2 Treasured Pearl
"Report, is the target on sight?" A robust man in a tight suit with a bulletproof vest, an earpiece on the left ear, holding a walkie talkie on his left arm and seeped with a vibe of an elite man looking for a certain target. He was standing on the skyscraper of the city's prestigious Corporation and overlooking below was the bustling crowd of people.
He picked his old model walkie talkie and brought over his face, a mechanical ruffling sound on the other end of the line came in, "Target 001 sighted between the intersection of the XY Avenue of the B City. Vicinity clear. No passer nearby. Current time 6:05 in the morning."
The person received the report and soon exchanged from his walkie talkie to the newest touchphone and connected the call, "Reporting: Code 00345 is in the vicinity. Target location confirmed. No extra people on the sideline. Request to fully utilize the mission immediately." The tone seemed scripted as if a mechanical robot was the one talking.
"What was the percentage of success to retrieve the sacred object?" The other person's voice came from an old man, weak and husky that had just woken up.
"A 99% chance in full combat mode. Target is injured, Professor."
The man called a professor clutched his phone hardly, as if this mission had his lifeline on a 50-50 basis. In his sluggish footstep, he walked over the big veranda of his luxurious mansion, fidgety swift the curtain open and declared,
"Commence retrieval operation."
Code 00345 nodded. [Retrieval operation will commence in few seconds... five, four, three, two, one -]
The call disconnected.
***
An early bird catches the worm. Feng Ning An had woke up early and hadn't been able to go back to sleep, therefore, he immediately prepared for his breakfast. Aside from his morning food, he also prepared his lunch and by today, he had a total of three menus inside.
Looking at the almost abandoned street he decided to stroll around first and feel the blessing of the morning rays.
His foot was quite enthusiastic and energetic today that even he himself wasn't able to stop it from going and turning to every possible turn that it could take. In the end, out of his obliviousness he ends up in a particular area in which he wasn't familiar. The number of small shops lining was only his pinky finger and the road was someone dull and wretched. There was some deep hole on the decade granite road and a small rift was gaping on the sidewalk.
On the sideline, Feng Ning Ann saw a traffic sign titled downwards. The "no parking" sign wasn't visible, a lot of graffiti and doodles that was crooked was written on the white dashboard.
It pretty obvious that some rotten ill-mannered brat took it as a practice guide to create an improvised blackboard!
Ch.
Stupid brat. Even he, without parents, was well behaved in his younger years and didn't litter nor doodle anywhere.
He flipped it over, pull his handkerchief in order to wipe the stains but soon his motion stop.
Holy cow.
There was an unconscious person beneath it!
The person had severe injuries on the head and she seemed unconscious still. She was curling like a newborn baby without a care in the world. As a righteous citizen of the country, its the right thing to call on the ambulance and report the current situation. Since he still had ample time, he might as well wait for the rescue team.
So, Feng Ning Ann - the righteous citizen on the country waited and waited… until he felt a heavy thud of a leg on the back of his head.
Dang! Which stupid kid kicked his head on broad daylight!
He turned his head only to see a big booty woman in a tight suit. Her dress was vulgar, sophisticated and oozing of sex appeal. He didn't notice her whole get up earlier since she was curling but now when he does—she seemed a woman that came out from sci-fi action movie on her high black boots and black fitting dress. Her long hair and bangs were fully coordinated with her tempting curvature. Feng Ning An wasn't able to escape the temptatious pheromone she was leaking. This was a natural instinct and clearly showed that Feng Ning An's manly genetics is working quite well, and their family lineage will surely continue to prosper in the next generation to come.
He was too focused on his meddlesome thoughts, that he forgot his current predicament.
"How lowly. You grab your chance when a woman is sleeping. You're the lowest of the lowest creature in the world."
Feng Ning An's jaw drop.
He was expecting to receive a greeting and gratitude but what's with the rude character?
Feng Ning An was quite aware that he secretly stole some impious glimpses over the body but that was called stealing? Stealing glances?
"Get over with it and hand the pearl!" She screamed on top of her lungs. The situation is urgent. She need not to remain here any longer or they will catch to her. Her mission was on top priority and this dumb was wasting her time. If not for a little mishap and accident, she won't reduce with injuries like this.
"Miss I do not know…" He would have like to explain but when out of nowhere, even he himself wasn't aware that a helicopter already flew right directly above them.
The woman clicked her tongue and soon pounce on him. "Get it back to me now!"
Man, Feng Ning An in his entire life hadn't been touched by a woman. If this was a different situation, he would have already blushed to see this "limited Edition" openly jumped on him, however, even Feng Ning An had his own taste!
{Even if I like the plump type, however big sister you are not my type!}
"I-I didn't know what you are talking about..."
"Still going on that?"
Soon, a rope ladder extended down and two men in bodyguard suit climbed down skillfully. The next thing they knew they were surrounded by the loud wind pressure from the propeller creating a loud tremor on the ground. A loud and firm voice was heard,
"Hand over that thing or your head will be the next to blow."
The man said as it aimed at the woman before him.
Feng Ning An was trying to digest what was happening. But only one thing he could be sure of, that pearl they were talking about wasn't on him. He was definitely sure, even he tried to touch his pant's pocket, his bag's pocket, even his wallet, and breast's pocket—
"..."
Feng Ning An was flabbergasted. As if now he had just eaten his own poop. He swallowed his saliva and peeked slowly at the commotion in front. He swore, he didn't have anything to do with it!
He was a pure and upright citizen of the country. He didn't steal the pearl—which they were talking about.
But how come, how come the pearl they are talking about was really right into his pocket! This was outrageously unscientific!
While the woman and the tall built men were fighting with each other. Feng Ning An's cognitive ability had derailed into the thinking of the lowlife!
This situation will not condone him, the pearl they are talking about was in his own pocket! In any sense, how could he explain this thought without overturning the righteous tone of justice? Could he just say- Ah, the pearl just barely walk into my pocket. It had its own legs. –or, it kind had of magic - it just jumped on its own. – or a certain invisible entity picked it up and hide it in his wallet!
However, it's better to get into the city jail (but then again it's not) than being sent to the psychological hospital ward!
Either way, a mental or a jail? Those two didn't ring any good tune!
Even if he's not detective Conan, at least he could proudly say "with a keen eye for details, truth prevails!" –kidding, of course, he could hide the evidence! Hide the STUPID EVIDENCE before the authority could notice.
If one couldn't put up with the law, then when broke it just be sure not to get caught. Though it's his first time doing it today!
Haven't heard of "Good boys are bad boys that haven't been caught" theme? His situation was a little like that.
As if getting struck by the goddess of wisdom. Feng Ning An hides it, in a place that would never be found - that even if they turned his clothes inside out and be naked they won't find it. It's just an easy as a tiny pea.
The woman who had been brawling with the men turned her head to him. Her head was tilted 90 degrees on the sideline with eyes protruding on their socket.
However, before he could even think of her reaction, his surrounding's gone blank. He barely heard the woman's last words of frantic nervousness that was precisely not directed to him but on the poor pearl who suffered its unexpected short life within the hands of the idiotic moron who had lived for almost 25 years yet remained virgin and was walking the path of single blessedness.
The woman stopped motioning, bawl her eyes, her face became pale as if she saw a grim ripper of the endless tales, and soon shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Ahhhhhhhhh, moron! Spit out the pearl!"
