Dilettante - chapter 3

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Slowly closed and opened her eyes, catching her breath.

"Do not lie... .  You b*stard."

As usual, the swear words came out first. Then the opponent, who was silent for  while, spoke calmly.

[Sorry.]

Her feet trembled and her eyes were blurred in an instant.

She had no idea. Her mind went blank, her tears fell helplessly. She didn't even blink, but her tears fell and wet the nose of her face

"No... . No! Don't lie!"

She eventually collapse. Surprised by her appearance, Yu-cheol android other detectives rushed forward to support her.

The sound of asking what was going on ringing in her head. Yu-cheol face went pale as she screamed loudly answering the phone.

She uttered swear words which she has never heard of and took out his anger on his opponent.

Hana feels like it's a dream

Well putting it together. It was built out of nowhere on a very crude theatrical stage. Therefore, it cannot be real.

"Lee Hana, wake up. Hurry wake up!

Yu-cheol grabs her arm roughly.

Her red eyes were distorted.

"Get a hold of yourself, you punk!"

"Duyi... . He can't be dead. You know what I'm talking about. Say something, will you? Duyi, you're not going to die!"

YuCheol nodded his head with a biter expression at a furious cry.

"Yeah, why can Lee Duyi die? So let's calm down and find out step by step. Huh? You need to pull yourself together. Lee Hana! Wake up!"

I've has enough of death.

There were times when a bomb exploded next to me only 100 meters, and a building collapsed. I also witnessed my colleague's head flying in front of me three times.

I was born a human being, I thought death was an absolute tragedy that i had to accept.

But experiencing the death of a family is different.

The disappearance of a loved one, the only one on the planet, and the only one precious enough to give up one's life, accompanied unimaginable pain.

Her heart was broken by the pain for the first time in her life.

"Arghhhh...!"

- - -

It's early in the morning.

Without even feeling the passage of time, Hana lay absent-mindedly on Duyi's bed.

Our comfortable house is different from the inn where she burst into tears for the first time in her life.

Yeah, this is my house.

It was not a nursery school full of mold stains, nor was it a semi-basement that was always wet due to condensation.

An apartment in Seoul that has been built less than 10 years ago. It faces South, so the sun is evenly shining, and the wallpaper, furniture, etc. It was all as clean as new.

This house was the place and resting place that we desperately gained to be happy.

But without you, this isn't our home.

We couldn't use the word 'we' anymore.

Hana sobbed again with swollen eyes. She felt like she was running out of moisture in her body, but it was better.

She hit the bed sheet with my fist as hard as she could, but nothing improved.

It's not real. It felt as if she had fallen alone into an unknown world. As if her limbs had been amputated, nothing had worked out as it would.

Hana screamed with her face buried in the pillow. Then shouted like crazy until she felt blood in her face and her throat burned

"Why would you die? Why? Why would you die, why!"

You can't die. You can't leave me behind. I told you to live happily until you get old and die... What should I do now? How am I supposed to live alone?

Woo-.

Her eyelids, which were trembling with sobbing, are heard.

There was a faint vibration coming from somewhere. It wasn't her that dropped under the bed.

Hana slowly rose up. In the early morning when everyone was asleep, the strange vibration in the house, which was silent, pulled her out of the gutter.

"Where the hell... "

Duyi's room is a bed and a computer desk. And the hanger with the clothes hanging.

The only drawer is an iron cabinet under a computer desk that I bought for 20,000 won on the internet.

But the sound was not coming from the cabinet. Focusing all her senses on hearing, she walked slowly through the room.

"Is it the bed?"

There was a vibration near the mattress.

Hana, staring at the bed, lifted the mattress at once. She stood up the mattress she heard, leaned it against the wall, and put her hand in the bottom of the frame.

'It's definitely on the head side.'

I don't know why, but I was convinced that i had to check the identity of the vibration right now.

It's like an instinct, I couldn't explain why.

The wire that touched her fingertips as she groped under the frame. The goosebumps that started at the fingertips spread all over the body. She carefully moved her hand along the wire.

*Gee-.

The vibration that stopped for awhile goes off again. Hana grabbed the machine that caused the momentary vibration.

Her body trembles with the rapidly rising tension.

What she found was a CDMA terminal called a 2G phone. Currently, the service has ben terminated and civilians can no longer use it, but Lee Duyi is not a civilian.

Ace of overseas criminal investigations, National Security Intelligence. On the surface, it is supposed to direct overseas dr*g crime investigations, but nothing has been revealed exactly what duties it is mainly responsible for.

A lot of secrets means a lot of things are hidden.

Hana glared at a mobile phone with no caller sign and opened the flip.

00:01

00:02

00:03

[... Noona!]

At 3 seconds, she heard Duyi's voice. Hana let out a sigh with the breath she had endured.

"Duyi... Duyi?" Where are you? What happened? you're...!"

The signal is not good. It meant that it was not contacted using a general communication device. Her heart beat like crazy

[Noona... I can't... say... Not now... That's why.... I'm telling you... be careful... that b*stard... is not dead... Don't come... I am never going to die.]

"Duyi, your voice keep cutting off. Say it again. Where are you right now? Jst tell me the coordinates. Anything that could e a hint!"

