Chemistry

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Geneva 08: 23 AM Wilson Hotel Basement

Hurry up and move!

People rush into the huge iron gate inside the warehouse. The men guarding the sides of the stairwell leading to the concrete tunnel are the ones holding the AK-74.

A noisy man tries to escape to the staff entrance, but the man walks out of the door and gets punched in the face and rolls the floor.

If you want to cherish a precious life, go down quietly!

The entrance in the other direction was occupied by all those with guns, so people entered the tunnel without even resisting.

Inside the tunnel, where the first troops had been pushed in, there was a large space at the level of what might be called a square and an individual residential area extending in both directions.

It's a bunker! What the hell is going on? Is there a nuclear war going on?

Can anyone call me?

The door that was stuck in the crowd sighed a little while looking at the phone that had become useless. Everyone in the hotel is rushing underground in a harsh wind. I had no idea what was going on.

The hotel entrance, which was covered in burnt debris, was littered with the installation of Geneva police control lines.

On the one hand, the cameras from the media, which were gathered to report the incident, turned the lens without stopping.

Around 8: 00 a.m. today, there was a bombing at the Wilson Hotel during the International Science Conference. Terrorists are putting hostages together and threatening their lives while occupying the hotel's central system.

It is estimated that more than 80 hotel staff, including 200 scientists, are trapped in the evacuation facility. According to an expert interview, all access to the interior will be blocked and normal hostage rescue operations will not be possible.

Leading Swiss public channel SRF 1, almost all outsiders living in Geneva reported on the situation live.

"Geneva, 09: 15 AM" - 14 Mohenjo 'er Street

- · · · 1 hour from landslide. The police have not released any statements regarding the rescue. I just don't want the unconscious hostage situation to turn into a bigger disaster.

Jungwoo induced the reaction of both solutions in the Y-way test tubes on the table and listened to the broadcast coming out of Blake's laptop. Before I got off the phone with Dr. Moon, I remembered her saying that I had to go to an underground safety facility.

Is there a bunker inside the hotel?

Five-star hotels in Geneva mostly had their own escape facilities.

Jungwoo looks at the reacted gas and turns to Blake as it fills the glass cylinder lying down in the trough.

Are the hostages safe?

It usually takes an hour or two.

"Gobi?"

The average time the first victim comes out of a occupied hostage situation. Mainly before we start negotiating, terrorists hurt people to show their arrogance.

I lost the words to make up for a very realistic answer.

How much work does Mr. Han have left?

Jung turns his eyes to the boiling white liquid in the container. The last compound to be placed there was currently being extracted. I calculated and answered the speed.

About 15 minutes.

I'll get your car ready.

It was about 10 minutes after Jungwoo focused on his work again. Two identical vehicles stopped in front of and behind the SUV parked on the road.

- I'm here, Blake. I hope this hour isn't a complete waste.

Vince's voice rings on Blake's walkie-talkie, looking down at the road. She watches Jungwoo carefully holding the solution in a sealed container thick in her forearm.

A weapon that will protect this city in the event of a catastrophic event. It was being manufactured by the hands of a chemist that no one could have imagined.

Phew, that's enough.

Jungwoo tightens the opening of the cylinder tightly, placing it in his backpack and standing in front of Blake.

Geneva, 09: 32 AM - Joint Situation Room

Inside the tent, surrounding the entrance to the Wilson Hotel.

Heiner, commander of the Swiss special police force, Stern Unit, was eager to hear back from the reconnaissance team on their internal search.

- Arriving at the east perimeter. It's not popular.

Traces of booby traps?

- I don't see him. I'm gonna put "buggy."

Burgie is just a minicar with a camera in its palm.

- B1 approaching west window. Please advise.

It was a joint operation of the GIS team, a special intervention unit from Italy.

Wait

- Secure access to Team C1's warehouse. Three hotel janitors have fallen and need emergency transport.

Heiner contacted emergency services immediately for assistance on the radio with the GIGN terrorist unit from the French Constabulary.

- Burgie intake.

