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Psychopath's Battlefield (2)

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Wearing headphones, Hikaru entered a building through automatic doors. His colleagues guided him to the power room in the staff-only area.

"Go left... Then right, and straight ahead... You'll find the power plant. No need to worry about backup generators; they broke yesterday, and there are no backups."

Remaining composed, Hikaru smoothly pulled a lever, causing the entire building to go dark.

Finally, it was his time for slaughter.

Presently, I find myself perched atop a lofty building, the very spot where the sniper was positioned. Seated beside the lifeless body of the woman who had been the sniper, I pick up her ringing flip phone and employ magical perception to alter my voice.

"Milestone, can you disclose your location?" The voice of the previous mafia guy echoed through the phone.

"I'm in standby; the newcomer is making his way into the building," I respond, my voice adopting the cadence of the deceased woman.

"Good, I am guiding him to the target; once I give the signal... Kill him."

I see it now – the mafia plans to use him and then abandon him. But, there's a problem: hidden C4 explosives are in this tower.

No worries, I've disarmed them and gathered them near me and the dead woman.

The idea of the mafia harming the woman seems unlikely unless Hikaru set this up. He must have foreseen the mafia's plan and strategically placed these C4s. Others might have explosives too.

Using Magic Perception, I sense what's happening in the building.

Within those walls, Hikaru walks calmly from room to room, his lips curving into a smile. Devoid of laughter, only a tranquil grin adorned his face, almost as though he believed that he's doing those who are felled by his bullet a favor.

Anyone inside wasn't able to go out; the door was unexpectedly automatic, but it seems like his other comrades have hacked into it and made it unopenable.

*Ratatatatatata*

His submachine guns claim numerous lives, sparing only one – a peculiar figure caught in my sniper rifle's scope.

Others appear to be mere bystanders; the mafia's true focus is a half-bald man in a grey suit. He pleads for his life as Hikaru enters his room.

Listening in on their communication, my gaze remains fixed on Hikaru.

Bran's voice comes through the phone as he directs Hikaru, "Get him to hand over the hard disk, then eliminate him. Once you have it, toss it out the window. The fool will retrieve it, and we'll rendezvous at the extraction point."

Hikaru follows the orders precisely.

However, Bran's instructions don't end there. He cuts off communication with Hikaru and turns to me, issuing a cold-hearted command through the deceased sniper's flip phone, "End his life."

A twisted smile forms on my face. Though not their original sniper, I dutifully obey, replying, "With pleasure!"

Through my scope, I watch as Hikaru raises the hard disk toward the window, ready to release it.

Yet, something feels amiss. Suddenly, Hikaru's gaze fixes on ME. His hand, poised to let go of the hard disk, freezes, and he peers in my direction.

His calm smile reflects through my scope as he manipulates a switch in his other hand.