be my second time meeting you, Das Edens, son of Angela Edens." ~~~~~ Das was hurrying over to the elevator because he knew he didn't have much time. It was about the time the cops would show up, and Das still had 2 more spies to kill. 'Dammit! That guy wasted my time,' Das cursed the man as he got into the elevator. By the time he reached the ground floor, the cops were already there. The cops were trying to get some information before going up. Das stopped and looked at them. 'I can use them.' He then walked to one of the officers and said, "Excuse me." "Excuse me," Das called out again. But got ignored. Das sighed and walked to the other officer. "Excuse me?" The officer reacted and looked at Das. "Yes? How may I help you?" "Uh...I saw blood coming out of the elevator on the eleventh floor. The officer's eyes widened, and said, "Can you tell that in detail, please?" "Sure." The officer took out a tablet and a pen, "Please speak." "I was trying to use the elevator, but all were busy, and one was stuck on the eleventh floor. So I took the stairs and walked to the eleventh floor to take that elevator, but when I reached there, blood was coming out from it." "I see." The officer glanced at Das. "Can you tell me your name?" "Sure." 'Anytime now.' "My name is--" As planned by Das, an officer interrupted him. "Sir!" "All the cops turned at the officer." "What's wrong?" "There is something wrong with the footage." "What do you mean?" "All the footage of the floor one to eleven are deleted." "What about the floor I mean, the room that body fell off?" "That's the eightieth floor." "Footages deleted there as well?" "Aye" The officer sighed and looked at Das. "You stay here." He then walked to the officer Das had first tried to talk to. "Let's call for backup and file this case to our top priority." The officer nodded. "I will look for some eye suspects." 'I will take them thirsty minutes in the least just to investigate all the floors with all of their men. I need to kill two more before this becomes a big issue.' Das slowly slid out of there. As he was leaving, the security guard who had first tried to stop Das from entering. The guard then tried to yell. Das placed his index finger on his lips, "Shhh." Das quietly inserted something in the back-pocket of the guard and left from there. The guard moved his hand over his pocket but didn't dare to check what it was. Das walked past the main gate as he checked his phone. "I feel tired." There were drones flying around all over the area. Das smirked and said, "Now I know how am I going to kill my next target." He stretched his hands and yawned. 'What do I do with the last one?' Das walked to the parking area. There were many parking areas, one at each side and one underground parking lot. Das stopped and hid behind the pillar as he carefully looked at two men running into the parking area. "Tch!" Das clicked his tongue as he said, "Two at once." Das could easily take care of two people at once, but right now, his priority was not to get caught. He had to make all these murders look like as an accident.
