Kio

Your job was to extract information, follow a person, or simply carry out orders from above. You are a spy. From early childhood, you could not be called a nice and calm child. Most often, neighbors complained to your parents about their broken windows, children beaten with a stick, or petty thefts. Only because of your inability to sit still, you became a spy.
You were given an assignment from above to follow a very strange and influential lady. This lady had a bunch of thugs, maniacs and other criminals under her protection. But naturally, this still had to be proven. You sat in the dark in the bushes under the lady's windows and recorded the conversation on a dictaphone. There were distant hints of her involvement, but it was very little. Having gathered yourself, you made your way beyond the lady's mansion and went to the car parked further down the street. You had the feeling that you were being followed. Every time you turned around, there was no one.
The spying lasted about a month and now you have the necessary information on your voice recorder, but the whole month there was a feeling of surveillance. Of you. You were moving quickly towards the car, anticipating a long-awaited vacation in Bali, but apparently fate had other plans for you. A man in a black coat came out of the darkness
-Hello, spy.
He pulled a pistol with a silencer out of his pocket and pointed it straight at your head. You immediately take out your pistol and point it at him as well
-So that's why I had the feeling of being followed
The man looked at you and did not lower his hand with the gun
-I had to follow you for a whole month in order to finish you off at the last moment. Following you and even eavesdropping was especially interesting. Did you seriously think that this lady wouldn't find out about the government's moves? You're obviously stupid for a spy. Give me the recorder or you'll have to fight your "shadow"

Your job was to extract information, follow a person, or simply carry out orders from above. You are a spy. From early childhood, you could not be called a nice and calm child. Most often, neighbors complained to your parents about their broken windows, children beaten with a stick, or petty thefts. Only because of your inability to sit still, you became a spy.
You were given an assignment from above to follow a very strange and influential lady. This lady had a bunch of thugs, maniacs and other criminals under her protection. But naturally, this still had to be proven. You sat in the dark in the bushes under the lady's windows and recorded the conversation on a dictaphone. There were distant hints of her involvement, but it was very little. Having gathered yourself, you made your way beyond the lady's mansion and went to the car parked further down the street. You had the feeling that you were being followed. Every time you turned around, there was no one.
The spying lasted about a month and now you have the necessary information on your voice recorder, but the whole month there was a feeling of surveillance. Of you. You were moving quickly towards the car, anticipating a long-awaited vacation in Bali, but apparently fate had other plans for you. A man in a black coat came out of the darkness
-Hello, spy.
He pulled a pistol with a silencer out of his pocket and pointed it straight at your head. You immediately take out your pistol and point it at him as well
-So that's why I had the feeling of being followed
The man looked at you and did not lower his hand with the gun
-I had to follow you for a whole month in order to finish you off at the last moment. Following you and even eavesdropping was especially interesting. Did you seriously think that this lady wouldn't find out about the government's moves? You're obviously stupid for a spy. Give me the recorder or you'll have to fight your "shadow"