My Hitman System

"Ugh!" Anil moaned in pain as his consciousness returned.

While rubbing his right side of the neck he opened his eye as his blurry vision returned to normal.

A second later he immediately remembered about the ceremony and turned his head towards the clock.

"No…it can't be…." Anil's eyes widened as he immediately pushed himself off the floor.

Despair was evident on his face.

He reached for his phone the next moment only to realise it was not their in his side pocket.

"Where did I place it?!" Like a crazed man, he started looking for his phone all around the house only to find nothing.

With each passing second he was becoming more and more nervous but that didn't seem to help him in any way.

Anil hit his head with his fists a couple of times while muttering to himself, "Remember it! Remember it godammit!"

No matter how much he tried to remember he couldn't remember anything.

He didn't even know how he ended up on the floor.

The last thing that he remembered was entering the apartment after dropping off his sister.

Five minutes later he finally gave up on finding his phone and decided to rush to his office instead.

However, the moment Anil tried to open the door he found it locked.

"What the hell?!"

Bam! Bam! Bam!

He tried to slam open the door, but it was ineffective. With his paltry strength, he had no hope of breaking it.

"Somebody! Open the door!"

As a result, he could only rely on attracting somebody's attention while banging on the door continuously.

A pity, all his neighbours on the floor were at work right now.

No matter how many times he banged and called for help there was no response from the other side.

A few moments later, he finally stopped his futile attempts.

His head turned towards the small balcony, and he seemed to have made a decision.

'I must reach the office no matter what,' Anil thought the next second and approached the balcony.

Losing the job meant that he would be unable to provide for his sister.

While all this was going on Jin finally reached Rennard Street.

He got off the taxi and in a quiet corner changed into Anil's appearance.

There was a CCTV camera near the apartment's entrance so he didn't want to take any chance.

With Anil's appearance, Jin made his way towards Anil's apartment.

He entered the elevator and pressed the button with '4th Floor' written on it.

Soon after he arrived at the front of the apartment, unlocked the door and finally opened it up.

"Fuck!" At this moment Anil's body was hanging down from the balcony's railing like a kite.

His leg had no hold and his arms were the only thing that kept him from falling down.

Fifty feet below him was a secluded parking space with not much human presence.

It was only when Anil shifted all his weight to his arms that were holding the railing that he understood that he lacked the strength to enact this plan of his.

"I can't die yet!" Anil no longer cared about the job. As long as he was alive he could struggle and find another job for himself.

While grittimg his teeth Anil pulled himself up with all his might until his head was above the railings.

By this point, he was exhausted and his forearms were burning but he was still not out of danger.

He still needed to pull himself a bit more to secure a foothold.

It was then that he noticed the door opening.

'Great! It must be my sister, I can ask for her help!' This thought appeared in Anil's mind when he saw the door opening.

In his precarious situation the thought that it was too early for her sister to return home never occurred to him.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

What happened the next moment shocked his very being.

A man with the same appearance as his entered his house and started looking around as if searching for something or someone.

The next moment when his gaze met with Anil's his eyes widened in surprise and he immediately rushed towards the balcony to help him.

Anil seeing the figure that looked exactly like him running towards him lost his bearing.

The hand which had been holding himself there for so long momentarily lost its strength and slipped.

Both Jin's and Anil's eyes widened at this development.

"Help-!" That was the last words that left Anil's mouth.

Thud!

Smash!

A loud noise entered Jin's ears a second later as Anil's body lay lifelessly on top of a smashed roof of the car.

A pool of blood started forming around him soon after.

"Fuck! What the hell was he thinking?!" Jin exclaimed in frustration.

He rushed downstairs in a hurry to assess the situation.

While he was making his way downstairs Jin called up the ambulance on Anil's phone which was with him.

When he reached the place Jin saw a few people had already started gathering around Anil.

They were whispering things among each other, some were taking photographs while a few were calling the ambulance on their phones.

Seeing the people the earlier thought of helping soon faded away from Jin's mind.

He realized that his appearance was still that of Anil's and decided to retreat to a secluded region.

After changing his appearance to that of a random person Jin joined the crowd and stayed their while waiting for the ambulance.

Nobody tried to move Anil fearing that they might worsen his state.

An ambulance arrived soon after.

"GreenField Hospital" That's what the name on the ambulance said.

The medical professionals immediately rushed out, carefully placed Anil's body on a stretcher and carried him back to the ambulance.

A middle-aged lady who knew Anil's identity also sat inside the ambulance and it left soon after.

Seeing all this happening Jin felt a sense of guilt, pity and sadness welling up inside him.

Normally he would have just termed it as an unfortunate accident and left the scene but the problem was Anil's memories.

They invoked in him a sense of empathy for him and his sister.

This feeling was also why he had made sure that no doubt would lay upon him regarding the assassination today...but it seemed that all of efforts were for naught.

Jin soon booked a cab and went to the hospital to assess the situation there.

After asking his way out in the hospital Jin soon found his way to the emergency ward.

Outside the ward when Jin saw the lady who had come along with the ambulance sitting on a seat nearby.

Tension was apparent on her face.

Jin approached the lady and passed the Anil's phone to her.

"I found this not far from the place he fell, I think it belongs to him," Jin said.

"Oh, thank you," The lady thanked him and accepted the phone.

"How's he doing?" Jin asked her.

"His condition is very severe, that's what the doctors said when I asked. I hope everything goes well…he even has a little sister. Just what would go through her if after losing her parents she would also lose her brother now," The lady lamented.

Jin talked with her for a few moments and got to know that she was familiar with the little sister that's how she was able to figure out Anil's identity.

"Um, young man, can you do me a favour?" The lady asked all of a sudden.

"What is it?" Jin asked.

"Can you bring his sister here? All I know is that she's a student in Wellswart School and is in 9th grade…" The lady requested.

"All right," Jin replied.

He understood what she was worried about.