Chapter 216 – Conspiracy Revealed (6)
Late at night, through a crack in the window, a card whirled like a shuriken and flew onto the window frame. I checked the security card while brushing Seong Ha-yeon’s hair who was soundly asleep. There were two cards in it, one was a duplicate card for me to use, and the other seemed to be a card that needed to be replaced. I put my card in my pocket and put it down in front of the desk of the dozing counter clerk.
Then he came up again, kissed Seong Ha-yeon on the forehead, and went to bed.
*****
The next morning. We sneaked into the construction site like yesterday. It was best to take pictures while the technicians were off work, but I doubted whether the security card would work at that time, and the suspicious appearance on the internal camera seemed to stand out, so I decided to hide in the work site. Just like yesterday, Song Yeo-ul decided to enter through the door on the first floor, and I decided to enter through the door on the third floor.
To avoid suspicion, I lifted the janitor’s guard by carrying a brick fork a couple of times, and when the upper floor said that it was enough, I quickly went down to the third floor again. I opened my phone, set it to video recording mode, and put it in a jacket specially made for this mission. This jacket was a piece of clothing that could be filmed inside by exquisitely matching the holes with the LCD screen.
With the security card in hand, I leaned against the chassis and looked at the people on the third floor. Taking advantage of the gaps where the workers were busy laying the floor tiles, I swiped my security card once.
Tring!
A cheerful sound rang out and the worker who was laying the tiles raised his head. I quickly went inside the building before he got suspicious. Inside the huge structure, there is a huge space covered by a blue cloth.
“Hmm?”
The technician inside looked at me because of the sudden opening of the door, and I was able to evade his gaze by digging through the walls to hide. The technician scratched his head when he saw that no one was at the door, then nodded and disappeared elsewhere.
I was able to get out and look around. It felt like a city from another dimension. There was a huge pillar that looked like something out of a sci-fi movie, and complicated circuits and wires were endlessly tangled on the pillar. Blue energy flowed strongly between the wires and then disappeared, and technicians wearing safety glasses and hats were carefully tapping the keyboard and comparing data.
The technicians were all wearing white hats. I looked around and saw a pile of white hats by the door. I tucked my hard hat under my desk and blended in with the technicians. They were moving so fast that they didn’t even notice the arrival of the new person.
Huge boards and circuits one by one. I photographed all these detailed mechanical parts, pretending to check the device. I couldn’t tell what these machines were when I saw them with my own eyes, but professional technicians will be able to recognize them.
I was obliged to see all the complex machinery in place of their eyes.
“Hey! There!”
“Yes!”
I was startled by the sound calling me for a moment, but I didn’t show it. Did I look too lazy to look back at the machines? An older-looking technician was calling me with a hand gesture without even looking at me. As I approached he tapped his keyboard and said,
“I’ll send a signal to the way code there, so connect the line.”
Where his hand pointed, there were bundles of cables hanging down. The cables were all unplugged, but it seemed like something would work if I connected them. He still couldn’t tell what he was doing here. I nodded and grabbed the cable like a skilled technician.
I couldn’t help it because if I said I didn’t know here, it would be considered suspicious. The technician said this in a calm tone, whether he knew my feelings or not.
“Did you put the signal in now? Plug it in once and see if the power is transmitted properly.”
“Yes!”
A blue light was shining. Fortunately, all the cables stretched out like crazy were all different colors, so it seemed like I just had to assemble them according to the colors. I joined the cables as quickly as the roaring answer, and as soon as I released my hand, the blue energy that had been floating around the bottom surged up along the cable. The technician looked at the results on the screen, nodded his head in satisfaction, and went back to his work.
I walked away from him with a sigh of relief and a cold sweat, and circled the entire third floor.
This structure seemed to be made in the shape of a giant zero. What I thought was a straight column was only a small part, and a lot of mechanical equipment was filling up the entire 0 shape as if it were going to turn into a transforming robot. Engineers’ faces were full of tension, as if they were designing every single cable and working part very carefully.
