Chemistry

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"South China Sea, 08: 03 PM" - 20,000 feet above

As the transporter turns, pressure heavily drawn to the left comes. Jungwoo grabbed the seat belt reflexively due to the force to bounce off.

“Woof.”

Three hours in an uncomfortable chair with just a butt. With the rising motion sickness, my body wasn't in good shape.

Are you okay?

The end nods in response to Vince's question sitting across the street.

We will land in 10 minutes.

Good to hear from you.

You're the only one who's in a commotion every single time. Vince and his four colleagues had no hard feelings at all.

The wiggling distance was followed by a hydraulic sound, followed by a concussive shock inside the transport. When Jungwoo was surprised, Vince smiled and explained that he was a 'landing gear'.

Shortly after, the transport landed on the airport runway.

The airport staff approached as the transport stopped at a line of gray hangars. The Chinese transport leader, who saw Vince the first time the door to the tail opened, was surprised and asked.

Your cargo list only lists UN supplies. What brings you here?

I had an urgent meeting and missed the process a little.

Jungwoo stepped down and met the tight-eyed employee slightly tense.

How many?

Total of 6 persons.

Rangwen. Identify yourself.

A man came walking with a handset at the head's instructions.

‘Huh? I didn't even bring my passport. ’

Jungwoo was embarrassed. He was blinded by his $1,000 hourly consulting fee, but he could easily get into someone else's country without any immigration. It was the worst thing to come to Korea after a hard time and return without income.

However, Vince gave the employee a plastic card, not a passport. When the employee put the card on the handset, the picture came up with a green light.

Confirmed. Next.

Following the ISTC team members, it continued into the endless friendship. Jungwoo presented his ID before coming to Juju Island.

Beevik.

Confirmed.

"What?"

It was literally a permission to enter Chosped.

The courier asked for Vince.

Visiting the United Nations Secretariat?

The schedule is confidential.

Yes, sir. Rest assured.

After a brief conversation between Vince and the Director, two SUVs with UN flags stop in front of the hangar.

Mr. Han.

I nodded my head to Vince's gesture when he opened the driver's door.

Jungwoo, who was in the passenger seat, turned his eyes away from the airport staff who were standing far away.

What the hell kind of procedure is this? Is this a free pass? ’

Jungwoo, who was looking for a UN ID, tilted his head as it was just a plain plastic card. Anyway, I arrived from Seoul to Hong Kong in a hurry, and I felt lighter when I met Dr. Amit.

Two vehicles left the airport entered the highway to downtown Hong Kong.

Hong Kong 09: 23 PM Golden Mile Hotel 7th Floor

Knock, knock.

Vince knocked on the door of 712. The door opened a little with a hiss. You hear the voice with the manual locking mechanism intact.

Who?

I am an ISTC investigator, Dr. Amit.

The opposing Pokémon flinch at the opposing Pokémon as they show their ID through the cracks.

How did you know to come here?

What you should discuss about the neurostabilizers you are studying · ·

Go Away!

Vince clears his throat and turns his head as the door slams and closes. The team member standing next to you shrugs.

Knock, knock.

Dr.

Be quiet and I'll call hotel security!

Voices of anxiety. He sounded as if he knew something had happened to Professor Jordan who had been in contact with him. Vince said calmly.

If you've been hiding here so far from Singapore because you're unfaithful to the protection of the authorities, you should talk to us even more. If you'd like, you can call the UN Secretariat to verify our identity.

You hear the passive lock being unlocked while groaning inside, which has not been answered for a while. The door slammed open, and an Indian man with a dry, clean head stood over Vince.

If it were them, they would have forcibly broken through the door. ISTC? You've identified my research as a dangerous substance?

At first, I did.

At first?

Talk to our special advisor for more details.

Vince looks at Jungwoo who was standing far away.

· · · What is this crazy scheme? My research also overlaps with that of Professor Jordan.

It's not exactly speculative.

Amit, who was looking at his laptop, looked at Jungwoo in embarrassment.

Guess?

Weren't your research started in the first place with the purpose of coupling?

No, my disabling agent was just a national support task for some countries that wanted non-lethal weapons for protest oppression. I had a conversation with a familiar professor Jordan about how to land this more effectively.

Amit's gaze that joined the horses did not realize that Jungwoo would leave the chemical formula.

What is this diffusion formula?

It · · · · · · · · · · · ·.

