Descent of Demon god

AM 06: 10

5th Floor, Simyang City Regional University Hospital Ward.

There was a man lying with a grumpy face in the hospital room of six people.

He is the head of three divisions of the Public eye unit.

According to the E.R. surgeon, he had a full workup, and even though he was shot, a week in advance came out.

[No infection or regenerative therapy, so you can rest in the hospital room for about a week and return to work.]

A week later, he was discharged and said he could do desk work.

It was a relief.

‘Ah... Shut up. ’

I was secretly annoyed by the sound of the TV playing loudly in the room.

I couldn't tell you to turn down the TV because it's a shared room.

It was because the old people were the only ones who had been assigned a room.

‘Can't you sleep? ’

Grandma, without grandpa, the elderly really did not sleep.

The TV was even on all night.

‘Dammit, he's still shot, but we can get him into the Oval Office for injury insurance. ’

Tinnitus grumbles in his heart.

I liked it last night because it was covered by insurance, but it's also salty.

As soon as a week's preposition letter was received, he naturally gave it to a shared room unit.

Glug glug!

I fluctuated on the boat for food.

He woke up in the morning after receiving regenerative therapy without eating dinner yesterday, and asked to sleep on an empty stomach.

A nurse came into the room.

“How are you feeling? ”

I asked the nurse to check on my condition.

“When can I have dinner there? ”

“Ah, a meal. Wait a minute."

The nurse looked at the chart of the patient, smiling and saying.

“If you're on rounds at noon and you're feeling better, you can die by lunch. ”

“Ugh.”

The face of the dead has become a statue.

I was so hungry, I couldn't wait for lunch.

I knew I shouldn't have, but I asked something else in my mind in case the name came up.

“Do you smoke cigarettes...”

Then I heard the TV in his ears.

Breaking news. I'm sorry to hear that. Earlier this morning, an official announcement was made by an executive, Son Mo, and other members of the Firehead organization who were arrested as drug offenders, that they had escaped from a public prison.

“What?”

He stared at the TV screen as his face became stiff.

On the screen, the Director's press conference started with the NSA CCTV screen.

Chief Song Wei Kang, an honest MCU officer, was killed while he was on the run copying their crime scene data. This matter will never be overseen by the public….

“Damn it!”

A loud voice erupts from his mouth.

The news of his escape is absurd, and the chief of Songwigang, his direct supervisor, is dead.

What the hell just happened? ’

There was an emergency in the public safety office within 12 hours of being admitted.

I woke up on my bed, not lying down.

“Sir! ”

The nurse panicked and tried to lay him down.

He pushes her aside and calls out in an urgent voice.

“I need to be discharged immediately. ”

“I was so overwhelmed...”

Bam!

Despite the nurse's frustration, the tinnitus roughly pulls out the needle of fluid that was stuck in his arm with the face described above.

Blood or no blood flows from the arm or needles, the duodenum staggers and runs out of the room.

The nurse yelled as she chased after him.

"Recruitment patient!"

* * *

AM 06: 45

Xingyang City Public Security Office.

The gate was not even open, but the atmosphere of the National Park was literally a portrait home in the number of undocumented victims.

All public officials in the area were summoned early to clean up the mess.

"Ow! Ow!"

“(* Sobbing *) Does it make sense that I can't see my husband's body right now after delivering this information? ”

The families were crying and mourning in front of the shrine, but even the body could not be confirmed by autopsy.

Ordinarily, civilians would need the consent of their families to be dissected through an autopsy, but the public police are always risking their lives to obtain an autopsy consent at the time of execution.

The public access routes were heavily guarded by non-personnel access tapes.

“That's all the CCTV footage is saying, but isn't the NSA hiding something? ”

“Why do you control the media? ”

It was because of the crowded reporters outside the site.

Since the press conference with the head of the Ministry of Public Affairs, journalists have been in front of the Ministry of Public Affairs.

Thanks to this, the public defenders who were summoned at dawn were struggling.

“Once the results of the survey come back, we will announce our position at the press conference. In the meantime, please step away from the press! ”

The police who are controlling the entrance shouted.

Even after almost half an hour of repetition, the journalists had no sign of retreating.

Then a journalist shouted, pointing to the black sedan that enters the entrance to the site.

“No. If there's no one else to pass, why did you let me in that car? It wasn't a public service vehicle. ”

“Isn't this different? Let us in! ”

The screams of one journalist drove the other journalists crazy.

The police blocking the camp in front of the control tape failed to conceal their embarrassment.

Meanwhile, the Director's Office on the first floor of the Public Works Office.

Someone is backpacking and staring at the confused government.

This white-haired middle-aged man is Yookyun Sang, director of public safety in Xiongyang City.

