The Retired Mercenary's Great Retaliation
I was a retired mercenary.
A middle-aged man like me, without any ‘proper’ skills, could only work as a stockkeeper at a private company.
On my first day at work, the warehouse lost an important item, and I was accused of stealing it.
My new colleagues scoffed. "Hand over what you stole, you penniless loser! This warehouse hasn't lost anything for eight years. If you hand over the stolen item, we'll submit an appeal letter on your behalf when you get arrested by the police."
I stepped forward to look at a mark left behind in the corner. "I can find what was stolen."
The entire warehouse fell silent.
When my boss arrived after hearing the news, he scrutinized me condescendingly. "If you can find the stolen item, I'll give you half of the company shares. If you fail, you'll have to pay with your life!"