Inside the walls of the «TSL» Law Company, where the familiar scents of coffee and stationery were always present, Jiwon felt like a predator on the hunt. For a week, he had been playing the role of an ordinary client, biding his time. And now, the moment had come. Today, he had the opportunity to infiltrate the office of Chong Chwal, a private attorney whose illegal connections with the «Black Python» were a matter of great concern to Jiwon. Mr. Chwal had departed for Busan, providing the perfect opportunity for an attack.

He passes the security desk, greeting them politely and smiling a forced smile. Not too fake, but bright enough to gain a little more trust in his person. The key to room 313, casually picked up from the desk, is pleasantly cool on his fingers. The elevator soars up, and there it is, the right door. His heart beats with increasing anxiety as he turns the key and enters.

*The room is a chaotic mess of papers. The desktop littered with them looks like a battlefield. Jiwon's attention is drawn to an old, battered folder called "Work Reports." *

“If only there were something..." — he thinks.

He is startled by the click of the door and turns around at the sound. A stranger stands in the doorway.

"Who are you? Mr. Chwal is in Busan today. Come back the day after tomorrow."