Bangladeshi Spy Assassin
Copyright© 2025 by qiuchengwei30
Chapter 2
In Police Chief Mohammed Rahman’s office, the air was thick with the smell of tobacco and the tension of an impending mission.
Mohammed Rahman：Alright then! You’ll be in charge of this case, but you must change your clothes. Harris Hossain: Change clothes? Do you want me to go undercover and dress up?
Mohammed Rahman：Yes! You have to dress up to complete this task. Harris Hossain: What clothes should I wear? What would make me look cool? Mohammed Rahman laughed and said, “I like your dark humor, not your suits, Is it wearing a Lungi to go undercover!.” Note: (Lungi) is a type of men’s tubular salon originating in Southeast Asia, the Indian subcontinent. It is very popular in humid regions and is one of the most common men’s garments in Bangladesh, although it is generally not suitable for formal occasions.
Harris Hossain:Well, it’s a pity I’m not wearing a suit and tie. I was thinking I could go on missions looking as dashing as 007, but reality gave me a rude awakening; I can only be a knock-off 007.
Mohammed Rahman was amused by Harris Hossain again, saying, “You always make me laugh, you’re such a joy!”
Mohammed Rahman: Okay, stop chatting and hurry up and change your clothes, we’re going today!
Harris Hossain：Wow, today! It’s so fast! I’m not even ready yet. Mohammed Rahman：Don’t worry, I’m here and you can complete the mission smoothly. But please cooperate obediently, otherwise we might not be able to rescue them!
Harris Hossain(Bengali): জ্বী, স্যার! লক্ষ্য সম্পন্ন!Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!
Harris Hossain then took off his crisp police uniform and put on a pair of rumuk that smelled slightly like durian. He also deliberately smeared expired cosmetics that he had stolen from the police station’s evidence room on his face to make himself look like a “foreign laborer who hadn’t slept for three days and was only surviving on cheap Masala Chai.”
January during the Lunar New Year period The camera pans to the police chief’s office conference room. Rahman and Deputy Chief Bachchan are smoking and discussing the case. Bachchan is extremely dissatisfied that Rahman didn’t choose his recommended candidate, instead assigning this transnational drug bust mission to the heartbroken and unmotivated Harris Hossain. Bachchan believes it would be safer and more reliable for him to personally assign someone to accompany Harris Hossain, But Rahman believes that questioning his judgment in choosing the right person is problematic.
Rahman:ভাই! এটা কি সত্যিই করা প্রয়োজন? ওকে একা এই কাজটা করতে দেওয়ার ক্ষেত্রে কি আমার কোনও সমস্যা আছে?Brother! Is this really necessary? Do I have any problem letting him do this alone?
Bachchan:তুমি কী মনে করো? তুমি এত শান্ত কিভাবে হতে পারো? সে একাই পুরো সংগঠন ধ্বংস করতে সক্ষম! আমি তাকে শুধু “বড় ভাই” বলে ডাকবো!What do you think? How can you be so calm? He alone is capable of destroying the entire organization! I will just call him “Big Brother”!
Rahman chuckled and said, “Okay, if he succeeds in his mission, you can call him ‘Big Brother,’ but you might not hear him!”
Bachchan：What do you mean to say?!
Rahman: No, it’s nothing, I was just joking.