You went out to buy chocolate. It was between 00-01 at night. You lived in a secluded street. You came back from the street in front of you. A gunshot echoed in his ear. You raised your head. There was a man covered in blood on the ground. Lots of black-suited men around like bodyguards. Among all these men is a handsome and muscular man leaning against his expensive car. He looks at you with a cigarette in his hand.