The Villain Professor of Heroes

Chapter 32

32 – That was it (13)

“Ah, yes. This is Robbie. I have a visitor. He is a professor at Grafford and wants to see some past activity records. But no matter how much I search, there is no list. Yes, yes.”

The guard talked to the other person over the phone for a while.

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Meanwhile, I looked around the lobby.

The lobby was very large, with clean, man-made tiles without a speck of dust.

The sky-high ceilings, glass walls, and deliberately exposed steel frames of an ordinary building looked very sophisticated.

Fiery-eyed security guards glared at people passing through the checkpoint, and patrols accompanied by detection dogs and rifles periodically passed the lobby.

And there I saw a hero.

A young man sitting in a cafe on the ground floor and playing games on his cellphone.

And the pretty female employee sitting next to the security guard who is talking on the phone is also a hero.

They are camouflaged like that in preparation for a situation that is difficult to subdue with the general firearms of the guards.

Of course, there has never been a crazy villain who has hit the administration directly.

Not only are there many heroes working in the management bureau, but there is no end to the current and former heroes who come in and out for work every day.

In such a situation, even if a villain suddenly loses his head and rushes here, there is a very high probability that he will evaporate without a trace within a few seconds.

And there are no villains who fight openly like that.

“Yes, I see. I’ll let you in.”

Just then, the security guard hung up the phone and looked up at me.

“Go in and check it once. You can go to the records reading room.”

“thank you.”

I bowed my head slightly and headed to the search desk.

I put all my belongings on the conveyor belt and went to the security checkpoint, similar to the one at the airport.

Beep Beep-!!

Suddenly, a red siren spins and sounds an ominous buzzer.

Strange. I don’t really have anything worth taking.

“Sir. I’m sorry, but this way.”

The security guard behind me called me out and started scanning me separately with a metal detector.

Then, isn’t the detector on the left shoulder responding…?

The security guard looked at me with a rather nervous expression.

The guards around me also turned toward me, putting their fingers on the trigger of the rifle that was slung in front of my chest.

“Excuse me.”

The guard put down the metal detector and ran his hand over my left shoulder.

“What’s there?”

He shook his head as another guard approached.

“I don’t see anything…? I’ll check again.”

The metal detector swung over my left shoulder and made a loud noise again.

“Sir. Could you please explain?”

“Well, I’m not sure why I’m doing this either.”

I don’t know why my shoulder reacts to the metal detector.

It’s not like there’s metal in place of bones.

“I need to take an x-ray… Doctor. Come this way.”

The security guard finally took me to the X-ray search stand built on one side of the wall.

“Take a picture of this guy’s shoulder. There’s a metal reaction, but nothing.”

“Did you put an iron core or something like that?”

I shook my head at the search staff’s question.

“There is no such thing.”

“Stand for a moment.”

Standing at the X-ray checkpoint, the employee inspected the screen with a bored expression, then narrowed his eyes and brought his face closer to the screen.

“What is this…?”

“Why? What is it?”

“That person, everything from here to here is metal? Hmm… This looks like an artificial joint.”

“Ah, is that so? Then there’s no problem? Let them in?”

Seeing that it was nothing, the guard removed his finger from the trigger of his rifle with blatant relief.

“Sir. If you have such a thing, you should have told us earlier. Come here.”

“Oh, yes. Sorry.”

As I passed through the security checkpoint, guided by a security guard, I quickly retraced the original story.

Did I put a metal prosthesis in my shoulder?

I don’t think there was anything like that…

I quietly touched my left shoulder, but I didn’t feel any special sensation.

What is it?

* * * * *

Anyway, I safely passed the security checkpoint and stood in front of the elevator.

The size of the management office is so large that there are four central elevators alone.

I stood on the first floor and waited for the elevator to come down.

Soon the doors of the elevator that came down to the first floor opened and the people inside walked outside.

They were management bureau employees wearing suits and wearing employee IDs around their necks.

As I stepped aside, one of them looked at me intently.

Upon making eye contact, the person turned his head as if nothing had happened and walked towards the security checkpoint.

is someone who knows me

The records reading room is on the fourth floor.

After verifying my identity there, I go to a specific reading room and search for my materials that appear on the screen.