Jungwoo's eyes turned to Vince. I heard from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs that it was confidential. Vince nods small, and Jung replies.

"Dr. Moscow Physical Technology Institute's research.

"No, this can't be happening. This is beyond the level of non-lethal force.

Amit's face became serious as he looked at the screen. Amit, who pointed to a point in the long scheme, looked back at Jungwoo.

Here. I replaced it with a compound that has the same effect and properties as my disabling agent. Why did you use the D3 dopamine receptor instead of the benzodiazepine family?

"Oh, I just filled it in because I didn't have enough data. Benzodiazepines were the base.

Amit stopped.

"What? Fill what up?

Dopamine receptor?

Shouldn't you have my research? I thought you said it was a guess, but no one else did.

I couldn't find a few of them.

Amit looked at Jungwoo smiling beautifully with a frightening look on his face.

What are you doing?

I am the chemical · · · · · · · · · · of Korea.

Jungwoo replied as he saw something strange on the outside window.

"Huh?

Tsk, tsk.

A small cylinder fell from the inside as the window was broken.

Vince, who saw it, cries out in surprise.

Flash · · · ·!

Kuaang -!

The explosion was faster than the horse. The light that temporarily blinds the room with the sound of hearing falling out.

I sat stumbling and stumbling in pain that seemed to pierce my eyes and ears. Amit also collapsed screaming. Darkness comes at a moment because the lights are all broken in the aftermath of the explosion.

‘Ugh.'

Jungwoo beeps, his eyes forcefully open while his ears are still ringing. The world of sound waves was noticeable because the light sensing nerves were paralyzed for a moment.

At the end of the movement detected by the sound reverberation, you see Amit writhing in pain. You duck next to him as Vince watches, and the rest of your team falls down by the spear.

Tongue.

Something else flew out of the broken window frame. When I realized that it was two people, I was already inside.

Someone forcefully slaps Vince on the back of the neck, shaking his head to recover from the flash bang. The team member next to the window got hit on the head and rolled over to the other side.

Jungwoo flinches and crawls sideways. The shadow that passed by Vince's unconscious side stops in front of Amit.

Just before another shadow circled around, Jungwoo was able to hide in a blind spot in the corner of the bed.

‘What the hell. ’

The conversation between the shadows resounded in my ears, as I fearfully soothed my beating heart. Jung groped his arms and held his cell phone in his hand. I reached out to the battery with a free electron and pulled as many sound waves between them as I could.

- I didn't think you'd get here first. How did you find the connection?

- Hurry, their reinforcements are coming.

You hear a little sound in your ears like a mosquito.

Jungwoo, who had sensed both trends for a while with sound waves, realized that the optic nerve began to heal, then closed his eyes and opened. I looked at them with infrared vision in the darkest room.

Me? Kidnapping? ’

Two shadows tied Amit to a rope. He was wearing a hoodie covering his entire face, but even the slightest heat saw Jung could see through it.

For some reason, I thought I should keep it in my eyes as much as I could, but then I saw the shadow of Amit dragging him to the window turning his head toward the laptop.

- Do I have to take it?

At that moment, I thought that Jungwoo shouldn't lose the combination that would be in the laptop. I reached out and focused all the free electrons I could on the batteries in my laptop.

Due to an electrical storm in the internal molecular world, there was an explosion of Qajik and explosion in the battery. I pulled the hand that was stretched out behind my back.

It exploded.

- You'd have a self-destruct device on. We're running out of time, Doc.

Amit hangs from the rope, disappearing out the window, and the two shadows jump straight down. In just a few seconds. I felt the heat on the other side of the hall.

A picture of three employees on a transport plane together. Relieved Jungwoo stood up and twisted and twisted on the bed because he still didn't feel dizzy.

The door opened wide and three people jumped in.

Freeze!

One of the employees came in and brought something to Jungwoo, who was the only one moving. The world that makes it look like a gun is dumbfounded in the wind.

UN employees must be carrying such weapons · · · · · · ·.

Mr. Han?

Jung, who was relieved of tension, fell asleep after sweating.

Another employee turned on the flashlight to illuminate the situation inside.

Laptop on fire. Window open. A missing person.

Cheers.

Stronghold. It's an ambush. Dr. Amit has been kidnapped.

Hong Kong, 04: 02 AM - Safe Houses within the UN Secretariat

Jungwoo regained consciousness in a terrible headache. Office space with no extra furniture. He was lying in a field bed.

· · · at least we have the same level of information.

