Remember Me, Baby.
Start Moving

In the dimness of the night that was only illuminated by the moonlight, a shadow figure in all-black clothes settled down in the deserted passageway. He walked away from the main streets and crowds.

The figure walked steadily, without hesitation turning to the right or left when it encountered a bend, as if he had already memorized the route completely out of his head.

Actually, it is not a coincidence that a sack of money scattered from the sky in front of his house makes people scramble to pick up the fractions of the yen, elbow and push each other, ignoring the situation around them. There's someone who's already arranged it to distract.

The black shadow slipped and hid behind the neatly lined wisteria trees. After being convinced that no one was following, he continued his steps towards a black van parked near the perdu grove. He quickly opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

“Captain Clark,” greet a sombre-haired young man sitting behind the wheel.

“Leon,” reply Clark while nodding briefly, “Quick path.”

“Good. Wear your seat belt, Captain.”

The young man turned the key and started the car. In a matter of seconds, the car sped through a deserted road towards the south of Tokyo. Clark took off his black jacket and threw the thing on the back bench.

Now all the tactical equipment attached to his body is clearly visible. There were two semi-automatic pistols in a vest that wrapped around his body. In addition, there are also C4 explosives that have been modified so that the size is only as big as marbles. A multifunctional dagger tucked in the chest. So did the other combat equipment that occupied the vest. All of them have their own functions that cannot be underestimated.

Clark took the vest off for a while and placed it on the lap carefully. It takes an hour to travel for an hour to get to the city he goes to, but still should not be off guard. He must remain alert. Therefore, he prefers land routes rather than air routes. It is more difficult to dodge if the enemy is attacking in the air. If passing through the land route, Garry has prepared some backup options if until his departure is known by the enemy before he reaches the destination.

Clark's hand pulled the phone out of his pants pocket, then activated the guard mode attached to the thing. That way, anyone who approaches and follows for more than 15 minutes will be detected and turn on the alarm on his or her phone.

“Did Garry already send you coordinates?” clark asked the young man who was focusing on driving beside him.

“Already, Captain. The car route has been automatically set to Kamakura City, as well as a backup route if there is a lane move,” replied Leon.

“Good.” Clark straightened his back and leaned back. “Although like to show off, the ability of the young man is indeed quite useful,”.

He sneered as he recalled Garry's idea of distracting himself by spreading money from the helicopter. It seems arrogant and childish, but it turns out that way is quite powerful. The people who are noisy and descending in front of his residence make the troops assigned to watch him a little distracted, as well as Jovanka who always lurks from the apartment in front of him. The woman must be cursing now and searching for her.

In addition, the death of Mr. Tanaka was quite influential on the supervision carried out on him. The people in the main headquarters were too shocked by the news of the man's death which was very sudden and in an unimaginable manner.

Luckily Kim sent out all the visuals online. The woman hacked into the entire internet network at the last second, recording Mr. Tanaka's terrified expression and all the swearing that came out of his mouth as the angel of death was about to pick him up. None of the bodies were recovered from the incident, including Mr Tanaka's. Everything was reduced to ashes.

“Huh, who told you to be the bad guy. Feel the consequences,” grumbled Clark slowly. The man nodded his temple slowly. He's really been sleep deprived these few days.

Regarding Kim blowing himself up and hacking into the internet system, the government quickly covered up the news and tried to figure out how it could have happened. A humanoid infiltrated into their organization without being caught at all, certainly smearing their faces. Security of the organization is questioned.

Based on footage broadcast by Kim, no one can tell what happened and there was a clash between the woman and Mr Tanaka. Many have speculated that Mr. Tanaka knew Kim's identity and wanted to blackmail him, some suspect that the man wanted to use Kim to do something evil but the woman refused. Whatever it was, all the secrets were already buried under the rubble that was flattened to the ground. There was not a single eyewitness left to tell how it really happened.

Clark's daydreams ran out when he felt his phone vibrate. There's a call from Andrew. Clark answered the call quickly.

“Halo, I—“

“Where are you?” andrew asked from across the street, almost at the same time as Clark said.

“On the way, according to your direction,” replied Clark

“Good. Be careful. Headquarters already knows of your departure. They've sent troops to chase you. Do not break contact with Garry, for now he is your eyes and accomplices.”

Clark grinned. Rarely did Andrew contact her directly just to convey a message of caution. Usually the man just gave instructions and let her do it without even bothering to call like this.

“Are you worried about me?” ask Clark to tease his best friend.

“Yes, because you are still useful. I still need your strength. If you die now, no one else can help me.”

The phone was cut off before Clark could answer. The man looked up and looked at his phone with a helpless expression.

“Does that mean it's okay if I die after this mission is completed? You fucking asshole!” clark exasperatedly tried hard not to open the window and throw his phone out.

“What are you laughing at?” he cried again when he realized Leon was covering his mouth with one hand.

“No, Captain,” replied the young man quickly. His shoulders shook with laughter.

“Close your mouth and drive properly!” clark orders a fist into Leon's shoulder.

“Ready, Captain!”

Although still wanting to chuckle, the young man tried to focus and run the car in the silence of the night. A long and winding road lay before them. I don't know what's ahead, but the young man is quite optimistic that they can find a clue. Andrew Roux was his savior, and it was time to repay the man's kindness.

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