Squid Game Masked Officer Novels & Stories

He met the security man in charge. “Good Morning Sir” the young officer greeted “Good Morning officer” the security man answered. ‘I’m Officer Dave from Area G, 'he said, displaying his ID card. “I want to know if there’s any Ken working in this organization’ “I’m sorry inspector, I don’t have such right to release such information” The young officer laughed. He dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out a card. “Why are you hiding a criminal? We found his national ID card in a crime scene yesterday” he displayed the card to him.

If he called security, we were finished. I rushed forward and said loudly with a furrowed brow, "Sir, don't panic. We're on official business." I shot Henry a look, and he somehow produced a black leather wallet and flashed it in front of the man, though nothing could really be seen. He said, "I am Jack, an undercover officer on this ship, and this is my partner, Mary." "What?" The man looked even more confused. Just then, loud banging sounds suddenly came from the bathroom. The two tied-up players were desperately struggling.

🖤 🖤NESSA🖤 🖤 We arrived at the police station " hey Mk thanks earlier with Zeke " I said " nah no problem i just dont like the Aura I get when he is close " he replied " lol he's usually not like this I wonder what's his i " I said " how can i help you?" A police officer came and said " oh forgive my manners I'm detective Vanessa " i said showing him my ID "And I'm also a detective I'm Marvis " MK said showing him his ID.

He asked. "Yes yes sir." The recieved said with a shivering voice. "You know who is speaking right?" He asked again and the head of department replied with an overly excited and shivering yes. "Good, I need you to do something for me." He said and relayed a set of instructions to him before hanging up. "Now that's how you treat your wife well." He said as he unties the masquerade mask and placed it on the cabinet in the kitchen. As he did the dishes, Edward hummed to the song his favourite song and did a little saying around.

Upon entering the hall, he immediately looked around to ensure his men were already in their designated positions. After some time, Hyun-woo noticed a man wearing a masquerade mask and a leather jacket, engaged in a conversation with a group of people. However, as soon as the man spotted him, he quickly stood up and swiftly departed from the party venue. Hyun-woo immediately pressed the in-ear monitor and ordered his men to chase the possible target.

The four of us had just walked into the station when a police officer came to meet us. I was wearing a black facemask which covered half my face from the nose down to my jaw, and so was Hollow Reaper. “Can I help you Sirs?” the officer enquired unsuspiciously.

Wham! The masked woman slapped the man. At once, his cloth mask was knocked off. If Alex Rockefeller was here, he would have recognized this man who was none other than Frank Accardo’s son, Heath Accardo! “Bastard, your head is filled with garbage!” The masked woman was an envoy from Gokudo Soshiki. Her real name was Maiko Chiba.

“No need to worry. We have someone who can handle that.” Rico turned his head. “You mean him?” Mr. Cole nodded. The heavy metal door creaked open. Another figure stepped in wearing a suit, a polished watch, and a simple black mask. He didn’t look like the others. He looked official. “Gentlemen,” the man said in a composed tone. “Apologies for my lateness.” Mr. Cole gestured at him. “This is Mr. Hares, the man I told you about. Government officer. Handles customs and import clearances.”

An officer asked. My hands and legs were tied so that I wouldn't be able to move. Such a stupid thing. I stared at the man and let out a laugh, gripping the man with fear, but seconds later, he sat upright. "I am Morgan," I said. "You are a liar," he said and spat on my face. "Where is my bag?" I asked. The officer smiled, and said, "You came with clothes and a dead phone." I nodded and asked him to remove my mask. He did, although he was shocked that I deceived them with a mask.

Was anyone missing? "Alpha King-elect Sylvester Sterling," the guard standing behind me bellows as the door hits the wall. I turn to see a sharply dressed officer wearing a freshly ironed uniform, his badge, marking him as the sergeant in charge of this squad, shining as brightly as the gold rims of his glasses. "You are under arrest for accusation of murder."