I'M Not A Special Character
Black Card Secret Mission

Inside the room of the sixth floor of the single headquarters.

A high card agent knelt before the Black Card in formal attire. He was called shortly after the meeting with the agents was completed.

"I'm ready to accept the mission, Master." A man who looks to be in his thirty years of age throws out a sentence stating his readiness to accept the task.

Black Card smiled as he gulped down the wine in his unique clear cup. For a long time the skinny man wanted to do this, but many things seemed to get in the way.

"You know agent A-09 from Numbers, don't you?" Black Card asked the question in a soft tone. The agent in front of him simply replied with a nod of his head. A little disrespectful, but Black Card let it go because of the improving mood.

"Find out about the people closest to him, then run the task according to your expertise. You just have to do that without asking too many questions." Black Card again sipped the wine with pleasure, his hand moved to wipe the wine droplets that passed from the tip of his lips.

"Understand, Master. I will carry out my duties as soon as possible."

"Remember not to leave any traces. If you leave him a little, then all my plans during this time will be destroyed instantly." Black Card walked up to the agent, bent down to meet each other at a close distance.

"I hate agents who can't do their job well. Especially high card owner agents. Don't let me down and run as best I can."

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Harwich looked at the paper deeply, trying to recall the stature of the author so that he never forgot it.

"If only I had at least one of your forthoms." Harwich looked up, feeling the pain in his chest that spread throughout the body. When Harwich began to dissolve with his mind, the voice of the smartphone managed to disperse the girl's daydream.

{Group Chat}

[Agent A-01]

[I want to ask you why you want to keep a secret about Mr. Fox's treachery. Have you heard the news that he has been taken away by another government dog?]

The message on his screen painted a faint smile on Harwich's face. As planned, they suspect that Jacob was rescued by his government colleague.

[Agent A-09]

[The devil was saved by his partner? How can you let that happen? More importantly, how did his partner get there?]

[Agent A-05]

[Maybe the traitor is trying to ambush us. Good thing agent A-09 found out first.]

[Agent A-03]

Harwich was slightly surprised to see the message sent by Michael. The girl only came to her senses after Michael said so. He also started asking why are they just discussing this now?

[Agent A-02]

[We're trying to track him down. We even know his background and past a little bit to my surprise.]

The eyes of Harwich furniture saw the message. This is not in the original scenario. They should have focused more on tracking his whereabouts than on scraping Jacob's background.

If this continues to be allowed, they will find it difficult to master Jacob because other agents have the same weapons as the girl. Harwich bit his lower lip, trying to twist his brain to find a way out.

They devised a near-perfect plan and put Jacob in school for a specific purpose. But at the moment everything is getting messy and out of control.

As Harwich is busy struggling with his thoughts, the noise again manages to pull Harwich drifting in his world.

[Single Headquarters. The direct order has been taken down. For all Agents who attend the meeting are ordered to carry out the mission after 3 days starting from tomorrow. Details of the mission have been handed over to the person in charge.]

Messages from the single headquarters made Harwich inevitably have to go to the one in charge of obtaining details and directions regarding the mission.

Harwich quickly changed his clothes and put on his mask, so that other agents would not notice his face when he was wearing a different outfit to the one he was wearing.

Right after finishing with the outfit, Harwich hurriedly walked towards the destination. As usual, he met with other agents who also seemed to have changed their clothes in order to keep the identity safe.

"Hey, aren't you from Numbers?" One of the female agents asked as she walked along with Harwich. The girl simply nodded in response, then tempered her footsteps significantly.

"I hope we can be compact partners." The agent reached out his hand as he continued to step. Harwich glanced for a moment, then accepted the hand in a resolute manner.

Not long after, they saw a crowd of agents with various models of masks already standing in front of the door that fused with the wall. Outsiders will not easily realize that there is a door that is disguised and perfectly fused with the wall on both sides.

Harwich's sight immediately caught the figure of the man wearing the same mask as him and immediately walked up to the man.

"I hope you can do a satisfactory cooperation." Michael said slowly, not too loudly, just enough to be heard by Harwich.

"Without needing you to say it I would also do." Harwich gave an answer without even a single glance at his interlocutor.

After the surveillance cameras installed above the door had confirmed the complete arrival of the members, the door in front of them opened slowly. The sound of the door was a little disturbing to the hearing because the bottom really did not have any distance to the floor.

"Here we go again."