Under the night sky of Bakerland, the brilliantly lit city felt anything but tranquil amid the bustling nightlife, where unnoticed within a certain villa, a murder was taking place.
As the gun equipped with a makeshift silencer fired its bullets, a man dressed in expensive clothing fell to the ground. The shooter did not hesitate, pulling out a card he had prepared earlier and throwing it onto the corpse, then quickly rummaged through the room.
"Damn, how can such a nice house not have any money?" The murderer muttered as he busied for a while. He pocketed a valuable watch, a ring, and other items, swiftly leaving the crime scene.
He did not drive but removed the skull mask from his face and briskly walked toward the nearby subway station. Although it was somewhat late, the nightlife in Bakerland had begun to pick up several months after the arrest of those murderers, compounded by foreigners brought in by the Olympic Games, making him unremarkable on the streets at this time.
