The Plan Of Masked Man
Jalan Melati alley 1

All questions reach the top, with all points of withdrawal. An outline is created.

Agents Leo, Samuel, Desi, commander Sekkar, lord X, and one more to whom. I have to think about this one more time, but from which point? ~the inner by staring at the laptop screen.

AK has come to a conclusion and an outline. If it doesn't deviate from its predictions, then people in its past circle and enter randomly. They can be the faces of the other players. Files about Desi from the hospital, files about Leo Prakasa's hidden agent, Samuel's file, and Sekkar's commander's file have been re-studied. Only two figures remained that became a pseudo-shadow.

Elsewhere, on the road Melati alley 1 someone with a clothes covered with a hood all black from top to bottom, was standing in front of a house with a yard full of dried leaves falling. Lonely silence without anyone passing by, as if the house in front of him was a haunted house. Yellow painted fence that peels off, and rusts. One hand thrust made the fence open with a squealing sound.

Kriiiet

Black boots stepped forward and passed through the gate, without closing the fence. His footsteps walked closer to the minimalist house with deep black paint. Around the house planted with various types of large trees. Behind the mask, his eyes were still watching the surroundings.

I'd better get in, whatever happens will happen. At least I can help her AK.~ her inner master by touching the doorknob.

The door is too light and does not make any noise, which is worth suspecting. His eyes looked inside from the front door, there was only a living room and two chairs facing each other. Something suddenly flew up and fell down in front of his feet. Calmly took the white paper in front of his feet and opened it.

"Come in and sit down!"

That's the writing on the plane. There was no fear, his footsteps did not hesitate to enter the house and sit in the available place. There were only two chairs and he chose to sit in the chair facing the door. While waiting for the next clue, his fingers were busy playing the tone by tapping on the edge of the chair.

After a few minutes no one came, let alone a new clue. But there is no word give up or get tired of waiting, until his ears hear the sound of a motor coming from far away and getting closer. Within a minute, the motor stopped in front of the house. The sound of footsteps dragged closer and showed themselves in front of the door.

It seemed like the two house guests had a promise to wear covered clothes, step the second figure inside and sit on the chair facing the first figure. "I don't think you're interested, how are you AK?"

Silent…..

"It seems like your time is running low. Well today, I'll give you one story. A story that might bring your memory back." said the second figure and took his personal cell phone, turning on a silent video without sound.

"White sandy villas, the beginning of meeting two strangers and ending up being lovers. Your care and kindness are always the same. But, I know your heart is starting to turn to the villa guide girl. A smile on the cold face with a longing gaze, made all eyes envious. Without you realizing it, the greater the love in your heart, the greater the obstacles that hinder. Your best friend has always supported you and will not let your way of happiness be blocked, until the fateful day comes."

A moment of silence and change the next video,

"Without caring about the lives of others, you plunge in search of sinners. Not only treasure, but also life and all you sacrificed without a single complaint. Love makes an AK blind and drown. I accept when your love brings a smile. I still accept when your tears fall. Madness makes you think you made the worst decision. The night you burned down your dream home, that night I still accepted you. Until my eyes opened in the white room, and you weren't with me."

"Did I not mean anything to you? Why are you planning my death? Will my departure make you happy? Say it! Who am I to you?" The second guest raised his tone and threw his phone against the wall.

[Tell him my apologies. I don't know if he's alive, no matter who's playing me. I remain guilty, if possible let me make amends.]

Hearing a voice from across, made the second guest sigh. "I have no answer to all your heart's outpouring. He apologizes, and doesn't care about anyone telling you a lie or honesty and to him. He hopes to make amends. During this time, master AK was silent at the tomb only to reflect on the sacrifice of his best friend and the departure of his future wife. Suppose there is a lot of fire covering you. Have you investigated, who committed treason?"

"Who are you?!" the second guest growled after hearing the voice of a woman.

The second guest simply handed over a paper that read the initial clue. "Who am I, I'm just an intermediary. Didn't you realize? If life is threatened not only you, but he is also in danger. I'm just doing my last job."

"Last assignment? It seems, everything must come to an end." said the second guest in a hoarse tone.

The voice seemed to be an emphasis, the second guest on standby. His instincts give him a warning. Until the second guest clapped three times, and suddenly the chair he was sitting in slumped down into the underground. An electric shock with no excuses, dispelling consciousness in an instant.

The second guest casually removed his hood, mask and sunglasses. A strange smile rose with sharp eyes full of cunning. "Supervise! All my passes are ready, it's time to run the drama. All must perish, I do not want to be busy with the past. Too tiring and troublesome."

In contrast to the state of a man's slump, no matter how many times cold water flushed his body. An ache and coldness were no longer felt, his heart seething like an overflow of hot lava. All his struggles seemed to be in vain, there was failure in his heart. "I was too busy with my revenge mission, to forget there was a game that ensnared me. Aaarrrrggghh."

The roar of moans roused a weakly lying figure, with eyes open and slowly descending the bed. His feet were shuffling towards the direction of the moan. The half-opened door showed how real torture the man in front of him was.

"What are you doing? Stop that!"

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