After the Eastern Operations team radio, the video began to be transmitted to the Situation Room.

No one knew what was going on inside the building, so everyone in the Situation Room took a breath and looked at the monitor.

As he makes a small step forward towards the lobby, he finds two men moving down the basement stairs with their hands behind their heads and stops them with a shotgun.

I'm wearing a mask. Is that a gas spray?

The hostage is fine. Maybe they're preparing our tear gas.

Hayner pondered the conversation with the nearby crew and drew a picture of the hostage rescue operation. Then.

Tyroric.

The dispatcher urgently calls Hayner to the phone ringing in the Situation Room.

I'm calling from the hotel line!

Heiner takes his eyes off the monitor and picks up his handset because it was an outdated telephone network intended to be kept alive by terrorists who cut off all communication to the outside.

Captain Hayner of the Command Office.

- You get it right away. You've been waiting for us to contact you?

A cold, low voice of a terrorist. Heiner immediately sent a gesture of silence to everyone and replied.

I was delegated by the mayor to negotiate. Tell me what you want.

- Just tell that to the guys listening like rats on the wall. Your ears are gonna sting.

Heiner was flawed.

Whoo-hoo!

At the same time, there was tremendous noise throughout the first floor of the Wilson Hotel. The window of a nearby shopping building was shattered by the noise.

Coby! Let's go!

- This is just a warning. If you try to come back in, you'll never be safe. Challenges are welcome. We'll discuss your first requirements at 10: 00. The search for those hiding around the hotel isn't over yet. Oh, no dead hostages yet. There are some seriously injured, but they're holding out somehow.

The call is lost. Meanwhile, the monitor continues to show the terrorist carrying a shotgun and launching Burgie.

Radio came in from Coby, who jumped out.

Captain, three reconnaissance teams are unconscious with blood on their eardrums.

- This is GIS Ops. The scout is severely injured.

- Neither are we. Secondary trauma due to debris.

Heiner's eyes froze as news of the subsequent injuries of foreign police forces.

Reckless Ones. What · · · in the middle of Geneva

Hayner mutters as if one of his crew were strange.

You know you'll never leave an isolated place until you get this much attention.

That's my question, too. If you're going to kill yourself, the lives of the hostages are even more dangerous.

Just when I was given my first mission to search for terrorists and left the headquarters and headed for the city, I never expected this would happen.

What are you up to?

Excuse me.

Heiner's head turns to a thick low note coming from the entrance to the tent. You see a white man with a strong figure hanging on his neck.

Vince, International Investigator for the UN ISTC. The two in the back are the deputy inspector and our advisory board.

In the visit of three strangers, Heiner became a mysterious blend of faces.

What business?

We've been tasked with counterterrorism by the mayor. First, let me report on what you need to consider for your response.

Vince puts a picture on the command desk where the building's blueprints are. It was the body of 'BX-17’ taken at the Pakistani factory.

This is a deadly bioweapon that once exploded causes respiratory failure to anyone within a 50km radius.

Heiner stopped looking at the picture. It was because I had a hunch what the last number of terrorists had was.

The deputy inspector named Blake immediately said.

The name of the person who brought the weapon is Benzo Lorient. He's now an international criminal wanted by Interpol, and is known as a key executive of the terrorist group RB.

Quickly announce to the press the origin of resident skin · · ·

If citizens start leaving the city on a massive scale, Benzo is more likely to explode early than planned. More chaos, more collateral damage.

Cold damage analysis. Having been a policeman for 20 years, Hayner speculated that they were not just UN employees.

Then what kind of proposal would you like to make?

Hear what the advisory board has to say and decide.

Blake takes a step back, and a young man scratches his nose slightly and steps forward.

Tell them to restrict it. I am a chemist.

Geneva 09: 49 AM Walson Hotel Underground Bunker Refuge

By the time the number of people who had been continuously pushed into the square had reached almost 300, the only unarmed man wearing a gas mask, Benzo, stood on the central ledge.

Bring it.