Looking out the window, he turns his head and opens his mouth.

“So what you're saying is that there's a Firehead and a guy in an interrogation room dressed like that? Deputy Director.”

His opponent was Deputy Director Foil.

His posture, sitting on the chairman's couch, seemed quite uncomfortable.

Another doctor from the medical team came in early and stuck a dislocated shoulder and elbow bone, but it was only a temporary fix because the cartilage was damaged.

However, because he was the only one who survived last night, he couldn't go to the hospital and was called to the director's office for questioning.

“Didn't I tell you before? Director, the Fifth Wave Striker is here to quarantine an unknown Muslim....”

Again, again!

With a verbal tone, Director Yoohyun presses the button on his desk.

The beam was then fired from the ceiling of the bureau, and 3D stereoscopic images were output on the circular table in the middle.

Stereographic images were CCTV images of the fourth interrogation room on the fifth floor of the basement.

“What?”

In the video, I saw Deputy Director Foil sleeping almost as if he was in an interrogation room chair.

Drum, drum, drum!

He was even snoring and sleeping.

I heard all the CCTV footage was erased except one file, but it wasn't.

"I was sleeping like that? '

He didn't even understand that he had slept peacefully in the chaos.

Lord Hoyle was embarrassed and tried to explain.

“Sir, this is...”

Boom!

Director Yoohyun punched the desk with his fist and raised his voice.

“Two total CCTV footage from the USB of the dead Songwigang chief! The footage in the press and this. I couldn't show this video to the press because of the dignity of my car's public safety. Do you understand what I'm saying? ”

I did.

The USB stick was in the mouth of the dead Songwigang chief.

NSA investigators have now speculated that the Songwigang chief was killed on the fifth floor of the CCTV room when they fled with the USB.

Thanks to this, the current chief of Songwigang praised himself.

“Even an honest C.O. is so selfless. The Deputy Director of Public Security was locked up in an interrogation room. ”

“Goku, sir. You're mistaken! No...”

“I don't want to hear it. He knows that he will be suspended indefinitely after an interrogation with the Three Musketeers and until guidance comes down from the top. ”

Director Lee Hye-gyeong woke up on notice from his office.

Then hurriedly rushed in front of him, knelt down and cried.

“Sir, you're mistaken. Look at my shoulder and my arm. I got caught up in an interrogation with that Muslim, and I got all sorts of hairs...”

Knock, knock!

Then someone knocked on the door of the Director's office.

Since there was still a deputy director, Director Yoo Yoo tried to send back someone who knocked on the door.

“I don't know what's going on, but come in a little later. ”

Sir, it's urgent.

He said it was urgent, and asked Director Yoohyun to come in eventually.

Meanwhile, Lord Hoyle went to the couch and pretended to be okay.

The male detective rushed into the Director's office and handed out the envelope.

“What's so urgent about this... Hmm? ”

The impression of Director Yoohyun, who saw the august city hall hall sign on the documents that were torn and removed, was solidified.

At the bottom of the document, there was someone's job title and stamp.

The reception room of the NSA at the same time.

On the couch in the reception room, there was a man relaxing drinking coffee in a neat suit.

He was Yooseong, who promised to remove the thousand coins within 12 hours.

“Bullshit.”

There was a man in his early 40s who was sitting tightly in front of Yooseong with a hot beard.

He was the leader of the Major Crimes Unit, Oh Yu-bong.

I told Yooseong that he was drinking coffee with unwanted eyes.

“I think I believe in something. Break that dream. You know, the city is no good, and our Director doesn't give in to solicitation or external pressure. It's not gonna work out that way. ”

The reason he said this was simple.

It was because he brought a request to release the 'person’ who is locked up in the interrogation room.

From Xingyang City to the lawyer of a pretty famous law firm.

“I don't know. Let's wait for now. ”

Yooseong smiled and relaxed.

Team Leader Oh Yu-bong sticks out his tongue, watching him speak on purpose but not over.

‘Young man looks like a grunt. ’

But this time, I was sure it wouldn't go his way.

The public affairs state it now, but the man in the interrogation room was ordered to be investigated by the city hall.

But how are you going to get it out?

“Hmph. You ready to grab some coffee and get out of here?" It's hard for reporters to pull the car out of the barricade... ”

It was just then.

“Sir!"

A detective from the Director's office opened the door to the reception room.

But it wasn't enough to come in.

No?

Director Lee Yoo-kyun also followed behind.

“Chu, loyalty! ”

Team Leader Oh Yu-bong, who was sitting in a stiff position, got up in a frenzy and saluted the giant.

Director Yoohyun lightly nodded his head and said to Cho Yooseong.

“Assistant Director Joe. It's been a while.”

