Descent of Demon god

PM 11: 45

“Ha… ha…”

Someone is breathing out loud in the quiet fourth interrogation room.

It was Deputy Director Foil-kyung of the NSA, who was soaked in cold sweat.

His position on the chair seemed very uncomfortable.

His arms were stretched out, but when he looked down at his shoulders, he was dislocated.

‘Ugh. Damn you. I can't believe you dislocated a bone like this. ’

Lord Hoyle insulted me.

Although only the scapula appeared dislocated, the elbow was dislocated as well.

Even if I move just a little, the pain is not a joke.

"How did I end up like this, Deputy Director? ’

Across the street from him, you see a thousand women sitting in a chair with their eyes closed.

It was a peaceful face to meditate on.

‘Goddamn it. Are you saying you're not worried about holding me hostage? ’

I did.

He became a hostage for a thousand years.

He, the Deputy Director of the Department of Public Affairs, will be held hostage in the interrogation room of the Department of Public Affairs and become restless.

"Fuck!"

It was a pity that he had revealed his position from the beginning.

He was the best hostage.

She sent Chief Song Wei Kang and the two detectives away from the observation room with a warning not to bother them anymore, leaving the only one as a hostage.

The interrogation room and observation room were almost one room because of the broken special glass.

What the hell are you guys doing? ’

Lord Foil looked at the CCTV cameras on the ceiling.

The only place I could see the interrogation room was the CCTV room, because the observation room couldn't do my job.

‘We have to do something. Why is there no news of their imminent arrival? ’

My insides boil.

According to Chief Song Wei Kang of the Gang, the Special Forces and the 5th Battalion are returning from their mission.

Even on the north side of the city's outskirts, we had to arrive within 40 minutes.

But still no news.

The dislocated bones caused me so much pain, and I was so distressed that I was looking at the thousandfold realization.

‘Yuck. Just let it go. Chief Song, he'll send you to the edge of the gate. ’

I resented that Chief Song called himself after work.

I kept waiting for the rescue, but I looked carefully at Lord Hoilkyung, feeling like he was going to bleed out.

It was late, so I was wondering if you were sleeping there.

I couldn't even feel a thing.

The deputy director, Sir Foil, who was watching, carefully tried to get up from the chair.

Ugh!

“One more step and I'll break your leg bones. ”

Huff!

I thought my heart was failing.

I woke up just a little bit and said without opening my eyes.

Bloop!

Just like Deputy Director Foil did when, he put his chair back on his butt like a yo-yo lady.

I was closing my eyes, but I could only see that much movement.

“I should have broken your legs in the first place. ”

‘!!! ’

Lord Hoyle no longer dreamed of sneaking away because of his annoying mumbling voice.

Deputy Director Foil grumbles inside.

"What the hell is he doing with his eyes closed? ’

It was crazy.

There was a reason why she meditated like this.

He had time to sort out and accept some of the information that had come into his head.

‘What a wonderful and wonderful world. ’

Power and the world of the future, relying on electricity, brought a fresh shock to the Thousand Wolves.

Not only that, but the cultural parts, the structure of society, were completely different from the world he knew.

"A world without imperials…"

It was the most shocking part.

In his time, the existence of the emperor was a natural reality.

However, there is no emperor here in the future.

Some of the other kingdoms were said to exist, but they were merely symbolic beings.

These changes were surprising, even if they were cold-hearted.

"The flow of time. Not really. '

Even with Nano, a huge amount of technology was concentrated.

It was because they perceived the existence of nanos that were far superior to modern technology.

By the way, Nano, the information that has been passed on to me is just a basic piece of information? ’

[That's all the information that's been organized at the moment because the Wi-Fi has been cut off as you enter the public office building.]

It was information that Nano collected through the wireless Internet.

There was little time to organize all the vast contemporary information, so I had to convey some of it.

A strictly confidential government agency did not use Wi-Fi.

Moreover, there was insufficient time to gather information from the communications jammers emitting from the fire brigade buses all the way here.

It was only a short drive from the bus into the temple building.

She asked you to transfer the collected information into her brain as she regretted it.

‘Nano. But I've been wanting to ask you a few questions, and I know that you were created hundreds of years later. Then why not just hand over the information we already know without having to collect it? ’

This was the question.

I thought it was unnecessary to gather information.

I wouldn't ask this question if I was the original millennial, but as I learned about computers and the Internet by accepting modern information, I began to question this.

[There is a big difference between saved and stored data.]

"What?"

[Again, societies, cultures and technologies all have some differences from the information stored, so they have a task of distinguishing it.]

Nano's words made no sense to me.

This meant that this age was different from what Nano had known.

The millennium frowns with her eyes closed.

How could you do that? ’

Nano came up with the closest thing to an answer.

[This is most likely an axis of another time.]

‘Another time axis? Ah…! "

The words reminded me of what the future descendants said.

The descendant of Cheonang explained in connection with the axis of time that his existence did not disappear, even though the past has changed.

The Bible says that the dimensions of the universe and the axis of time differ when action decisions or events occur differently.

‘Then this is a completely different world. ’

This period of time of information stored in Nano was substantially meaningless.

It meant that the situation should start from 0.

