"Sir, this is the latest intelligence from South Africa."
A document was placed on Eric's desk. Even in this era of computerized offices and the widespread use of electronic documents, Eric still preferred reading paper documents.
He picked it up and, not quite adapted to his changing strength, Eric pushed the document further away before resigningly putting on his reading glasses. Then, with a puzzled face, he said, "Face Slapper? What kind of bizarre name is that?"
"Dozens from the Lion Mercenary Group and the Secret Intelligence Service were killed, most of them shot in the face. Without exception, all victims died from headshots, and the killer took them out with one shot each. They don't know who did it, so they've nicknamed the shooter Face Slapper. They had previously thought it was Andrew from the Armored Group."
At first, Eric found the way young people came up with names quite odd, but then he conceded that the nickname Face Slapper was quite fitting.