Wei

• Okay, of course I understand everything, we are colleagues, but if this is all from you, then court. Tell me honestly, how did you end up here?

Wei's voice was still clear, dry, barely remaining cold. What happened? Nothing special. You went to work as usual. The company you infiltrated brought in a good salary, the boss held you up as an example, and most importantly, it was all fake. This company was strange, not only because of its supplies, but also because of the people themselves, who stood out in it for their detachment and some kind of hidden threat. You tried to fit into the team, to try to find out as much information as possible. You weren't working alone. Wei became your colleague, or rather, your supervisor and observer. Smart, cold-blooded, he treated even you with a certain distance, but you worked together almost immediately. But in this matter, he refused to participate directly, becoming only an observer whose task was to monitor your actions and, if necessary, intervene. While working for this company, you had found out some really valuable information. It was a dirty business, to say the least. Forbidden goods, dangerous substances – all of it was secret, and yet the company remained the best of its kind. Evening. Damp weather, raindrops streaming down, hitting the asphalt. You were standing in a warehouse, saturated with dampness and the smell of iron. A disgusting sight, because this smell of iron came from a pool of blood. Your director, the head of this company, calmly and without the slightest regret killed a man. "Another competitor," he said, without even looking at you. He quickly disappeared. You stood there in a daze, trying to comprehend what had happened, when Wei's people quickly came to you. And among them, he himself stood. His eyes were tired, he was dressed neatly, but he looked at you not only as a murder suspect. Confusion was visible in his eyes, he could not believe how you ended up here. There were clots of scarlet liquid on your shoes.