My Hitman System

When he arrived at the place Jin took a deep sigh of relief when he saw that the place was empty. 'I thought they might have placed someone to guard the place,'

Even though he was relieved Jin didn't let his guard down and discreetly made his way towards the place where the figure of a lying man was made with chalk on the ground.

When he arrived there Jin closed his eyes. He tried to remember how things happened between him and that thief last night and tried to remember the trajectory of the stone.

'I think at that time I heard the voice of the stone striking the ground from ahead,' With this thought in mind Jin walked towards the suspected area.

He took out his phone and under the light of the back flashlight started examining the area. To make sure that the light didn't attract unwanted attention he squatted down and held the phone very close to the ground.

It had not even been a minute and Jin was all covered up in sweat. Although the humid night played some part the main fault lay in his tense mental state.

After rummaging through one area Jin moved to another. He was becoming more stressed with time and doubts started entering his mind.

'Did the police already find the stone?'

'God dammit! I shouldn't have gone out to drink yesterday...'

'Please...please be here,'

As his mind was welcoming all kinds of thoughts Jin didn't stop his hands from rummaging around for the stone for even a second. A few minutes later his mask was all soiled with his sweat so he pulled it down and continued with the search.

He changed locations five times and each time he found nothing. Anxiety was about to fully consume Jin but as if luck was still on his side he suddenly felt a familiar feeling when he grabbed one of the stones.

His whole being paused as his eyes focused fully on that particular rock. He rolled that stone in his palm and under the light of the flashlight he examined it in great detail.

He soon noticed a small reddish tint which was barely visible and a wide smile appeared on his face.

He almost wanted to jump in excitement but he contained himself. His eyes once again examined the stone. 'With this, I don't need to worry about anything,'

Jin's breathing stopped all of a sudden. He could feel his heart beating faster and faster to the point that he wouldn't be surprised if it burst out of his chest.

The reason for the sudden change in mood was a hand that had suddenly grabbed Jin's left shoulder.

Jin slowly turned around to see who it was. The face wasn't visible but through the lights from his phone, the man's sleeves were visible. It was the typical blue colour representing the police uniform. It was also at this moment he realized that his face was no longer being covered by a mask...

"What are you doing here you rasca-" Before the man could say anything further Jin smashed the stone in his hand right at the man's face.

Jin had lost control of his rational thoughts as the fear of going to prison fully took over him.

Seeing the disoriented policeman wobbling a few steps backwards after being hit by the stone, Jin grabbed the knife's hilt and pulled it out of his belt.

Without a second thought in his mind, he rushed towards the man to stab him to death.

Seeing Jin's figure rushing towards him the policeman panicked and tripped down. He groaned from the pain.

Without further ado, Jin pounced at him.

Before the man could make any more noise Jin shoved his forearm into the man's mouth and plunged the knife into his neck.

The man who had just gotten plunged with a knife into his neck bit onto Jin's forearm since he was unable to scream.

Jin grimaced in pain but no sound came out of his mouth. He instead tightened his grip on the hilt and twisted the blade. Blood squirted out of the man's neck and covered Jin's hands and a few parts of his clothes.

Jin didn't care about that. At this moment his focus was only on the man's eyes. He was staring right into the policeman's eyes. He saw all sorts of emotions welling up in the man's eyes.

Fear, anger, resentment and finally regret...regret that it was his watch tonight...he wouldn't have been dead if he was not on duty tonight.

Jin kept the knife plunged until he saw the man's vitality going away from his eyes. He finally let go a few seconds after the man's eyes became vacant.

By now a stem of clarity had been brought back in Jin's mind. He had no time for remorse. If he hadn't done that then he would be in jail the next moment.

Jin wiped the blood off the blade and stuck it back in his belt. He had no intention of leaving the killing tool behind this time. He picked up his phone and looked around a bit and soon discovered the stone with which he had smashed the man's face.

Jin placed the stone in his pocket and surveyed the area. Only after ensuring that he had not left anything behind did he leave the scene. He didn't forget to put back his mask while doing so.

Jin made his way through the dark narrow streets of the slum once again and made it back to his house. It took him much longer compared to when he was going because, throughout the return journey, he was keeping a close eye on his surroundings.

When he entered his house Jin made sure not to turn on the lights as he didn't want to alert any of his neighbours. He then proceeded to wash the blood stains off his knife and cleaned it thoroughly in the sink with soap.

After thinking a bit he did the same with the stone and rinsed it with soap. He just felt that doing so would reduce his chances of getting caught so he did it.

The next step was washing the blood off his clothes and himself. After about an hour Jin was all freshened up and exhausted so he dragged his weary body to his bed.

He had thought that the thought of killing people would haunt him and he would not be able to sleep but nothing of that sort happened. The moment his head hit the pillow he fell asleep.