A large monitor was installed on the platform with two loads connected to the security console under the instructions of the benzo. A 40-year-old white man who looked more cynical because of his protruding cheekbones grabbed the loudspeaker in his hand.

Beep beep.

- Attention, everyone.

The sound of those who murmured paused.

- Hold still.

Benzo glances down the ledge, expressing uneasy expression on his face and taking a picture with his hand. Then the men with guns come up and grab their arms and force them to stand on the platform.

Come on!

Benzo saw the name tag on the neck of the man who was taken captive.

- Professor Kyle? Can you tell me what you specialize in?

The man who was terrified of the loudspeaker stuttered.

- I teach biochemistry at the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology.

- That's enough authority. Look at the screen.

A dark monitor reveals a large cylinder with a foaming red glow. The cylinder is surrounded by a multitude of complex mechanics.

- What do you think this is?

Professor Kyle's eyes widen as he looked at the screen. An organism that glows red. A device that evaporates instantaneously. I saw it on the Agency for the Convention on Biological Weapons.

- No way.

- Some people don't know what that is. Can you elaborate?

Professor Kyle is frozen and unable to speak, and one of his men grabs his back with his gun. An instant answer came from the flinching professor.

- A new, biochemical diffusion system. It's a bioweapon.

The screen shrinks and the name of the room with the cylinder appears. Everyone in the shelter who saw the letter "Wilson Hotel Central Ventilation System" looked exactly like Professor Kyle.

- Everyone would have had one of their doctorate's titles. What happens when this thing blows? To give you a hint, the germs in there are extremely lethal to the human body.

The sound of a huge fan of ventilation spinning from the ceiling of the bunker echoes like thunder in everyone's ears.

Why are you doing this to us?

A man below the stage asked in an uneasy voice.

- Good question. Why, of all the many, many events, would we choose a group of scholars with the best brains in the world? It · · ·

As Benzo gestures at his men, a number of monitors on one side of the square lit up. From the ‘alloy smoothing agent’ formula to the 'high-power electromagnetic wave firing’ technology to the 'microbes rapidly aging the legs and buildings' in the brightly lit screen, a process of new weapons came to mind.

- What was the theme of your meeting? A quantum structure discussion of space and time? Oh, this is boring. You want to waste your brilliant intelligence on something else? Why don't you do something more exciting?

Completing unfinished research after this.

"Make weapons for terrorists by our hands"?

The benzo that looked around at the surprised people was a loudspeaker.

- Do you think I'm the only terrorist and I'm the only one who's harmed the international community? The cutting-edge research that your scientists have developed has resulted in a company that owns enormous capital. A few ruled by capitalism. We're the ones working to make it right, and we need those weapons to force our will.

I can't do that even if I die!

Benzo's words stopped when a man stood among the crowd shouting. Benzo smiles and pulls out his pistol and aims for the screaming man's knee.

Bang!

The man sits down with a desperate scream.

- I guess my speech got boring. Sorry, I'll keep it short. We give the mask to any scientist who improves any of the research tasks on the wall. Keep your head down. Unless you want to be the number one victim of the world's first open bioweapon.

Ducky!

The iron gate of the underground bunker is securely closed.

Geneva, 09: 55 AM - Joint Situation Room

Jungwoo opens his bag and puts a solution full of vaccine molecules on the conductor table.

"This is a vaccine that eats bacteria in ‘BX-17’. It's another bioweapon that suppresses bioweapons.

Does the bomb in the photo look this big and solve this much?

You nod confidently in response to Hayner's question.

It reflects a certain amount of Dr. Natalia's diffusion reaction, so if you detonate it from a high place, you should be able to cover the entire city.

If what you say is true, then we can proceed without considering the damage caused by the bioweapon.

Yes, it is. I have a problem.

Jungwoo's eyes remained on the central ventilation system in the building's design drawing.

The Wilson Hotel's air clean system was excellent, given the experience of participating in the Dust Project. Structure through which all the outside air is cleaned and enters. The vaccine does not reach quickly because of the inside of that building where the first infectious pathogen will be sprayed. Especially that underground bunker, where everyone's trapped, it's too late.

