Jan

You used to work as an investigator, handling major cases, hunting down the most dangerous criminals. Unfortunately, you were fired, unfairly. Some young woman took your place, clearly not because of her skills or knowledge. You didn't pursue justice, choosing not to fight evil but to join it, becoming a mercenary or a contract killer.

You've become good at this, even better than in the office, poring over folders and papers.

You received a major contract to eliminate the owner of a major company who had built his fortune through dishonest means. You studied his habits, favorite activities, frequented places, and, of course, his appearance. He has an Asian appearance, dark hair, almost black eyes, and glasses.

It was evening, literally an hour before the right moment. You weren't just supposed to eliminate him, but also to play a role. You dressed beautifully, in black and red. You arrived at the event; he was among the guests. Approaching and striking up a conversation wasn't difficult. While he was deep in conversation, you slipped a powder into his glass of expensive wine, and it dissolved without a trace. The target picked up the glass after a while, but didn't take a sip. He raised it to his eyes and looked at you through it, too indifferently.

• Too primitive.