[F*ck, this...]

Instinctively, I foresaw that communication would be lost. In a hurry, She contemplated and continued.

"Duyi, don't hang up. Duyi! Just don't talk and don't hang up. I'll track  the coordinates myself...!"

But the phone was cut off with a loud noise. A brust that rang everywhere, as if things were pouring out of the warehouse.

Hana stood half-awakened and absent-minded. She feel like cold water is pouring over her head.

Duyi's boss said he was definitely dead. He died on a mission, too, so prepare for the funeral.

But If I didn't talk to a ghost now,

Duyi is alive.

It's also... in a situation where everyone believes they're dead, somewhere alone...

The muscle of the body seem to be pulling tight. The hair of the head stands out and the cells pf the whole body run wild.

Hana lifted the bed with her eyes wide oopen  and packed a charging cable.

Duyi is alive.

Duyi, like my life, is alive.

He's not dead.

Her lips trembled and her heart beat fast as if she had taken medicine.

There must be a reason why he use contacting devices that cannot be tracked and eavesdropped, even though they can be contacted by my mobile phone.

'Get a grip. Seriously, wake up.'

Hana ran into the bathroom and washed her face with cold water. She blinked her eyes with her face immersed in ice-like water.

She held her breath and cooled her overload head. The hand clutching the sink turns white. But she is happy. The sudden relief seemed to release the strength of the legs.

"Sigh..! Sigh."

After breathing hard, she stared at the mirror and began to grasp the situation.

Lee Duyi is alive.

The organization is trying to kill Lee Duyi.

Concealment, or misunderstanding.

He was put on a dangerous mission, and it would not have been strange to lose his life.

What about the body? Why didn't they ask about the body?"

Only then did Hana hit the marble wall with her fist, retracing the errors she had missed.

"You punks..."

Duyi is now in a tight spot. This means that it is impossible to ask for help even from organizations that have a high probability.

The black eyes straight at the mirror are filled with life. Her hair looked darker and darker because of her unusually pale skin.

After leaving the bathroom, she headed straight to her room.

She opened a built-in cabinet and took out a 20-inch bag and began to put things quickly and accurately. Clothes and underwear to a minimum. She packed her tablet, laptop, mobile phone charger, and some archive files that were stuck at the bottom of the bookcase.

Then she immediately accessed the site and bought a flight ticket to Cambodia.

The short distance is 5 hours and 30 minutes. It took 17 minutes to get a passport and ID after buying a firs class ticket with Wi-Fi access.

Duyi's not dead

Hana, who kept mumbling and packing like a madman. left the house without hesitation.

Just before sunrise, the sky colored by dawn has a strangely cool color.

Her messy mind was being sorted out. The fast beating heart rate has also died down, and only the fact that Duyi's alive comes to mind like an obsession.

She called Choi TaeJoon while waiting for a taxi. Choi TaeJoon is Duyi's best colleague and is now on the mission together.

Therefore, if something happened too Duyi, Choi TaeJoon would have been the first to hear the news.

But if something happened to TaeJoon...

As her thoughts cycled through the worst case scenarios, the call connected.

[There's... only one.]

D*mn it, don't cry.

"I'm going now."

[What? Where...?]

How much I cried, Choi TaeJoon's voice was completely cracked and it was hard to hear.

"The body."

[The... Body... Woo...]

"Choi TaeJoon... I'm the one who wants to cry. So just answer it right. Duyi"s body, where is it?"

[I can't find it. The bomb went off. That's also on Duyi's body. Suicide bomb.. I know... There's only one. Mind what I tell you. Don't be too shocked, listen to me till the end.]

It was already hard to listen.

A suicide bomb? Don't make me laugh.

A while ago, the word tht she assimilated with Duyi came to the top of her neck, but she endured it.

Hana glared at the street lamp that was turning off one by one with a vicious look.

[Duyi is... I think... I think Duyi stole something]

"Something? What is it..."

[He took the dr*g away. I guess he needed the money. Well, that thing happened to be... mafia's]

" I see..."

[I think it's the work of the Mafia's. So I couldn't find the body.]

Hana closed he eyes tightly.

The hand grabbed the carrier handle trembles. Blood came out from her gnawed lips, but she felt no pain.

"Choi TaeJoon... . Why didn't you contact me? You should have done it right away, why!"

[I wanted to find it! Somehow.. One way or another, even a damaged part! But... but I heard they've already killed him. Ugh... Duyi, you crazy...! Why? Why?]

The taxi arrived.

Hana took a deep breath, opened the door, and climbed into the back seat.

"The time difference is two hours. If you take the 5:50 flight, you'll arive at 9:20 that time. So wait at the main exit of Phnom Penh Airport on time."

[Are you serious? You're coming now?]

"Yes, now. you said you couldn't find the body, I'll find Duyi's body. And... I'm not going to the bereaved family yet."

TaeJoon didn't say anything.

The figure standing with a dumbfounded expression is clearly drawn.

The elderly taxi driver turns around and asks, "Should I go to Incheon Airport?"

 

Hana nodded.

"I mean... If you don't want to see me go crazy, move now, get ready for everything. Right now."

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