I'M Not A Special Character
Executing Plan

Arsiel smiled at the man who was currently in front of her. He continued to wait at the end of the corridor passageway during the meeting of numbers.

"Good, now we just need to continue with the part plan. Have you prepared it as planned?" Marchel folded her arms around her chest, looking at the man in front there coldly.

"I've finished it. There have been some obstacles, but they've all been overcome."

"Good job, Arland. I'll head over to the next place and wait for you there." Arsiel patted Arland's shoulder softly, making the man nod in understanding.

After Arsiel's shadow disappears into the elevator, Marchel pulls Arland's shirt rough, forcing Arland to follow the rhythm of his footsteps.

"We need to hurry! There's not much time left until they're done looking at all the evidence and footage." Marchel hardened his jaw. He further accelerated his footsteps, making Arland have to run a little to catch up.

Meanwhile, Arsiel stomped his feet on the foot of the elevator. Perhaps because of being chased by time, the girl felt the elevator go down longer than usual. Plus, the elevator stopped on several floors to transport other people.

Arsiel repeatedly watched the clock that surrounded his wrist and time seemed to run so slow. Many pairs of eyes were staring at him strangely during his time in the elevator. A teenage girl with such elegant clothes and dark makeup that looked natural, who wouldn't get her attention?

After the elevator doors opened on the last floor, Arsiel quickly ran out of the building, directly to where his car was parked. Arsiel stepped on the gas violently, driving his car at high speed at night. Arsiel spurred his car through a road that was spared from police surveillance and was not widely used to avoid being hampered by various things.

Marchel and Arland remained in the building.

They prepared all the necessities for the advanced plan. They were in a room with a lot of wires connected to each other. Marchel walked towards a large box of iron stuck to the wall.

"Do you know how to do it?" Arland asked because he was worried. It could be that Marchel made a wrong move and instead set off an alarm for life.

"You think I'm an amateur?" Marchel clucked annoyed at Arland's question of underestimating his skills as an agent who had already committed smuggling and back-killing times. Without continuing the debate, Arland grabbed two glasses the night later he gave one of them to Marchel. They put on the glasses at the same time.

Before touching something, Marchel put gloves on her hands to avoid having her fingerprints stick to the thing she was about to touch. Marchel's hand slowly went into the big box. Carefully his finger sifted through several wires wrapped around each other. His skillful ability to break-in made Marchel feel no difficulty. How many seconds did Marchel finally find the cable he had been looking for.

One of Marchel's hands moved into her trouser pocket looking for a small cable cutter while the other held the kebel in the box. Marchel handed the cutter to Arland, with Arland accepting it. Marchel's hand pressed the large switch that became the center, that second also simultaneously the lighting inside the large building disappeared replaced by darkness.

"Give me that thing."

Arland immediately gave Marchel the device he had been entrusted with. Without a doubt Marchel's hand began to cut some of the wires that had been separated. Before reassembling the box cover, Marchel deliberately hid the cable he had broken. At least it will take a little time. They immediately left the room.

Marchel and Arland ran through the hallway and the emergency stairs without wearing shoes so as not to make a sound, their current goal was the meeting room of the numbers. If it does not arrive on time, only failure awaits them.

After a long run and hiding, Marchel and Arland arrive at the room. With a sluggish position they stepped into the room, trying as much as possible so as not to cause sound. In accordance with the agreed plan, they both immediately carry out their respective duties.

"Hey! don't just shut up. Go find a candle or whatever it is that we can use for a while. I'm not sure this lighter will last long." Agent A-01 is screaming a little. If the lighter is off then the only thing that can light up the room is the window.

"Alright, help me find it in some desk drawers." A-05.

The lighting of the lighter does not fully illuminate the room, how can a small object illuminate a room as large as that?

Marchel tried to distract them by dropping the furniture hanging on the wall. It succeeded in making the agents and the fox man look at the direction where the sound of the object fell.

The only agent who turned on the lighter stepped forward to check it out. The opportunity was put to good use by Marchel and Arland. Immediately Arland stepped over to the large table to retrieve the data storage device lying there while Marchel smacked the neck of the fox man into unconsciousness.

As powerful as Marchel and Arland ran dragging the fox man's body towards the window. They threw the large body into the window until it broke apart. The body of the fox man was thrown down from the top of the building followed by the two of them who jumped out of the window.

All attention was instantly distracted hearing the sound of broken glass sounding extremely loud. But Marchel and Arland had already disappeared as the entire pair of eyes stared intently at the window.

The three of them landed on the air mattress that had been prepared by Arland. The fox man's body was dragged back to the car and thrown into the back seat.

"Who's there?" Agent A-05 shouted, running as fast as possible towards the window to make sure. But Marchel and Arland were already fully in the car so the A-05 agents couldn't guess who did it. Plus Arland already provides a car that is rented without including an identity just in case they can see the license plate of the car.

Without wasting any more time Marchel stepped on the gas violently, their car drove very fast leaving the big building and headed straight to where Arsiel was waiting.

"Damn! They managed to escape!" Agent A-05 hit another window until it broke. Not long after that the lights came back on and that's when they realized that the fox man was no longer in his place.

"Fuck! They're taking the traitor away." Agent A-10 hardens the jaw.

"They also brought the evidence with them. Do you think this is a government dog from the same organization?" Agent A-02 looked at all the agents still in the room seriously.

Switch to a hidden place. There Arsiel was waiting for Marchel and Arland to arrive with their captives. After a few dozen minutes, the car driven by the two men was seen from a distance. The car stopped right in front of Arsiel Bediri.

"Why have you been so long?" Arsiel folded her hands on her chest, raising both of her eyebrows while looking coldly at them.

"Shut up and just go ahead as planned."