I was about to go down the stairs, but I thought it would attract attention if I wandered any further. It was because there were already several researchers glancing at me, and someone was looking at the cable I had just connected with a puzzled expression. I grabbed my hat and hard hat before they pinned me down and came out again.
There was a worker laying tiles outside. He looked up at the sound of the door opening again, and watched in amazement as I came out from inside. I went down, ignoring his gaze. I hid in a corner and started checking to see if the video came out properly.
The video was taken for approximately 25 minutes, and professional conversations taking place inside the machinery and equipment were recorded intact. This should give our technicians a clear idea of what this machine is. Pretending to go to lunch, I returned my hard hat and came out and texted Song Yeo-ul.
[I’m done.]
[I’m done too.]
Song Yeo-ul was also coming out. I immediately sent the video I filmed to Yeo-ul Song through her email, and after checking her mailbox, Yeo-ul Song nodded her head and patted my shoulder. I took off her jacket and handed it to him.
“So, is it over now?”
“Yes.”
“It was a rather easy mission for two hunters.”
“Since you don’t know what will happen inside, I decided that it would be better to use a hunter who is good at improvisation than to use an engineer. But thanks to that, you were able to take out and copy the security card and spy on the inside, weren’t you?”
“Yes. Yes. You worked hard today.”
“Yes, you suffered too. The results will be delivered to the guild.”
Song Yeo-ul did not talk about contacting me or asking me to see him again. I didn’t even bother to see him again.
*****
Title: Solve the story I met at the famous Mo Hunter Motel these days.Txt
I can’t tell you his name, but he’s a hot mo hunter these days. I’m working part-time at a motel counter right now? The hunter brought a woman here the other day? At first glance, her face was pretty and her hair dyed yellow made her look younger? So I asked for ID.
When that bastard woman says she doesn’t have ID, she’s Japanese, so she’s fucking saying that she doesn’t have ID. I’ve seen her talk in Korean, but no matter who sees it, it’s not like she’s an asshole hahaSo try Japanese right away. When I ordered it in Japanese, the woman was also taken aback. Ah, I can’t speak Japanese.
No, I honestly thought I was just going to do that until here? After letting go like that, it’s been a while, so that hunter bastard is bringing another woman. I see you bring a pretty girl with you again. Wow, what a fucking nick. The girl is so pretty I was doing this, but the woman’s stomach was swollen.
The woman is just laughing, and our baby and our baby are doing this. The Hunter bastard is proudly asking for a room. I’ve met all kinds of people while working part-time at a motel, but it was the first time I had such a breathtaking experience. Going up as it is, I wonder if this is the life of a famous hunter.
Now that’s why Hyeonta is fucking drinking soju.
Comment
Wnstjr123: ? The hunter who wrote this article seems to be an acquaintance of mine, but he actually has a Japanese girlfriend.
It was burdensome for both of them to say they were hunters, so it seemed like they just made an excuse that they couldn’t speak Japanese.
B dddssa231: Then what the hell is a pregnant girlfriend?
ㄴ wnstjr123: I know that even my pregnant girlfriend knows each other and is dating
Did you say four people are dating?
B chdrkrdla: ?
B ddddoehkd: what did I read?
ㄴ VMFOSAOS32: This is Nara Fuck.
B dnlals321: I wanted life to work out, but I didn’t want it to go this well…
*****
Park Seong-jin laughed while reading the Internet posts sent by the guards. I wondered where Ada Bomber Jung Soo-hyun went overnight, and it seemed that he was absorbed in sex in a motel. He couldn’t understand why Lee Hyeon-woo was wary of Jung Soo-hyeon.
To be on guard against such a pathetic guy, in fact, wouldn’t the current monitoring force be a bit of a waste? Park Seong-jin thought so and reported to Lee Hyeon-woo.
“Yes. Soohyun Jeong. I’m having sex lately. Did you play very messy? I guess I won’t have to worry about it for a while.”
