MS- Chapter 2 《Tactical Planning》

Translator’s Note

So i’m back with the new chapter. if ever you find a mistake(s) please do tell so i can immediately change it. Have a good day reading. Expect slow updates ai~

Warning: Graphic description of violence.

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Xia Tian stared at his reflection in the mirror, his head was spinning.

He can’t escape from this. The assistant knows he’s here. And, come on, he killed Zhi Leng. The Chief Planner of the Gold team competition, held by the Floating Gold T.V station.

The best outcome would’ve been to be shot on the spot, but perhaps even worse. They would’ve sold him to a dark restricted channel, and his death would’ve been the object of entertainment, and to hell with that.

He unconsciously touched the back of his neck. When they were recruited, in order to prevent the criminals from going crazy and destroying the Upper City, they implanted a punishment device. The Chief executive of the district couldn’t wait to try it on him. And death was better than living.

He shivered from the cold and took off his clothes, he turned his back, lied on the bed, and screamed as much as he wanted to. It’s gonna end soon, the rules would still be the same everywhere you go.

He suddenly felt like vomiting, so he rushed to the toilet and emptied his stomach.

Then he washed his face, folded his sleeve covered with bloodstains, took a towel, and wiped everything he might’ve touched. He didn’t look at the body; opened the door and walked out.

He can’t stay there, He shouldn’t stay a minute longer.

‘I have to steal a car’. Xia Tian thought to drive all the way down to the Lower City and sell it to a second or third rate garbage station. They had a way to make it unrecognizable.

Then he’d trade the money he got for a Downtown car, which was a piece of junk, but it could be inconspicuous. He’ll drive all the way to the north to look for a decent black market doctor as soon as possible to get rid of the thing at the back of his neck. It’ll probably leave him with neurological damage, but it was nothing major. Then he’d have to steal to survive for a while. He was a bit of a thief.

‘They’ll find me‘, he thought. I can hide for a while but they’ll still find me. After all, it’s the Chief Planner of the Gold team competition!

At that moment, he saw Bai Jing’an.

Each floor of the hotel has a terrace with a view, and you can walk all the way up the stairs. Some party-goers were chatting on the largest terrace on the top floor; Bai Jing’an was talking to some people who looked like dignitaries at first glance.

His looks were so-so, but he was well dressed unlike Xia Tian who rented clothes, Bai Jing’an looked like he was born to wear such clothes.

He was listening to someone with a smile on his face, his hair was neither long nor short. He looked neat and elegant. He was just like when Xia Tian first saw him. Like a cup of water neither warm nor hot, extremely boring and he did not possess a unique personality. He said what everyone said, did nothing extraordinary. He didn’t have a single drop of blood on his hands, he only watched people fight.

At that moment Bai Jing’an looked up and saw Xia Tian.

Seeing his appearance, Bai Jing’an’s face turned cold. He turned and said something to those people; left and walked towards Xia Tian.

Xia Tian was standing by the elevator, watching him walk towards him.

The closer he got, the colder Bai Jing’an’s face became. He looked like a teacher who saw a student who would always get into a fight and didn’t want to see him, but had no choice because he was crying with a bloody face on his path.

He said, “What’s wrong?”

When Xia Tian took a glance at the room. Bai Jing’an’s face turned colder. But even when his face looked cold, only his eyes became colder and sharper. He looked like it was not a big deal, like he just had a bad day with his Teammates.

Bai Jing’an turned around, pushed the door open, and went in. Xia Tian stood at the doorway for a moment, before following and closing the door.

When he entered, Bai Jing’an was standing at the bedroom’s doorway, he stared at the bloody corpse. The floor was covered in blood. There was a sailboat sculpture, it was like a ship sunk in a sea of blood.

Bai Jing’an stared at it for a moment without an expression. He turned around and opened the wardrobe.

Xia Tian watched his actions blankly, Bai Jing’an rummaged through the closet and dragged out a large, aristocratic suitcase from the bottom of the closet. He opened the suitcase, cleared the clothes inside into the closet, turned to look at Xia Tian, and said, “Put him inside.”

Xia Tian raised his eyebrows, things were not going quite as what he had imagined. However, he went over immediately and stuffed the cold body into the suitcase. The man’s legs were bare and his dick had shrunken into a pathetic pile of soft flesh.

Bai Jing’an closed the suitcase and zipped it up. It looked like a nice luxurious suitcase.

“Perfect.” Xia Tian said.

Bai Jing’an threw him a gloomy look and turned to look at the room.

His pupils are gray, as bland as the man. The way he looked at the room is as cold and uninteresting as if he were at the Murder Show, only planning and weighing all the available tactical details.

Then without saying a word he went to the wall and found a built-in network interface.

He used his cell phone. We like to call it an on the go data terminal because that’s what it’s called. He needs to connect to the network and the defense program interface pops up. He hacked into it without blinking.

He is a tactical planner, but because of the imbalance of work types, he is also part of the network logistics. Hacking data and Hacking into a Hotel public network is no exception.

He kept his hands moving, cutting through the firewall of the hotel, In a room full of blood like it meant nothing to him.

Xia Tian said, “He called me here and…”

“I know what he does.” Bai Jing’an said.

Xia Tian shrugged his shoulders. After all, there were rumors everywhere about Zhi Leng, and Bai Jing’an seemed like the type to know everything.

