The Perfect Crime

This book is inspired by the 2019 Telugu film Nani's Gang Leader, but I've added my own creative twists to the story to give it a unique Taekook vibe. It's my first attempt at writing on Wattpad, and I hope you'll enjoy this Revengers journey with me. Please forgive any mistakes along the way as I'm learning through this process. Your support and feedback mean the world to me as I continue developing my writing!

ScarletRedJack(Author)

This book includes themes of:

Revenge

Family

Bonding

Romance

Crime

Thriller

Investigation

Angst

Characterdeath

Action

Violence

Loverbirds of this Gang Leader:-

Taekook (Taehyung & Jungkook)

Namjin (Namjoon & Seokjin)

Sope (Yoongi & Hoseok)

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Main Protagonists:

JEON JUNGKOOK

Character Description:

Age: 27 years old

Profession: Novelist

Background: Orphan

Personality: A struggling writer

Relationship Status: Single - Top

Family: Bestfriend of Park Jimin

KIM TAEHYUNG

Character Description:

Age: 29 years old

Profession: Office worker

Family: Lost someone dear to him

Personality: A humble worker

Relationship Status: Engaged - Bottom

Protagonists:

KIM NAMJOON & KIM SEOKJIN(NAMJIN)

Character Descriptions:

Kim Namjoon

Age: 43 years old

Profession: Runs a small bookstore called Moonknight

Relationship Status: Married to Kim Seokjin

Family: Lost someone dear to him

Kim Seokjin

Age: 46 years old

Profession: Runs a small bookstore called Moonknight

Relationship Status: Married to Kim Namjoon

Family: Lost someone dear to him

MIN YOONGI & JUNG HOSEOK(SOPE)

Character Descriptions:

Min Yoongi

Age: 35 years old

Profession: Runs a small dance studio called Hopeworld

Relationship Status: Married to Jung Hoseok

Family: Lost someone dear to him

Jung Hoseok

Age: 31 years old

Profession: Runs a small dance studio called Hopeworld

Relationship Status: Married to Min Yoongi

Family: Lost someone dear to him

PARK JIMIN

Character Description:

Age: 29 years old

Profession: Producer

Personality: Producer of his bestfriend's Novels

Relationship Status: Single

Family: Bestfriend of Jeon Jungkook

CHOI YEONJUN

Character Description:

Age: 12 years old

Profession: High School Student

Personality: Doesn't talk after a certain incident

Family: Lost someone dear to him

Antagonist:

LEE SU HYEOK

Character Description:

Age: 33 years old

Profession: F1 Racer

Personality: Arrogant and a bit Pschyo

Relationship Status: Single - Top

Family: Has a Bestfriend

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CHAPTER 1: THE PERFECT CRIME - 1

SEPTEMBER 30TH 2022

It was an unusually clear night, with the moon casting a silver glow over the bustling city of Seoul. In the distance, the lights of the city shimmered like a sea of stars, but on the outskirts, it was a different world. A looming, unconstructed building stood silent and abandoned, its dark silhouette blending into the quiet night.

The cold breeze whistled through its skeletal structure as if carrying secrets from the shadows. Parked in front of the building, an ambulance sat idle, its engine purring softly, waiting. Six masked men, clad in all black, moved swiftly toward it, their heavy luggages weighing them down. Their mission was clear, and their target lay across the road—the Seoul National ATM Bank.

The bank had just been refilled with cash. Perfect timing. The group of six had planned everything down to the last second. Two of the men broke into the bank with practiced ease, disabling what they could of the security system. But as they loaded the crisp ₹300 crore ($36 million) into their luggages, time slipped faster than they'd anticipated. The bank alarm pierced the cold night air, echoing through the streets like a predator's cry. The men scrambled, adrenaline pumping, their hearts pounding in their ears. Without a word, they rushed out, their hands tight around the handles of their bags.

The remaining five jumped into the ambulance, while the sixth man slid into the driver's seat. Tires screeched against the pavement as they sped off into the night. The police were already on their tail, sirens wailing in pursuit. The race was on. The six men, adrenaline-fueled, were ecstatic. "We did it!" one shouted over the roar of the engine. "No one can catch us!" another added, their cheers filling the tight space of the ambulance. But their victory was short-lived. The police were fast, and closing in.

The driver's eyes flicked up to the rearview mirror, his face hidden beneath his mask, calm amidst the chaos. His hands gripped the wheel tighter as he weaved through the winding streets. The sirens grew louder, but the police's trail was soon lost. They had done it. They were free. The men in the back cheered louder, their relief tangible, their victory undeniable. But something shifted.

Without warning, the ambulance screeched to a stop in the middle of a secluded road, far from the city's eyes. Silence replaced the chaos. Before any of the men in the back could ask what was happening, the driver reached into his jacket. In a swift, practiced motion, he pulled out a gun and turned toward his unsuspecting crew. His eyes gleamed with a cold, deadly intent as he smirked, almost amused by their confusion.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of gunfire ripped through the air. The men barely had time to react as their lives were snuffed out one by one. Blood splattered the walls of the ambulance, their cheers replaced with gasps and the deafening silence of death. The driver, now alone, let out a low, dark laugh. He glanced at the pile of bodies in the back and shook his head.

"Idiots," he muttered, stepping out of the ambulance. In the moonlight, his smirk twisted into something darker, something sinister. From the back of the vehicle, he retrieved a paint bucket filled with black paint. With precise strokes, he began to cover the white of the ambulance, erasing its identity. No longer an emergency vehicle—it was now his getaway car.

Once finished, he took a deep breath, staring at the gleaming black vehicle, now fully transformed. He moved toward the bags stuffed with cash, his laughter growing louder and crazier with each passing second. Hugging the luggages tightly, his voice dropped into a chilling tone.

"I never lose a race, motherfuckers."

The moon bore witness to his madness, casting long shadows over the bloodstained scene. And as the night deepened, the city remained unaware of the monster it had birthed—a man who killed not for survival, but for the thrill.

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