Chemistry

Yun Yi Seol - Wharf in front of Santa Lucia Station

Yoon Iseol turned his head to the patrolling machine for an 'unlimited one-day pass’ at a water bus stop called Baphoretto. I saw Jungwoo sweeping the route written on the sign, pointing ahead.

“Castello area, right? This way, line B. ”

“Are you sure? The last time you went shopping, you remembered you couldn't find the right path · · · · · ·. ”

“Huh? Did I? ”

Yoon Iseol, who took off his shirt, waved his travel book with a confident smile.

“Don't worry. I'm very trustworthy in a foreign country. In LA, Disneyland went alone. ”

“Have you ever been to LA? ”

“Would that be the only place you've been? It's quite a flight mileage. ”

Ahem, I shrugged my shoulders and examined Jungwoo.

I didn't want to feel like I was following him. As long as Jungwoo didn't hate me when I decided to come to Venice, I was full of hope to stick together.

There's a little expectation that when the right moment comes, you just have to confess.

Fortunately, Jungwoo turned his gaze towards the canal.

“Then I'll just trust you. I suddenly came here unprepared. ”

Yoon Iseol, who achieved the goal of Summoning, sighed, relieved, and nodded his head toward the approaching vaporetto.

“That's it. Line B. ”

The ship departs with heavy engines.

Leaning against the ledge, Yoon Iseol was distracted by the city's landscape along a wide canal.

An old-fashioned brown roof that looks stunning. The path of the great and small waters stretches out like a web.

Yoon Iseol, who was smoking ‘wow’, was breathing deeply because he thought that he should be confused like a person who has a lot of experience traveling abroad. Then I looked next to him and laughed.

“Oh, my God. What is that? Wherever I look at this place, it's a picture. Lee Seol, just take a picture with the background there. Show off to Su-yeon. ”

Jung, who was busy looking back and forth, blew away his worries.

As they entered the city along the S-shaped Grand Canal, Gondola moved more boats, and from one Sanga, Yoon Iseol's gaze was toward a couple carrying their bodies on them.

Those who were leaning on each other's shoulders and smiling as if they were newlyweds. Lovers whispering in the same light. I felt jealous and shaky.

“What's Lee Seol looking at? ”

Yoon Iseol, who was obsessed with the romantic look, urgently pointed to a dock full of gondolas.

“That one.”

Jungwoo looked at the oak stake hanging from Yoon Lee Seol's fingertips as if he was passing by.

“Oh, that's hundreds of years old. The rich minerals in the water made it as solid as a fossil. ”

Jungwoo's peculiarly radiant gaze made Yoon Iseol's heart skip at any time. Curious, she turns her finger to point at the elegantly shaped wooden legs.

“Is that hard, too? ”

“No, that's wood preservatives. Phew, life isn't that long. After about five years, the couplings will wear out and put you in jeopardy, so don't walk by them. ”

“I'll do it when I get there. What about that?”

“Those stone legs are mostly fine, but they have sedimentary rocks. You know, the sand is just a bunch of rocks. It is dangerous when the reaction rate varies greatly from one deposition layer to another. Not soon enough. Fifty years? ”

Jungwoo's words explain how long it will be broken every time I move my finger. Some things were easy to understand, some things I didn't know at all, but I just kept listening. Somehow it looked like the couples above Gondola were talking.

“I'll be careful when I become a grandmother. It's better if Mr. Jungwoo comes with me in case you forget. ”

“In 50 years? I don't know if he's alive.”

Yoon Lee Seol smiled at his mouth as he watched Jung scratching his chin.

Under the sky covered by a fluffy white cloud.

The pleasant smell of the sea continues to fill my hair with salt in the breeze.

A boat passes under the stone bridge, Jungwoo rubs his eyes and says.

“That's all I'm saying. Boring, isn't it, Mr. Lee Seol? ”

“No!”

It was 20 minutes later that I wanted to stay like this. Vaporetto arrived at a pier in the Castello region.

LIMITED Wu - Kale Magno Street

Jungwoo was looking carefully at the number on the door as he walked down the street where the rustic houses were.

2696, where the hell are you? ’

Normally, the house next to house number 1 should be number 2, but this was the Middle East heating, like it was numbered in the order in which it was built. Most of the houses that were seen were old, so the number was not properly written.

I walked through alleyways that weren't on the map, and I came to a place where I didn't know where, as if I had fallen into a maze.

