My Hitman System

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Jin was doing pushups in his hotel room since he had nothing much to do. (A/N: I wish I was like that)

He was in the middle of his set when he received the system message.

'Robert Potreigo huh?' Jin thought as he finished up his set quickly and sat up on the bed,

"So it's a minister this time?" Jin mutters as he clicks on the target's location.

The target was in the Neon City. This meant that Jin wouldn't have a problem with the location.

'Luckily no time limit is given,' Jin thought.

To kill a minister would require a good amount of planning from his side.

Therefore he was glad that he could take his time with the preparations.

Jin takes his phone out and searches for the target to find out the latest news concerning him.

"So he had just won the elections 2 days ago," Jin said, going through more information about the minister online.

A few moments later he came upon a news article. After reading it fully Jin smiled.

There was a swearing-in-ceremony organised for the new ministers in three weeks.

Jin thought this ceremony would be a good place to kill the target.

If there was a time limit then Jin would have been forced to infiltrate the minister's residence.

However, since there was no time limit to the mission, Jin could do things in the way he found most comfortable and safe.

With this thought in his mind, Jin fell back as his head landed on the soft bed.

His eyes focused on the rotating fan and his mind wandered.

Various ideas on how to go about with the mission entered and exited his mind.

Jin stayed like this, lost in his thoughts, for an hour before his eyes finally gave in.

When he woke up, it was 8 PM.

'Brrr'

His stomach growled.

Jin went downstairs to grab his dinner soon after.

Even while eating dinner Jin's mind was busy thinking about how to proceed with the task.

'Ugh, I can't think of anything substantial,' Jin thought in frustration as he grabbed his glass to drink water.

He was unable to come up with anything worthwhile.

Not just anyone could attend such ceremonies. There was a guest list and invitations were sent to the guests.

Jin had no idea who these people were. If only he could get his hands on one of those invite passes.

"No No, don't eat it yet, let me take a picture first," beside him, a couple was having dinner.

Their banter attracted Jin's attention.

He heard the familiar in-app sound of the photos being clicked as the woman was taking pictures of all the beautifully designed cuisines on their table.

"All my friends are going to be jealous when they see these picures on my social media page, hehe," The woman chuckled.

Seeing this her man could only sigh.

'Media!'

It was a eureka moment for Jin.

His eyes brightened all of a sudden and he got up from his seat.

An event like that would definitely require various media personnels.

He could easily infiltrate the ceremony while disguised as one of the them.

With these thoughts in his mind, Jin made his way to the lift. Luckily it was all empty.

"I got it!" Jin shouted and cheered himself.

By the time Jin reached his room he was brimming with elation. The plan was almost completed in his head.

With so many emotions inside him at the moment he needed a place to express them.

He changed into his gym clothes and went to the gym.

Flora was not present there. She had been skipping the gym for some time now because of the sudden increase in her workload.

The last time they met she was very excited. Her project had caught the eye of a wealthy foreign investor and he was willing to finance 40 to 80 per cent of the money that would be required to make super-fast electric cars a reality.

"I hope things are going well for her," Jin mutters as he starts with his workouts which lasted for two hours tonight.

After freshening up Jin slept like a baby.

The next day.

Jin had changed his appearance to match a man in his late 60s.

He was currently drinking tea at a tea stall. Continue your adventure at empire

The tea stall was well-kept and hygienic and as a result, it attracted many customers.

The large majority of the customers were however the employees of the news broadcasting company which was very close to the stall.

Jin had a newspaper in his hand and was moving his gaze from one text to another.

Anyone who would see this would not doubt that he was reading the newspaper with full concentration.

However, that was not so the case. Jin's attention was more focused on what everyone around him was saying.

"Who does he think he is? Pushing all those tasks on us at the last moment?!"

"Do you think I have a chance if I propose to Rosie?"

"I can never grow tired of tea haha!"

A variety of conversations were taking place all around him. Jin picked up on those that he thought would prove useful to him and ignored the rest.

"Sir, you've been reading the newspaper for more than two hours now. Aren't you bored?" The tea stall owner asked.

"Haha, I've grown used to boredom with age. You'll get used to it with time as well," Jin replied.

"You jest, I cannot imagine something like that. I hate reading," The man remarked while shaking his head and smiling.

"It's never too late to learn young man," Jin folded the newspaper and placed it under his arm as he stood up from the seat.

"You're going?" The stall owner asked just for the sake of asking.

"Yes, my son would be waiting for me. The home's a mess because we've just shifted recently so I'm spending my time here reading. It's a good place so I'll be coming here more often," Jin replied like any old man.

Instead of a one-word answer, he told him the entire story.

"Ah, I'm glad that you liked the place," The stall owner smiled at his words.

"See you tomorrow then," Jin said and left the scene.

He didn't get his hands on any significant information today.

Jin did the same the next day.

The day after,

And the day after that,

Finally, on the 4th day, Jin got what he had been looking for. A prey.