97 H (1/2)

han yun xiang slightly inclined his head but still didn't open his eyes. he was trying to identify other sounds except from that familiar voice.

yes, he was called h. special members of black.com normally called using only a single letter.

he didn't know what kind of system the organization followed under the command of the new leader but during his time, only five of them could use this kind of title.

the other three already died during one of their 'missions' and the last one was severely injured causing to be paralyzed from his waist down.

he's the last one among his group who's still very much alive and 'healthy'. maybe it's also one of the reasons why he wasn't treated the way normal returnee would be treated.

he believed, he's special. especially for the current leader.

going back to his situation, he knew where he's actually located but he wanted to know where the leader was currently in.

he could heighten his sense of hearing if he's not using his sense of sight.

unfortunately, he couldn't hear anything peculiar aside from the usual sound which indicated that the person was probably in a secluded room.

as for which room, he didn't know. he was thinking that the leader would be in some place not near to where he was currently in.

he sighed before he calmly said.

”my wife.” he knew that they didn't plan to kill him. wasn't he still alive?

even though he's basically covered with wounds and dried blood could be seen on his entire body, he knew better that anyone that these wounds were only gruesome to look at but not really life threatening.

in short, his torture was somewhat only for a 'show'. as for whose the audience, he also didn't have an idea.

”oh, you have a wife?” the leader mockingly asked. h's voice wasn't loud enough but reading from his lips, the leader understood what he said. it was the same set of words he kept on saying the moment they captured him.

but the man didn't answer in return. he calmly opened his eyes and looked directly at that tiny dot on the wall. that small camera was his idea in the past.

when he joined black.com he didn't mention anything about his personal details. it wasn't important as long as one could pass the series of 'tests'.

only few of the higher ups before knew his real identity and his life before joining.

he wasn't actually planning to be captured. but since the leader changed so was the system and processes.

he didn't expect that his 'secret' route was already closed thus he made a detour and a minor mistake that ended him up in this room.

his train of thought was disrupted when he heard the voice again.

”but she's already dead. what are you going to do now?”

the man didn't even flinch upon hearing what the leader said.