Hello everyone. Saisora here. Just to say that this is just an introduction to the story. This is my first time writing a webnovel. I have been reading a lot of webnovel. So i started to get an idea of making my own. I hope you like it. English is not my first language, so if there's some grammatical error or confusing sentences structure, i am sorry. I will try to not make any error. So, enjoy everyone.
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-2.30PM. 13/9/19
In a cabin near a waterfall at Mount Ledang, a middle age men on his thirties were typing on his laptop erratically.
*tak*tak*tak*
"...anndd donee, phew, take that you a*sh*les"
*beep* beep*beep*
The laptop screen were flashing with a tab shown 'files sent successfully'
"There's no turning back now", the middle age man start to take out his box of ciggeratte. He open up the box.
"Hmm, nothing left..."
The man start to have a flashback
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"Leader, you should stop smoking. I'm afraid you will die before you get married"
"Yeah leader"
The middle age men look at all the 7 people in his team. They all were agreeing with the statement.
These people were his team that work under him for years. They were the same as him, a common office worker. But their ability were not. So many important projects were completed by them.
Him and his team climb the corporate ladder from the bottom until the top. From an unknown team, to the best team in the company.
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"Yeah, yeah, i'll stop smoking when i want to, alright. Jeez, you brats"
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-Present
"Haah, instead of me dying young, all of you left this old man first. It should be me They will pay for what they did to you guys... i swear!"
He started to search his pocket and found a half burnt ciggeratte.
"This will do..." He put the ciggeratte in his mouth and started to light it up.
"I'll stop smoking if i survive this..."
-2.45PM
The middle age man was sitting on the sofa and watching the news on the TV.
"This just in, at 2.30PM this evening, all the people in the country received the same file from an anonymous sender regarding the money laundering scandal between the CEO of Gelxus and the Minister Of Development that may be the cause to the Hightland Incident. The files also contain the detailed documents and audios of said transactions. Gelxus was previously involved in the Highland incident. Which is the collapse of several apartments that were build as an affordable accomodation for minimum wage workers. The incident cause the death of 430 people and 512 people were injured. Gelxus provided the name of the individual that were responsible for the Highland project which is Mr Megat Bin Iskandar. The police stated that they were able to get in contact with him but unable to take him into custody due to him being hiding under the radar. Mr Megat stated to the police that he was innocent and..."
"Fuuuh" smoke was coming out from his mouth.
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In a office filled with luxurious ornaments and expensive furnitures.
"F*ck!!!" An old fat man with disheveled hair and unkempt branded clothes were stomping and kicking a man on the ground.
The man was black and blue all over. He also was wearing the same branded clothes.
"This is all your fault team leader. If i know this would happen, i would rather gave your name, instead of letting you framing that s*n of a b*tch."
The fat man put his feet on the man's face. The man said
"I am s-sorry sir"
"didn't you say that you got rid of his team and all the evidence, are you telling me he got no help and obtain all this information by himself!"
"We did g-got rid of his team and the evidence sir, but they must got a backup. I d-didn't realise sir"
The old man take out a phone from his pocket and satrted to dial the number.
"Ptuih!" The old man spit on the man's face.
*trutt*trutt*trutt*trutt*
"Hello, contact our lackeys in the force. Tell him i want that son of a b*tch gone. They can't, they need to arrest him? Tell him i'll pay him triple. He agreed? Good. I'll wait for the good news"
The old man closed the phone.
"Now that i'm going down, you need to go down too"
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*siren wailing in the distance*
"Huh, sh*t they're fast!" But something makes him feel uneasy about this situation.