Fugitive | seulyong

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a thing to remember:

to get the bad guy? don't just get his attention,

get his interest.

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 "twelve o'clock. the dumbass is at twelve o'clock." kang seulgi murmured while keeping it casual from her spot. the information was received by her partner, bae irene, who's also behind her earpiece.  "okay, so what is he doing?" irene asked leaving seulgi to smirk, "maybe to party at that bar." the information would be much of a help to keep track of the fugitive and it got irene to type down everything. seulgi squeezed her eyes, checking the out the resort's bar that's right in front of her.  she cleared her throat before lowly looking around to check possible eyes on her.

"i checked about that bar and no doubt that even if this is a fancy place, it's class c." irene responded clicking some files of the triad they're hunting for years. seulgi nodded, unconsciously clutching her gun from her back pocket. class c bars are what the agency refers as the low class bar or simply because it's not that 'clean'. fugitives are nesting and keeping their transactions there.

"sounds like i need to work my magic then." seulgi reacted, formulating a plan that she know she's good at.

"seulgi, your lips are not for sale." irene's tone wasn't a worried one but rather a building of excitement. enticing seulgi would always be the best bait.

"they are, for bad guys." seulgi retorted like she's selling apples. irene shook her head. actually seulgi uses her charm and sex appeal just to lure in her captives, another special skill of her that made her one of the agency's best. "so when am i going to call for back-up? you know who are we searching for and we're searching for seoul triad's boss, the head not the right arm." irene informed her, almost triggering her signal to deploy baekhyun and the others.

"i know that their transactions are illegal and stuff, seoul's line of murderers, gamblers and fugitives. hard to trace but here's our shot." seulgi answered as she removed her pony tail and pulled up her blue cardigan, tying a knot at the middle. she also rolled up her white sleeves.

"what about your gun?"

seulgi sighed before looking at the pot of plant beside her. it will be harder for her to move if she has the gun. "i'll use fists." seulgi expertly hid her special pistol behind the tall plant before she gave up a wide smile, exercising her jaws before licking her lower lip. "this is going to be tricky. i just hope he doesn't know my face."

irene smirked, the agency have always tried their best to hide each of their agent's personal life and identity.

seulgi walked towards the resort's bar that is guarded by two bulky bouncers at both sides of the door.

one rule that seulgi's good at, to blend in.

she strolled inside with no such expression, her hips swaying in mid air and hair bouncing from her back. she looked like a classy whore and well, that's her goal. the music playing around the bar is something rnb with a mix of hip hop. foul smell of alcohol was lingering inside the expanse space and lights were dim instead disco lights were dancing around with the rhythm.

"okay, i admit, i'm getting goosebumps." seulgi muttered earning a groan from her partner.

different kinds of people were inside, from wannabe stylish to sluts to heavy drinkers. it's actually hard to identify tainted people inside since the music was distracting but seulgi caught sight of someone who reminded her of who she's wanting to take down. "i'm in the spoiled rat place now."