Then how do we get back to the world we were born in? ’

He had a reason to go back.

Everything was in the past, starting with the bridge that he was leading, from Mungyu and the unborn child.

He could not remain like Mia in this age forever.

Nano was troubled and asked.

‘Nano. When will the machine be able to move that time..... hmm? ’

When she asked Nano a question, she stopped and opened her eyes.

And I looked up at the ceiling.

What's wrong with him? ’

The deputy director, Sir Hoyle, who was noticing his unknown attitude, made a curious look.

* * *

2nd Floor of the Civil Service Building, Xingyang City.

The DOD office on the second floor had the worst vibe of its kind.

All third teams, including the Secret Squad detectives, were summoned, but no answer was given.

The Deputy Director of Homeland Security has been taken hostage.

But there was no way to save him.

A single female detective with a bruise on her face came into the office and asked with an impression from the head of the MCU.

“There's no problem in the CCTV room? ”

“There's no rhythm at all. Sir, he's still fine. ”

It was a female detective who came to make sure there was no problem in the CCTV room.

Boom!

Chief Song Wei Kang punched the desk with his fist.

“Are you all right? Is that okay? ”

I saw the deputy director get humiliated in front of them.

Screaming with dislocated shoulder and elbow bones in both arms.

I even peed.

“..... But there seemed to be no intent to do any more harm. ”

The female detective replied with a mixed voice.

In that attitude, the chief Song Wei Kang couldn't even look me in the eye.

It was because he was the only one in the observation room who could not respond.

I didn't want the other detectives to find out.

“Dammit! What happened to the Fifth Wave Striker? ”

Chief Song Wei Kang nervously asked another detective.

The detective in charge of the radio opened his mouth carefully.

“An hour ago, there was no answer at the end of the last radio. ”

“Ha…”

Song Wei River sighed deeply.

It was supposed to be the Fifth Bombardier that was supposed to have arrived in the Public Works a long time ago.

Unfortunately, there was a problem with them.

He was attacked by Muslims who appear to be related to the convoy bus detainees who were returning.

Thanks to this, they can't do anything but roll their feet in the cave.

Chief Song Wei Kang was also nervous.

‘It's not even close to an accident. ’

I didn't even know this would happen.

Since the deputy director has been kidnapped in front of him, he has a good chance of escaping if we don't get this sorted out quickly.

“Damn. What's this look like for a criminal who doesn't even know his identity? This is a disgrace to our Deep East. ”

“I…"

A detective spoke to the angry chief, Song Wei Kang.

Song Wei River answered nervously.

“What?”

“Or how about contacting the Moorish Society's Oceanic Branch? ”

The detective said that Song Wei River frowned.

The reason was known to everyone.

The Association of Muslims was a private institution.

It was embarrassing for the public officials to contact them because they couldn't solve their work.

Grrr!

Song Wei River gritted his teeth.

“Speak nonsense. When I call for help in the air...”

“Or the chief. Maybe we can at least identify him. ”

“Identity?”

“The most pressing association of Muslims nowadays is the autonomy that does not interfere with government officials, right? ”

“… yes. ”

The chief, Song Wei Kang, who was trying to silence his opinion, suddenly showed interest.

There was no proper solution.

“They're always trying to solve what's relevant to Muslims, but if you're an unregistered Muslim, won't you show interest? ”

“You want me to use one word as bait? ”

“That's it. If you're good, you can tell if he's registered or not, and if they're interested...”

“Even if we don't ask for their cooperation, they may leave." That's why I'm finally giving you such a good opinion. I'll tell you right away. ”

The detective was impressed by what Song Wei said.

The compliment didn't sound like a compliment.

Anyway, after searching the phone number of the Moorish Association branch on the monitor, the chief Song Wei Kang, who thought the detective was right, pressed the button on the phone.

Belt! Belt! Belt!

When I dial the number, I hear a familiar tone.

We are proud descendants of the Moorish. The glory of our ancestors, who sharpened and brushed their radishes and collaborated!

It was a song that changed the lyrics to a retrospective note on the Soho River.

Song Wei River grumbled and grumbled.

“Shame on you. It's not 30 or 40 years of preaching, it's not even in the public sphere with colouring. ”

You hear his voice and disconnect before his grumbling ends.

Yes, the Moorish Society Heart Branch. ”

“Hello. Here's the Ocean blueprint...”

We're sorry we can't accommodate you at this time. Our phone consultation hours start at 9 am... ”

“Oh, fuck! ”

Boom!

Song Wei Kang, who was pushed all the way to the end of the painter's head, threw the handset at the desk.

Time is 11: 55 PM.

Of course, it was not a normal time to work.

It was also unlikely that workers would remain in public or emergency public institutions until this time.

However, he called to try to catch the straw, shouting how disappointed he was.

“Damn it! None of these things are called soccer games or associations, and they do their job normally. ”

It was a car that kept grumbling.

Yuck!

You hear tires stop in the open window.

One of the three homicide detectives pushed his head out the window and said with a brighter face.

“Chief! Fifth Wave Striker has arrived! ”

The chief jumped out of bed.

The incomprehensible 5th Strike Force, a dedicated team of Special Abilities, arrived.

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