The Ghost Of Death

The Ghost Of Death
Everyone has a plan


It was late in the day, but the dark atmosphere still enveloped the room where Neha lay. Her body is now drowned on the floor of the room in the villa owned by Karis Paseha.


A bluish bruise almost adorns every part of her tiny body. His long black hair was very messy, on his sweet face only the remaining tear stain had dried up.


The small body that had been shrouded in pain was still trying to sustain his life. Neha did not want to die in this horrible way.


Although he was an orphan and had no parents, even though he had no one in this world Neha still wanted to survive to live. Although Neha had no place to lean or burden for her to bear she did not want to give up on Karis who turned out to be a very terrible mustard.


With the rest of his strength and diligence that he had the girl was finally able to stand up. The pain all over his body could not hinder his desire to escape from this terrifying place.


Neha spread her eyes across the room. Finally he found the clothes that he wore last night, he had not had time to wear all his clothes someone unlocked the door of the room that Neha occupied.


The girl slowly retreated her steps. His face that was already filled with a bluish-red color due to the torment from Karis, could only let out a deeply frightened expression.


A burly man entered the room that had fallen apart. The man seemed to bring a tray of food and drink to Neha.


With no manners the burly man placed the tray of food he carried onto the table which he had justified his position because the table had been overturned irregularly.


"Eat!" said the burly man.


"Where's Karis?" neha asked with great fear.


The man turned to Neha, who no longer looked like a man.


"Pollute through the door next to the kitchen. If you walk down the path into the forest for half an hour, you will find the village" said the man.


Although his stature looks creepy but it turns out his heart is good too.


"Under the tray there is money for your fare back, be careful not to be caught again.


"The caris will be here tomorrow, so hurry up and escape before nightfall!" advice of the burly man.


"Thank you Sir!" said Neha.


Without saying anything else the burly man immediately walked out of Neha's room.


Sometimes light comes in no direction.


So rest assured there is always light wherever you are.


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Raga sits behind the steering wheel of a car parked in the parking lot of a building. Black hats and masks had already covered his beautiful face.


His eagle eyes looked alert with the atmosphere around, his palm that had been wrapped by black leather gloves was seen squeezing the steering wheel.


Raga is waiting for Karis Paseha in a hotel parking lot. This is Raga's plan, he's going to kidnap Karis Paseha in a public place and throw the country into an uproar.


Raga doesn't want to be famous, but she wants to show everyone what Karis has done. He wanted to make a new punishment for lowly criminals who only dared to torture weak humans.


If the criminals can act arbitrarily, then why can't he have fun with his victims who deserve to be punished.


I don't want to hide anymore like a rat in a sewer.


Karis, who was escorted by his staff, had just stepped out of the parking elevator.


Raga counted how many people Karis had brought to this place. He also compared all the people who went hand in hand with Karis with the data collected by the 4th team led by him.


After the robbing number of about 10 people approached Karis' car, Raga got out of his car.


With the usual steps the young man approached Karis' entourage. This time Karis brought 4 heavy bodyguards and certainly trained. But Raga's footsteps did not falter at all, the young man with many piercings in his ears that he had already taken off kept walking incantations towards his target.


Upon seeing Raga's arrival, the four bodyguards of Karis instantly put up their bodies to protect the handsome Actor from Raga's attack. Karis and his staff who could not defend themselves immediately rushed into the car.


One bodyguard Karis advanced to block Raga's move. With just a movement, the body of the first bodyguard was slammed into the concrete floor of the parking lot.


Because seeing their comrades crippled quickly the three of them attacked Raga simultaneously.


Raga swung his right leg kick forward and immediately made the second bodyguard fall backward. Raga grabbed the palm of the third bodyguard that was on her right side.


Kratakkkk


I don't know what broke, but Raga who was in front of the third bodyguard has now switched positions behind the third bodyguard.


Using the body of the third bodyguard as a pedestal Raga did a flying kick with both feet towards the fourth bodyguard.


Because they do not want to tired themselves and give time Karis who is already in the car to run away. Raga immediately pulled the gun out of her pants pocket.


Bams...Bams...Bam


Three bullets in the form of sharp arrows were already lodged in each of the legs of the Karis bodyguards.


Raga immediately approached the car Karis who had roared wanted to leave. Again Karis' intention was read by Raga. But the car did not want to move even though the Driver had stepped on the gas pedal with all his strength.


Apparently Raga had removed the two rear wheels of Karis' car, Raga also squeezed a tool in his hand.


It didn't take half a minute, everyone in Karis' car fainted.


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Detectives Senki and Detectives Morgan and Leo are busy in a room in the police force of course. The three of them seemed busy with many documents about the typical Silver Star and Blue Moon.


They seem eager to uncover the Blue Moon killer on a television show, as a result of which they gather all kinds of evidence they may have missed when they handled the case first.


"What are you doing?" a man in General's clothes entered Detective Senki's room without permission.


"Sir Chief, we're preparing for a show on television tomorrow!" detective Morgan said very politely.


Detectives Morgan and Leo immediately stood up and saluted the General who had just entered their room, but Detective Senki did not budge at all even though the person who entered the room was his own father.


"Senki, we need to talk for a second. Come to my room!" said the old but still so healthy man.


"Speaking what, I'm busy today!" Detective Senki doesn't seem to care at all about his father's position being far above him.