The Plan Of Masked Man

The Plan Of Masked Man
The Enemy master house


Everyone in the circle of one past. Ready to do the final battle, with a ruse as well as a plan of each. In every hidden heart, there is hope and betrayal. In every free mind, there is fear and selfishness. Each has a direction of purpose. A smile in falsehood, with an indisputable heart intent.


The world only sees glimpses of the story, but the showman sees the whole story. Missed words are no longer the same, lipped speech is no longer for good. Now the world will be shaken, with an unforgettable storm.


A love story with bloodstains and ruse. The beginning of the story is gone, but the trail still leaves a wound. The memory of each plan owner starts step by step. One side is ready to attack and one side is still a silent observer. There is no calm and everyone is racing against time.


One group of black clothes left the hotel after the explosion of a car. Their efforts were in vain, and now they have to meet their leaders to give reports. There were only five people left, using one van. The car headed for an abandoned area, where the area was once a fairly well-known residential area. However, a tragic incident made all residents of the area moved to other areas.


Rows of luxury homes with European architecture clearly visible still shows its beauty. A luxurious house of all other mansions, with a rustic iron gate. The car stopped in front of the gate, and the person called master made a call. The gate opened, and the car entered the courtyard.


The five men got down from the car and stood lined up next to the car, facing the entrance. Not waiting for long, a man with a mask came out. His footsteps looked firm. After stopping in front of his men. Both hands were put in his pocket. "How's it?"


"Sorry Mr. Enemy. The target got away, and there was someone playing." reported the man who became the leader of the black clothes.


The masked man's right hand came out of his pocket and gestured for the reporting man to come forward. Without hesitation, the man came forward and stood in front of the masked man. The masked man pulled the collar of the man in front of him. "Explain what happened!"


"Someone sent a man unclear, and the prey of the master gave an implied message in the bathroom mirror. Mr. Enemy could see the message from here," by thrusting his phone, the masked man's hand slipped off his collar.


Phones that do not need a password, directly display the gallery icon. One click appears multiple images, one image in magnified. The writing with the toothpaste in the mirror looks very clear. "Rest and finish your work in due time. Just go back!"


Hands waved at the masked man, making the five people in black clothes retreat. They walked down the side of the house, and stopped at the back door. Meanwhile, the masked man took off his mask and sat on the front steps of his house. His right hand was still gripping the phone with a photo of a toothpaste message.


A message with a signal. The game is not just of him. But, if it wasn't him playing. Are both partners also playing? One player has come and brought the mission package and the other is somewhere. "Did Sam betray? I have to make sure of that."


Now, what should I do? I don't even have a partner. Or do I just find out Mr Enemy's mission? There must be a package of his missions in this house. ~in Desi with one thought possible.


Decision's been made. Desi walked over checking one room after another. With a feeling of anxiety and caution, Desi opened every closet and also the room. From the living room, the lower guest room and the kitchen on the lower floor. For almost an hour, but found nothing. Desi's gaze drifted to the second floor. For a moment, a question popped into his head.


If someone wants his not found. So the best hiding place is the one where everyone says 'it is impossible to hide in that place'. ~ Desi's inner self and think harder.


But after several years of cooperation, not once did he know the house belonged to master Enemy. And this was the first time his foot stepped into the master enemy's house. "How do I find Mr. Enemy's mission packet. Desi think. Before it's too late."


Desi scanned the entire corner of the house, all corners were bleak with peeling paint and moss on some parts of the wall. Even so, the room section remains nice and well maintained. It means only some parts of the house are repaired and surely master enemy does all that alone.


There was no choice but to head to the second floor. Desi's footsteps walked up one step of the stairs after another. Desi began to examine the first room on the left side. The door opened and dust flew. Desi just made the door open wide and looked at it from the front of the door. Room without any contents, thick dust gives the impression of untouched.


Desi closed the door again, and switched to room number two left side. Knop feels lighter when rotated. That means the door is opened often, and is correct. The room behind the door was manicured with an elegant perfume scent. Mr. enemy's perfume. Without Desi noticing, her footsteps left a trace. On each footing, there are lines that come to form a pattern. Desi checked the belongings of master enemy without using gloves. His fingerprints are left behind.


Fifteen minutes, but no suspicious items or angles. All are safe and just a normal room. But somehow his heart felt uneasy. Desi walked out of the room without seeing any traces on the floor. The dim light of the room, made Desi make a mistake.


Desi steps towards the last room on the left side which is the third room. But something is strange. Why is the opposite wall in front of the room attached to a tomb painting? Doesn't the tomb mean the place of the dead. The mind was distracted, when he remembered what his purpose was to examine each room. Desi turned the knob and the door was wide open. There was nothing but maroon-red curtains covering the windows of the rooms, not even dust.


"This room must be frequented but why empty? What made master enemy enter this room?" muttered Desi put her index finger on her chin.


Nothing seems suspicious, except.....