Unless this ventilation system is stopped, everyone on the inside will stop breathing.

The system is already in their hands. Is there any other way to free the hostages from bioweapons?

Jungwoo tapped the containers with his fingers and replied.

If you split a portion of the solution and burst it from the inside of the building, you may be able to take the vaccine before it stops pulmonary function in 'BX-17’. More to the point, sneaking in and blowing up in the underground bunker is probably the best way.

In Jungwoo's sneaking opinion, Hayner's complexion darkens. The three teams you were trying to scout were overwhelmed by the enemy's special weapon just over 20 minutes ago.

Even if you can forcibly enter a building, the underground bunker cannot be locked from the inside. In Hollywood movies, it looks like there are a lot of secret passageways in a bunker like this, but there's only one entrance tunnel and it takes at least a few days to melt the steel doors in the entrance.

Jungwoo sweeps through the ventilation system lines painted on the blueprints and recalls Yumey beating up the facility team. Sights that used to add a separate ventilation shaft to the confined space.

‘Wait.It's weird not connecting a bypass to cleanse an underground bunker like this. That's about the size of a man passing by, right? ’

While Jungwoo's silent gaze flashed across the line, the wireline connected to the terrorist rang.

Tyroric.

Heiner points his index finger at the people, then picks up his handset.

Captain Hayner.

- I don't know if your ears are okay. is the first requirement. Send a billion dollars to your Swiss bank account. The deadline is three hours. You'll know the names of the hostages inside, so make your way around the country. By the way, I sent a video to the press. Let's take a look.

Heiner looks at the monitor in one of the situation rooms where the TV broadcast is flowing, giving a false sense of humor to the person who has been demanding the most.

Both Swiss major and surrounding countries were broadcasting live across from the Wilson Hotel. The BBC interviewed a family of a hostage professor, who called a retired FBI agent to discuss the friendship phenomenon of the kidnapper and a hostage called Stockholm syndrome.

In the meantime, almost every channel started broadcasting a single video called "Emergency Alert."

It was a closed-circuit screen that illuminated 300 people inside the underground bunker who were deeply frightened. Every time people's faces were closed up, their desperate faces looked even bigger.

I looked at the screen instead of looking at Jungwoodo's blueprints. Then I found a woman hemorrhaging someone's knee with blood on her sleeve.

‘· · · Dr. Moon? ’

The screen briefly closes the Doctor Door. Five wounded lie beside her, wrapped in cloth around her arms, waist and neck. It was a blurry video, but it was clear enough that she was struggling to treat the wounded.

- This should be enough to get money from each country. Show some respect, and I'll let some of those wounded go.

Sweet.

Heiner is unable to put the phone down, even though the voice coming from her handset is gone. The perfectly planned terrorist movement was tongue-tied. If I didn't know there was a bioweapon in the building, I would have been blindfolded even more.

Heiner turns to the ISTC investigators who seem to have a better understanding of the situation than he does.

The terrorist is demanding money.

Just as expected. How many hours did I give you?

In Blake's question, Heiner said three hours.

If you don't gather them quickly, it's a fast time. Account tracking is easy, so you'd better be prepared.

Wouldn't you lose your money and your hostages?

I used low-frequency acoustic weapons, not plastic bombs, for the first policeman I approached. Because of the ‘nicking’ nature of this group, injuries trump injuries. We still have time to negotiate.

Nicoping is a terrorism technique that causes the target to be maimed by shooting around the knee with a firearm. She didn't respond as if she had been through this many times.

Council of International Sciences and Technology.

It was the first device I'd ever heard of, but Hayner didn't dig deep. Crossing the control lines of authorities in these important cities without sanctions means that their authority outranks theirs.

“Huh?"

Everyone's gaze gathered around the command desk in Jungwoo's groaning that had been looking at the blueprints all along.

Can you see here? It's an air heating line in the ventilation system designed to keep the internal air pressure in the underground bunker above the external air pressure.

