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"We have a slight problem, Sir." A frail looking man said.

"I didn't give you a difficult task, how can there be a problem!?" Bronson shouted in return.

The frail man was holding an open laptop in his hands and practically hid behind it when Bronson shouted at him. "I-I did what you said but we can't see his face..."

"Why not?" Bronson asked while taking deep breaths to calm down.

"It's just too dark and-"

"WHAT! Turn on the fucking night vision mode then you idiot!" Bronson's anger swelled again, his face turning as red as a tomato. He felt a sudden urge to beat the frail man to death for causing him to get so angry but he suppressed this feeling.

"I-I did that, Sir! B-But we s-still can't see his f-face." The frail man replied, taking a step back and hiding even more behind his laptop than before.