Jung turned his head as if he was suffering only from Yoon Iseol who followed him for no reason. However, Yoon Iseol's eyes met me first and apologized.

“I'm sorry, I can't find it. ”

Jung shakes his head.

“In a place like this, one person looking for a house at a time is strange. ”

Jungwoo, who was also passing by this alley, stood still when he saw a building with unusual ventilation near the roof. Everything else seemed to collapse, but the vents were just right.

“Wait a minute.”

In Jungwoo's hand, Yoon Lee Seol's footsteps stopped.

The number on the door cleared the back half, but I focused on the molecular field of view. It was confirmed that traces of dye were 2696.

Jungwoo, who was about to tell Yoon Iseol that he found it, thought for a moment and pointed to the door with his hand.

“Doesn't it look like here? ”

After showing the address on the phone again, Yoon Yi Seol looked carefully at the door.

“2696? I think so, I think so · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Jungwoo, who was touching the password combination of the passive lock that heaven told him about, cheered as it opened.

“Wow. Found it. Mr. Lee Seol. I became more reliable.”

“· · · Right? because I was a month younger in that market. I didn't know how to navigate the world. ”

Yoon Lee Seol had the audacity to accept Jungwoo's consideration.

Queek, it was the stairs that appeared with a sound.

“There's no first floor. The structure is unusual.”

You walk up the stairs, open the door, and you come across a dusty table and a shelf.

It was an outdated facility that could not be compared to KG chemistry's private laboratory. With the exception of beakers, flasks and tribal, which are common experimental tools in the world, it was filled with equipment that seemed to fit into some 19th-century scientist's laboratory space.

The following Yoon Iseol looked inside and was amazed.

“It's like an old movie set. ”

“That's what this neighborhood is all about. ”

Jungwoo lifted up the unrusted silver tweezers even in this space, then confirmed that they were real silver and swallowed the groans. The nature of the kingdom of heaven, which left these expensive tools unattended, was estimated.

Yoon Lee Seol asked, standing next to Jungwoo.

“What is this place? ”

“It's a private laboratory you know. I'll call first. ”

Jungwoo opened a wooden window on one side of the lab to ventilate and dialed the heavenly number.

An hour. Looks like you've been through a lot.

“Doctor, I don't feel like resting here. ”

Jung, who wiped the dust off the table with his hands, shook his head after blowing it.

- Then maybe you should clean up.

“Cleaning?”

- There should be a stairwell down there. Some of them are cleaning supplies. The water will fill the tank.

If flying all the way to Seoul and all you had to do was dust off, that would be too sad, but the opponent was Jungwoo's ability and employer to lead a new life. I have no choice.

“Sure, whatever. I'll clean it up.”

- Oh, and the only storage unit that's powered on is the compound refrigerator. Find the G protein there and combine that language activation switch I was talking about earlier.

After the call, Jung looked at the square passageway and ladder on one side of the floor. And I turned my eyes to Yoon Iseol, who was touching the symmetrical scale in a strange way.

“Mr. Lee Seol. I think I'm gonna have to clean up here for a while. ”

“Need some help?”

“Then I'm so sorry. She's resting there. ”

“If you're sorry, buy me something delicious for lunch. ”

Yun Iseol replied, placing his bag on the table and lifting his arm.

After a while.

Jungwoo starts mopping a bucket of wheat with water. Yoon Lee Seol wiped off the dust on the shelf with a handkerchief on his face. Unlike her snoring, Jungwoo sighs deeply.

I turned my gaze to the landscape outside the window, rinsing the mop with a lot of black water. A city full of awe-inspiring buildings.

‘What are you doing here? ’

Thirty minutes of cleaning revealed the pattern on the floor. After stirring the wheat straw into the bucket, Jung, who once again took the whole lab back and forth, raised his torso with a groan.

“Oww, my back. ”

Yoon Lee Seol, who was clearing the table, smiled at Jungwoo.

“Well done, Jungwoo. ”

“You too, Lee Seol. That's enough, guys. That's enough. Find a nice restaurant for lunch. ”

“Clean this up. These pincers, they're so shiny, they keep rubbing. ”

Jung said to Yoon Iseol, smiling as she lifted her claws.

“Because it's silver. ”

“Like this?"

Yoon Lee Seol examined the tongs carefully. It had a nice italic engraved with the initials CSG.

A tool that was so widespread compared to its value. She wiped it off one by one and placed it on the shelf. She was surprised to see that it was all silver.