It was a quick explanation because these faces could not understand.

If you keep the internal air pressure high, the air flows through the open hole and doesn't come in. It's one way to keep the air clean in a confined space. The presence of this device necessarily means that there are intake tubes and bypass ducts to the underground bunker.

I found one fingertip of Jungwoo looking at dozens of coffins leading to the cellar.

Here. A passageway large enough for a person to pass through.

Jungwoo thanked Team Leader Yumey for his hard work and vomiting tears almost every day.

Along the line, I reached the vent at the end of the third floor corridor as I walked away from the basement floor, connecting my hands to the blueprint of the next floor, and as it arrived to the point where it was facing the outside.

You can use it when someone enters the hallway hiding with a vaccine and the bioweapon explodes.

Jungwoo was relieved to hear that the Special Forces could save the people inside.

‘Now all you have to do is dispense about 5 mL of the solution into the container. ’

Jungwoo stopped imagining the chemical reaction in the small bottle. It reminded me of information from the molecular world that the catalyst for the first diffusion is also weakened as small.

In Dr. Jordan's nanostructural material, it could cause explosion-level diffusion, but it was a sensitive vaccine that was likely to be damaged by the heat storm.

"Oops."

The answer was that only lightning could trigger it delicately.

Jungwoo turned his eyes to the news that continued to release the video earlier. I also saw a channel broadcasting the fact that she was a Korean doctor when she learned about Doctor Moon's personal information.

Seeing Dr. Moon as a doctor trying to save lives, even as he was a hostage, something in his heart twitched.

Vince, who was beside me thinking, said.

I must go. If we can distract the police from pretending to be in control, we should be able to create enough sneak moments for one of them.

Vince would have shoulders in the aisle? I'll do it.

You are weak in the field. It would be better if a member of Peter or Mills' team · ·

I'm coming.

Blake's eyes widened with the voice of Jungwoo.

Mr. Han?

I am the only one who can deliver the vaccine on site in accordance with the spread of the bioweapon. You just have to hide in the suction tube, so it won't be more dangerous than you think.

Vince shakes his head in ridicule.

I can't give you that burden.

No, I have to go.

Why · · · · · · · · · ·.

My line manager rides a massive masscom. We should go congratulate him. In Korea, if you don't behave like this, it will be photographed immediately.

I was joking, but Jungwoo's heart thumped a long time ago.

Wait.

Vince sighs for a moment as he makes contact with Nathan, then says to Jungwoo.

The Director will follow Mr. Han's opinions.

Jungwoo took a deep breath and said.

Before I go, I'm going to stop by Mohenna's Lab one more time. I have something to take care of.

Geneva, 10: 27 AM - 14 Mohenjo 'er Street

I was busy scavenging through the compound refrigerator on the first floor.

Jungwoo wrapped himself in a Swiss special bulletproof vest handed to Vince and filled each of the holes with a vial of essential compounds like a bullet. Two sets of 30 for each belt. Even the small bag with the waistbelt was fitted with rubber gloves and an empty bottle instead of surveillance equipment.

‘Not enough.’

Jungwoo, who was worried, looked at the pockets of the Swiss police who came with him and asked Vince.

Can I have that, too?

Vince nods and asks for a radio, followed by a pair of pants. As I unzipped to quickly change, I met Blake standing by the door.

"You're not curious about the color of my underwear, are you?

"Oh, I'm sorry.

Blake turns his back.

Jungwoo is wearing black trousers and fills the bag with the remaining compound. When I wrapped my body around the precious compound of heaven that could make anything, my chest felt a little calm.

That's it. Let's go.

Jungwoo comes out and climbs into the back seat of the SUV. On the way to the workshop, Blake asked.

What are they all for?

A burrow of the heart.

Powder?

This one body protection level compound can be prepared at any time, even if it is not a tremendous bioinertizing drug at EOW levels.

An SUV traveling along the road near the Wilson Hotel turned to a clearing where a team of three United Nations Special Operations teams converged to conduct a bilateral war.

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