- Where's Vince?

I think I've been out searching and found traces on the harbor side. The escape route wasn't perfect, either.

Jung turns his head to the sound of someone's conversation and groans as if his head had fallen off.

“Oh, I'm dying. ”

A popular opponent stops talking and approaches. Jungwoo slowly raised his torso and met a foreign woman who had never seen him before.

Are you awake?

With red, brown hair, she was wearing a UN identity card with the name 'Blake’ on her neck.

There will be consequences of being hit by a flare gun at close range. Take this.

Blake looks over Jungwoo's face and gives out a cup of water and a pill.

I came to make money, but I couldn't help but notice that the woman or Vince in front of me was not a normal UN employee.

"Is this the medicine I can take?

It's aspirin.

The color in the exotic blue eyes seemed good.

The thin eyes and medicine refining found and swallowed familiar analgesic ingredients in the molecular world. I drank all the remaining water and put the cup on the table.

‘I think I'll live. ’

Jung sweeps his chest down and faces Blake.

Where am I, and what was that?

This is a safety facility inside the United Nations. · · · · · · · · · · before talking about what happened earlier.

Blake picks up the satellite transmitter and puts it on one side of the table.

Said I wanted to see your face.

Yes?

A middle-aged foreigner with glasses on his monitor raises his hand.

This is Director Nathan of the ISTC.

That · · · ISTC. Are you sure this is a real organization?

Blake smiles subtly.

Knowing that will help Mr. Hahn in the future.

That's a little scary. Of course, that was even scarier back there.

Back to that. We think of them as a multinational mercenary group aiming for new weapons. All the materials in Mr. Hahn's analysis yesterday were stolen from them.

You really make it? Why?

There is not enough information to specify a purpose. But the value of Mr. Han's proposal, simply put, is tens of times more nuclear ICBMs. That's the purpose of almost every criminal, terrorist organization.

I didn't know the price of intercontinental ballistic missiles, so I just nodded my head.

Do you know why your laptop exploded? Vince says he doesn't know. When they kidnapped Dr. Amit, it would have been a lot more trouble if they took it.

Well · · · · · · · · ·.

There are worlds that ordinary people don't need to know about. I chose silence in this area because I felt that I should not be involved, as well as the work before.

No way. You couldn't have watched it while it was hit by a flare. Never mind. The lack of clues is something they never had before.

Can you catch it?

A member of my team is trying.

The conversation is over with Blake's smile. Jungwoo turns the energy of the aspirin, feeling a slight relief from the headache and asked.

Then my work is done, right? I think I did everything I could.

Yes, I will reward you enough for your help. But until this is resolved · ·

Blake's next words to wet Jungwoo were followed by anxiety, saying, "I can't go home."

· · · Charlie team at ISTC will be in close security.

Ah, security.

Luckily, Jungwoo thought he could go back to Korea.

"Security? Why me?

The only chemist in the world to date who can make EOWs.

As Jungwoo's expression became a mysterious mix, Blake kindly added.

Our analysis team said we could end the war with one shot. I don't have the analytical skills to name a weapon, but I do have the sense to name one.

EOW. Abbreviation for 'End of War’. I swallowed a groan that the scale was too big for its meaning.

I have to go back to Korea now · · · · · · ·.

Everywhere Mr. Han's Freedom. We just follow.

How many people?

Three, including me. Three of you will join Vince afterwards.

When I went home with six foreigners, I had no idea how Ms Hong Ji-suk would get out. Besides, how simple is the company? Jungwoo's head twisted.

You have to find them to end this?

Yes.

Suddenly, I remembered the advice that Wang Jing gave me. Don't act smart.

‘No, Jungwoo. You saw them coming through the window on the seventh floor of the building. ’

As Jungwoo worries, Blake tilts his head to face Nathan on the satellite phone.

You don't have to be so burdened with security. We are all trained personnel, and if we prepare properly, the problem we face at the hotel is · · · · · · · · · ·.

I saw your face.

Blake's eyes widen.

I couldn't check the details of the impression, but I could tell when I saw it again. And if you take me to the scene of the hotel, I'll help you find a trace.

How?

I don't know about them, but they smell like Dr. Amit. My nose is pretty sensitive.

Jungwoo who knocked his nose said.

But it's hard to get free. As I take and help out with my personal schedule, the consultation fee that will be applied from this time on will be doubled. If you agree, go straight away, or stay with us on the plane to Korea.

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