Jung washed the mop again and laid it by the window, then climbed down the ladder to the first floor.

I opened the refrigerator box in the storage shed.

The cold air touched Jungwoo's fingertips with the chiming sound.

‘Where is the activation protein?' ’

The box had hundreds of thumb-sized bottles neatly organized. Jung took one of them out and glanced at the light pouring down from the ceiling.

The protein molecule was a diluted solution.

Looks like an epidermal growth factor family. ’

Special chemicals released when skin is injured. This plays a role in stimulating the growth and division of certain cells to aid in treatment. When I looked at the bottle next to him, it was similar in composition to epinephrine. In other words, adrenaline. This was a material to be used with caution.

The ones contained in the refrigerator were mostly compounds that sent a signal to the cell to transform the human nervous response.

"Combine signal-transducing proteins that stimulate the language nervous system"? ’

Thinking about it, some molecules emerged as a vision of Jungwoo.

"Shall we combine? ’

Jungwoo lays a bunch of bottles on the table and takes out the spots. Readily transferring the solution into the test tube and repeating the mixing, Yoon Iseol, who was looking at the silverware, came to my attention.

“What's that? ”

“This? This is Tris Phosphoric Acid and Required Diacylglycerol · · ·”

Jungwoo, who was immersed in the molecular world, quickly regained his mind and said.

“It's just a simple pill. I have to eat a little later. ”

“Oh, my God. Are you sick? ”

There was no need for complicated excuses, which would soon be over anyway.

“Ah · · · I have a little cold energy. ”

The answer was to take a closer look at the solution in the just finished test tube.

Do you really speak four languages? I'd be thankful. ’

I made up my mind and swallowed it.

The solution that entered the stomach dissolved at once and spread throughout the body, riding the nerve as it did. It was similar to when ‘AF-12’ was taken.

‘Ugh, I'm getting nauseous. ’

As Jungwoo frowned, Yoon Iseol who was watching her frown pulled out a small pouch through her bag. First aid supplies from staff. Inside, I found a comprehensive cold medicine that says' PankoolS ’and handed it to Jungwoo.

“Eat this, too. The sea breeze was a little chilly on the boat. ”

I tried to reassure her for worrying about Yoon Yi Seul. But when I was about to say the word "I'm fine," I'm fine/es geht mir gut/sto bene/je vais bien came up with the language of different countries at the same time and tangled my tongue.

“· · ·”

Unlike the intention in my head, a strange sound came out of my head that had no control over my pronunciation, and I kept my mouth shut.

"What's wrong with me? ’

He tried to say anything, but his tongue was unresponsive.

Yoon Yi Seol came to be embarrassed because of the face of Jungwoo getting worse.

“Does it hurt that much? ”

Yoon Il-sul, who put his hand on Jungwoo's forehead, was flawed.

“It opens.”

‘That's not the fever.’ This situation does not come out of my mouth at all. The strange thing was that, unlike words, English, German, Italian, and French came to mind at the same time.

Is this a side effect? ’

Jungwoo showed Yoon Seul a brief gesture, wanting to jump up and down.

I quickly wrote on my phone.

[I have a sore throat, so I'll shut up for a second. I wouldn't worry about a cold.]

After drawing a smile as peacefully as possible, Jung Woo immediately texted the kingdom of heaven.

[It's a big deal. I took the compound in combination, but I can't talk.]

“Drink this, Jungwoo. ”

Jung Woo thanked me for taking in the water bottled by Yoon Yi Seul.

Jiaying.

The answer came and checked right away.

[You must have been severely irritated by the broca region. You'll get used to it. Keep practicing your mouth.]

Adapt?

The Heavenly Kingdom's answer was not a serious tone, so I felt relieved. However, the state of temporary muteness was quite baffling. Was it a punishment for learning four languages for free?

‘When Mr. Lee Seol is here. ’

Pretending to cough, I examined her. I couldn't move my tongue where I wanted to, so I had no choice but to keep smiling boldly.

[Mr. Lee Seol. I'm not kidding. I have a really bad throat.]

When I tried to show Yoon Yi-sul another text like this, I heard the sound of knocking on the door on the first floor.

Is the doctor here? ’

Jung goes down the stairs and pulls the door.

Queek.

Through the open door, almost no foreigner in his mid-40s faced Jung Woo.

Was it Dr. Shen? Creepy. ’

This thought is quickly cleared by the other party's words.

