Original Code: ANGEL K05
1. Intro
Early morning in the quiet suburb of Maiden.
Nguiii..... Bruum.... Bruuummm....
A black sports motor drove at high speed splitting the night. The driver was wearing a covered black leather suit and a black helmet. Almost perfect for camouflaging in the dark of the night.
"They're coming! Faster still!" screams in his ear.
"Well.... What kind of IT assistant are you? Unable to anticipate their arrival from the start. So this is the end!"
There was a sweet sound from the driver of the bike.
He's bowing his body. Grasping the steering wheel tighter. His slender body seemed to embrace that big motor-friendly. The accelerator pedal goes deeper and drives the bike even faster, like flying.
Ummmmmm.... Bruummm....
The dorrr! Dooorr!!!
Nguiiii....
The motor drove zig-zagged on a paved road. Avoiding bullets flying from the back.
"They're not playing, Ana. Let's focus! You still want to live, right?" his murmur was self-sustaining.
His brilliant eyes stared at the road sharply. Looking for a gap to escape from the pursuit. He focused all his senses and instincts while driving the bike tonight.
Motor to maximum. Then suddenly turn to the left. His move managed to make him disappear for a moment from the eyes of the pursuers.
He was now entering a very quiet middle-class residential area. The motor is still speeding.
"Take the right lane. They're waiting for you at the front intersection!"
The sound in his ears reminded me.
That's the voice of the IT team. They should have anticipated this before he got off. But somehow the enemy could just appear.
'Has this plan of action been leaked? Or is this a trap for me? Are there spies among my team?' angryness.
As an experienced secret agent, he used to analyze changes on the ground quickly. Then make an emergency decision to save an important object, as well as his life.
Bruuuum..... Ciiiiittt.....
The motor screeched loudly as it was forced to veer sharply towards the right.
"Damn!!"
"Almost missed the fork. Is the country short of electricity? Just a trip, no lights!" rough talk.
He almost slipped and crashed into the street.
Ana is now entering a lower-class residential area.
"Into Stealth Mode!" the voice in the handsfree entered his head.
Anastasia immediately pressed the greenish SILENT button on the steering dashboard. He also immediately cut off all communication and tracking lines. Including receiving IT information via handsfree and radar motors. He should minimize the possibility of tapping on vehicles and information devices.
He touched a button on his leather jacket. It was a device that he installed himself, to damage the radar and the surrounding electronagnetic signals. Removing his image from satellite surveillance and removing his tracks as if he never existed.
The black sports bike was slowly starting to be invisible to anyone. His voice that split the streets was quiet, no longer heard. Even if there was a person standing on the side of the road, he would not realize that the black sports bike was passing in front of him. Anastasia disappeared from the earth. Absolutely no detection of its existence.
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At 4 am.
Anastasia threw her body in a comfortable bed. He's so tired tonight. But thankfully, despite the slight obstacles, the task was done.
He had already destroyed all the communication equipment he wore long before approaching the safe house. He immediately made and sent out his report tonight.
If there are no new orders, then he will return to his daily routine. While waiting for the results of the investigation about the leak of their work plan.
"Let's sleep Ana. Tomorrow you still have class at 9 a.m.," he murmured before flying off to dreamland.
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