“How are you? Director, I'm sorry to barge in on you like this. ”

Yooseong stood up and bowed his head politely.

Looking at the look or tone of Director Yooseong Yooseong's face.

“I apologize in advance for my inability to entertain you because the atmosphere is so ambient. Did Director Yoon write the request form? ”

“That's right.”

“Now that I have the seal, I'll pay you right away. ”

"What?"

Team Leader Oh Yu-bong couldn't hide his embarrassment.

Of course, he thought that the request statement would not be passed in the Director's office without diligence.

But something absurd happened.

The official request for release was sent down by the Director himself to approve it.

‘What the hell...’

Yooseong smiled at him as he was being absurd.

On the smile of winning, Oeubung's face distorted.

* * *

Choo-dong!

The door of the elevator opens, accompanied by Oyu-bong, first squad leader.

Yooseong, who was waiting in the lobby, bowed his head.

“You had a lot of antiquities. Mr. Moon.”

“Unseasonably?”

I heard the voice of Yooseong's voice with a curious voice.

[I created an identity and temporarily named it because I didn't know your name. If you can provide us with your original name, we'll take care of the modification.]

He nodded lightly with a expressionless face in his voice.

But deep down, I thought it was very sophisticated.

The temporary name resembles the heavenly home of his descendants, the heavenly home.

“Who's next to you? ”

“I am LEE Hyun from KD Law Firm, our advisory firm. The lawyer worked hard on the paperwork overnight. ”

“I'm Lee Hyun.”

Attorney Lee Hyun gave a light funeral.

After introducing him, Yooseong pointed to the outside of the hearing hall with his palm.

“This place is a mess, so I'll take you to the headquarters. ”

As Yooseong said, the lobby was crowded with detectives and investigators.

They were doing some research, like drawing white lines on the lobby floor in front of the elevator and taking blood from where the bodies were.

Yooseong, the first team leader, said with a frustrated glance to Cho Yeonseong, who was about to leave the temple.

“Hey, dramatic outfit. I don't know how tall you are, but don't think this is it. Careful. I'm Team Leader Oh Yu-bong, watching you. ”

It was a warning to get out of the public safety office.

When she tried to stop, she took him to the black sedan in front of the temple, saying that she didn't need to deal with Yooseong and her lawyer Lee Hyun.

Even as she boarded the vehicle, Oeubung stared at her angry face like a stork.

Yooseong who was sitting next to the car door closed said as if he was relieved.

“Well done. You have a lot of eyes, and you have to deal with the head of Homeland Security in order to...”

At that time, she was staring at the window and grabbed her hands lightly.

“Unh!”

He suddenly grabbed his abdomen and fell down, trembling as he turned around and tried to enter the temple.

The inspectors nearby were startled to lift him up.

‘Oops…’

No matter what I saw, I must have done something thousand years ago.

Yooseong, who was embarrassed, urgently said to the driver in the front seat.

“Let's go. ”

A quick sighting driver quickly stepped on Axel.

He breathed deeply as he walked past the press corps that were barricading them on the access road to the NSA site.

“I understand your concern, but if you overreact...”

“What time is it? ”

“Yes? Right now? ”

Yooseong's face became stiff as she tried to ask a sudden question.

In the meantime, I was wondering if he wanted to be held accountable for being late for his appointment.

“If this is because of a treaty, I will forgive you. I tried to get it done as fast as I could. Um...”

Yooseong touched the smartphone on his wrist.

[AM 07: 17]

“Seventeen o'clock. Arrival was around six o'clock, waiting for the official request to be approved inside…”

“That's a lot of excuses. ”

'Ha.'

In the cold voice of a thousand millennia, Yooseong sighed.

He had experienced a lot of writers while working in Human Resources to get talent.

'Are you trying to increase your ransom by grabbing the bag? You're smarter than I thought.'

I was annoyed and wanted to keep quiet, but I invested a lot in him.

I've already reported it to the board.

I thought Tyler was the right guy.

“Yes. I lost. I can't help it. I'm sure you broke some appointment times, so I asked the director to...”

52517;!

It wasn't even close to the end.

Yooseong was wearing a flexible smartphone on his left wrist and cracked.

Surprised, his left hand falls to the floor of the vehicle, centered on where the crack broke.

“Shhhhh!”

Yooseong cried out in the pain of the wrist cut.

Then I said to him in a dull voice.

“I've been trying to get it over with, but there's a lot to talk about. ”

“Ha, ha...”

“You said you had a hard night for me, so I ended it on my wrist, not my arm. ”

It was a beautiful way of looking at it.

However, there were no words in his ears that were suffering.

"Ugh, I... I can't believe you actually cut it..."

I regretted not considering the warning that the thousand women had given me.

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