I just tell the truth and telling the truth is crazy in a world full of lies
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CHAPTER THREE
IF NOT LIKED CURSING, ABUSE ETC. MENTION LEAVE
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The following morning, Renjun was already up before dawn, his mind still tangled with thoughts from yesterday. The quiet streets had a chill in the air, the kind that made you feel both awake and on edge. He wasn't exactly nervous about the mission, but the anticipation was hard to ignore.After a quick workout and some breakfast, he went over his cover identity for what felt like the hundredth time.
He'd be posing as "Jay Lim," an up-and-coming event photographer hired to document the high-profile charity gala downtown. Jihyun would be his assistant, keeping tabs on him and blending into the crowd. Their objective was simple: get close to an infamous figure rumored to be involved in a series of high-stakes robberies. The man, known only as "The Hawk," was as elusive as he was dangerous.
By midday, Renjun was ready, though he felt strange in his getup—a sleek, fitted suit that felt more expensive than anything he'd ever owned. He slid his phone into his jacket pocket and checked his watch, feeling the nerves kick in for the first time.Just then, his phone buzzed again. It was a photo from Jihyun: she was holding up a lopsided drawing of a unicorn with a caption,
Renjun couldn't help but smile. He tapped out a quick reply, "Thanks, superstar. I'll catch a unicorn just for you!" With that, he was out the door, ready to become "Jay Lim."---The gala venue was buzzing when he arrived. Elegant guests streamed into the grand hall, and classical music floated softly through the air.
Renjun scanned the room, noting potential exits, places to hide, and the shadowed corners where he might get a quiet shot of The Hawk. He spotted Jihyun in the crowd, blending in as if she were born to work these events."Nice suit," she whispered as she approached, her tone laced with a playful smirk. "You almost look like you belong here.""Almost?" Renjun raised an eyebrow, feigning offense. "I was born for this."
"Right." She rolled her eyes. "Just remember the plan. Stay close, and if anything goes wrong, I'll signal you."He nodded, his playful demeanor slipping as the seriousness of the task settled in.Hours passed in a blur. Renjun drifted through the crowd, snapping photos and keeping an eye out for their target. The guests were all the same—polished, poised, and deep in conversation, with a few sparing him polite smiles.
He couldn't deny the thrill of slipping unnoticed through the crowd, pretending to be someone he wasn't. Maybe undercover work wasn't so bad after all.But as he sipped a glass of sparkling water, his attention was drawn to a tall man entering the room, flanked by two others. Sharp features, slicked-back hair, and a confident stride—the Hawk. Renjun's eyes narrowed. This was the man they'd been warned about, the one with connections to international crime circles.