He watched the man pull out the date, opened the entrance in an orderly way, cleaned up the records, deleted the cache, and modified the video details in the corridor. It was like having dinner with etiquette standards. Leisurely and orderly. When Xia Tian saw Bai Jing’an for the first time, he was like this. Now he’s standing in the bedroom where the Chief Planner’s corpse was, he still looked visually the same.

“He asked his assistant to call me over.” he then said to Bai Jing’an

“Assistant.” The man said, his tone indifferent and flat. A tactical keyword.

At the same time, he quickly went into the process of intercepting the video and overwriting the original image. Without looking up, he told Xia Tian, “Clean yourself up.”

He is a professional he knows he can’t help, so Xia Tian shrugged his shoulders and walked into the bathroom. Bai Jing’an was right, it would be better to escape. But if he wanted to get back to the party and act like nothing happened he would be exposed.

The bathroom was large, the floor was heated; The lights were cleverly arranged that made it look like a brightly lit dreamscape.

Xia Tian looked at his reflection in the mirror, He had long hair tied tightly. He was dressed in formal clothes and he had beautiful facial features. Because he was new, he still had a trace of shyness and bashfulness. It was easy to make people have a favorable impression about him.

Ten minutes ago, he smashed his “great future’s” head. The said man’s body is still out there lying on the ground unmoving. He won’t be able to use his super-luxurious bathroom again.

The thought made him smile inexplicably. A smile blossomed like a wound on Xia Tian’s innocent face. Revealing the anger, hunger and blood in the darkness of the Lower City. He suddenly wondered what Zhi Leng’s expression was when he died; it was a pity that he couldn’t see it from that angle.

He turned on the faucet, cleaned himself and nervously stroked the back of his neck with his fingertips. Where it’d hurt like crazy but now the skin was smooth and free of wounds.

He cleaned the blood splashed on his body; the leather cord that bound his hair was stained through which made his hair dirty.

After cleaning up, he looked much more innocent. He breathed into the mirror and smiled again. This time the smile was innocent, decent with a hint of childishness; could get along with anyone at any time.

‘Not bad‘, he thought. He left the bathroom and went back to the murder scene, which was half cleaned up.

Bai Jing’an was still on the program port, wiping out the entry traces.

His skills at destroying evidence were top-notch which was not surprising. The fights at the Murder Show are real, so they’re all pretty well-packaged outside the show. They’re all essentially top-notch killer, bloodied villains, or skilled hackers.

When necessary, they’d kill individuals, wreak havoc, destroy a body and the technology is also among the best in the world.

When he heard him come out, Bai Jing’an said without raising his head,”Wipe the blood.”

Xia Tian glanced at the carpet that was in a miserable state, It looked really…… miserable.

“I’m bad at cleaning.” He said to Bai Jing’an. “You’re almost done, Why don’t you clean the carpet as well……?”

“Then you shouldn’t have smashed his head until his brain scattered all over the place.” Bai Jing’an said, it was the longest sentence he’s ever said since coming over.

Xia Tian put a rose candy in his mouth from the table beside him and shrugged his shoulder which meant that it was a special case.

“But if he would be missing, police would’ve been here to check it out; a little spray would be enough to make the whole place shine like new year’s, cleaning it would be meaningless-” he said.

“We can’t be found, Tomorrow is cleaning day.” Bai Jing’an said.

Xia Tian was startled but smiled, he was indeed a tactical planner, he is more sensitive when commiting crimes.

Today there’s a big party, of course tomorrow would be a big clean-up day.

The following years, considering the “needs” of those wealthy people, hotels have a big cleaning at the end of every month or the day after a big party. “Special circumstances” are a phone call away.

Summer heard that at least two dozen people who went to the bedroom of powerful figures have disappeared from the world through “private cleaning service”. At that time, he thought that the rich people were disgusting and intolerable, but now he thinks that this technique suits Mr. Zhi Leng the best.

He picked up the tools, whistled and began cleaning the blood and brains scattered on the floor.

Bai Jing’an gave him a cold look, but he didn’t pay more attention to Xia Tian. In this way, the carpet became as good as new in a cheerful manner, as if the mess Xia Tian had made never existed.

But by tomorrow it would disappear completely.

Xia Tian cleaned his fingertips. Bai Jing’an turned to haul the suitcase, stood it up and said to him, “Use the delivery elevator.”

Xia Tian nodded and took the suitcase. The man hacked into the delivery elevator; Xia Tian put the suitcase in and took it directly to the parking lot.

No one noticed them, everyone was busy eating, drinking, laughing, doing drugs and getting laid. A dead person wasn’t something they would be concerned about.

Two people walked noiselessly through the banquet area into the parking lot. It was a magnetic levitation zone the cars were all fancy, belonging to the wealthy party-goers and some of the reality show celebrities, but most of them came on empty rails- like Xia Tian and they had to ride back after the party.

As for Bai Jing’an, well he looked like he had a house and a car, like he belonged to the upper class.

His teammate walked into the parking area, looked left and right, and then went into a black floating car with the usual nude signs painted on it. Xia Tian, went to the pick-up area to pick up the suitcase containing the dead body.

When he went back Bai Jing’an had tuned the car, he opened the trunk, Xia Tian had a natural look on his face when he put the suitcase inside.

This series of actions were simple and quick, silent and tacit cooperation. After all, both of them were masters in this business.

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