Excuse me. I'm Professor Jeremy Becker. Are you Dr. Heaven? I was contacted about a "DLEX enzyme."

An impressive white man with a curled head on his forehead looked up at Jung Woo and tilted his head. Even though it was hard for Orientals to tell their age apart, it was too young to call them doctors.

Jungwoo understood the other's English as if it were just Korean, so he was surprised and couldn't say anything back. I quickly tapped the English on my phone to show them.

[I'm also waiting for Dr. Heaven. So, what's a Drex enzyme?]

In this letter, Jeremy looked at Jungwoo and said cautiously.

Other than Dr. Heavenly Kingdom · · · · · · · ·.

“Who are you, Jungwoo? ”

Yoon Lee Seol came down the stairs. Jeremy flinches and retreats as he feels popular.

This is a highly confidential meeting. You can't do this. I think I made a mistake.

Jeremy turns his back and walks out across the alley. Jungwoo said, "What is it? ’I watched him with my face.

“Why is he going back? ”

I wrote a letter to fix Yoon Yi Seul's question.

[He didn't have a master here, so he just left.]

I glanced at Jeremy behind Jung's gaze because the kingdom of heaven had nothing else to say.

Jiaying.

I received a text from heaven as if I had waited.

I just got a call from Jeremy. You're here early. Go and hold him. Because I'm a professor at Harvard and I have new tits. Make sure you got the right one, make sure you're comfortable.

I introduced you as my apprentice.]

‘Tell me quickly. ’

Jungwoo wrote a text to Yoon Iseol.

[Close the door and wait. I'll be right back to find him.]

I jumped straight out onto the main road.

I found Jeremy, a man in a coat, in an alleyway to the canal where Gondola was traveling.

Over here!

The user waves its hand to reveal its location, but the target stares nervously at the phone.

‘English, English. ’

As I was walking by texting the gospel of heaven, a speedboat stopped next to the canal. "POLIZIA LOCAL" was a blue boat that meant local police.

Two policemen in uniform jackets walked out from the inside, matching the photo in their hands with Jeremy's face and approaching.

Is this Jeremy Becker?

“Why do you call my name? ”

A customs official has reported an item in your bag that passed through Marco Polo Airport Search Center. It looks like a suspected bioterrorism agent. You listed 2696 in your immigration report as your destination. Why were you on your way? Where's the Bag?

Jeremy says, "What?” I tilted my head. Since the police were Italian and Jeremy were English, they could only understand Jungwoo who was listening in the distance.

This won't work.

Take each other first. Call an interpreter, put in a call to Public Security.

Jeremy rolls his anxious eyes at the police chatter.

I am a citizen of the United States! "

Pleasant Comedown! Ian, hold on.

The policeman, who had Jeremy's hands in his hands, gets him on a boat and walks away.

Jungwoo opened his mouth as he watched the distant police boat.

‘What the hell is this? ’

Jung, who had a cell phone, texted heaven.

The new bosom professor is being dragged to the police...

Jiaying.

What?

[I think I got a hit on Drex or something on the way through the airport. He suspects it's a terrorist in customs. What the hell is this?]

[It's a chemical equilibrium catalyst. It's harmless to swallow. Go explain to that ignorant customs officer. I'll be as quick as I can.]

‘How can I not speak? · ·'

Jungwoo slashed his neck and opened his mouth while writing.

“Ahh. Ha · Me. Tour · · · wool. ”

My tongue seemed a little loose, so I thought of English.

“Oooor · · · · · · · · ·. ”

‘Ugh, I think Korean is about right. ’

The foreign language was not pronounced at all as if it had shot an anesthetic gun to the tongue. Even the English language that was possible got tangled up.

How am I supposed to solve this? ’

It was the right thing to do. Moreover, I felt sorry for Professor Jeremy, who was being dragged away without sin. To put it bluntly, I came to see the kingdom of heaven just like myself.

Jungwoo groped the green compound container in his arms onto the mantle. This is also a new material. Maybe he's going through the situation with Jeremy right now.

"Why the hell did you call Harvard? ’

Jung returned to the alley at 2696, grumbling inwardly. He met Yoon Lee Seol, who was holding out his head outside the window on the second floor.

“Ka-chow. Ahh. Ouch. Lee Seol, come down with your bag! ”

Jungwoo took a short sigh as he went through mouth exercises.

It's only been two hours since we got to Venice. I already had a hunch. Somehow I didn't think I could have a comfortable day.

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