At the entrance, they said that I was not a person, but when I go there, there might be a record.

If it’s not even in the reading room, now I really have to file a formal information disclosure complaint.

As a former hero, not as an academy professor, I will duly examine my past.

I may be rejected, but I intend to try everything I can.

In front of the archives reading room, several people were getting their identification at the reception desk.

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Most of them were elderly people, and some were dressed in smart suits.

It seemed that they were retired heroes who wanted to recall their former glory, and personnel managers who came to verify the special recruitment of former heroes.

I waited for my turn and when it was my turn, I handed over my ID and said my name.

“Professor Hyun, this is Gray Steel.”

The employee who tapped the keyboard tilted his head and checked his ID, just like the security guard on the first floor.

“Uh… Your callsign is Graysteel, right?”

“That’s right. Try writing it in English just in case.”

“Yeah… er… I don’t have it. Um…”

“Then, aren’t there names like Han Tae-woo or Seo Ji-ah? They’re my old colleagues.”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t see anyone else’s records without the relevant official letter.”

“Ah… yes.”

Then… I guess I’ll have to file a complaint.

If that doesn’t work, I should try contacting Yoo Hee-won’s father as I thought before.

Yoo Hee-won’s father is also from Secretto, so he must know about me.

Anyway… shall we go back today?

Then, suddenly, the employee jumped up from his seat and bowed to me.

“hello.”

I didn’t know what it was, but I was standing still when I heard a low, grave voice from behind.

“Professor Professor Hyun.”

Looking back, I was surprised to find that Yoo Hee-won’s father, the advisory chairman of the management bureau, was standing there.

“Hello, Advisory Chairman.”

“Do you remember me?”

“Of course. I saw them from a distance during the entrance ceremony, and they are also the parents of my advisor.”

At my answer, the advisory chairman showed a slightly disappointed expression.

I don’t know what’s wrong with my answer.

“What are you doing here?”

“I came to see some records of my past hero activities. But my name is not listed, so I’m going to proceed with a complaint.”

“Then let’s talk to me for a minute. Regarding our daughter.”

After thinking for a moment, I answered.

“All right.”

Although I was on vacation, it was my judgment that there was nothing to lose by drinking a cup of tea with a person who was also a parent of Yoo Hee-won, and who wielded great influence within the bureau.

and maybe you know

Can you hear about my past?

“Then let’s go up to my office.”

We rode the elevator side by side and the advisory chairman pressed the forty floors.

Normally, the number of floors in an office is proportional to the size of the power, so in reality, the position of the advisory chairman seems to be around the next level after the management director and deputy director.

In the meantime, there may be department heads, but the advisory chairman is a special position.

Strictly speaking, I am not a member of the Administration Bureau, but I am not an outsider at all.

While the elevator was going up, the advisory chairman did not say much.

Originally, the personality itself seemed to be a reticent person.

“Here.”

After getting off the 40th floor, the chairman of the advisory board immediately strode down the hallway and entered the office.

The office was spacious and clean, befitting a high-ranking person, and the city skyline was coolly spread out through the large windows.

“Sit down.”

After sitting on the sofa, the chairperson of the advisory board pressed the intercom on the desk to instruct tea to be served and sat across from him.

“How is Heewon?”

“There is absolutely nothing wrong with academic achievement. I always get excellent grades in all subjects. To be honest, I feel burdened that I, not other great professors, serve as Heewon’s advisor.”

“It’s not even worth the burden. Do as you normally would.”

“thank you.”

The advisory chairman looked at me for a while and asked.

“Then why are you suddenly looking for past activity records?”

After inviting them to talk about Yoo Hee-won’s studies, the advisory chairman put an end to it all with a single word, “How is Hee-won?” and brought up another topic.

So, that is the purpose of calling me.

“I have a few things to check.”

“I will check.”

After saying that, the advisory chairman nodded slowly.

The tea just came out, so we sipped it in silence.

Why is the advisory chairman curious about my search for past records?

exactly.

Why is the former Secreto curious about the former Secreto’s search for past records?

And what is its intention?

Are you trying to warn me not to do anything stupid?

Or is it simply to feel the pleasure of sharing memories of the past?

Of course, the latter will never be the case.