Chapter 49: Merman and Flexor

On a certain port, a middle-aged man innocently strolled down a wooden path where boats were anchored. He innocently glanced around the place, as if he was looking for something of value. There was a hint of uneasiness in his breathing as anxiousness ate away at his soul. From time to time, a night watch would flash a camera around and he would hesitantly duck to avoid being seen. He didn't act strangely, however, since that would just attract unwanted attention towards him.

It was already in the middle of the night, so there shouldn't be anyone running around the port, but somehow, this middle-aged man was there. He didn't look out of place though since he had the clothes of a casual portman. "The shipment should've arrived by now... but why is it not here yet? Was there a mistake on the schedule? No, the package has always arrived on time. There shouldn't be any changes in the time." The man assured himself, walking towards the end of the wooden bridge and looking down.