Chemistry

Shawn Sphere was unable to understand the situation as the GIGN was pushed under his chin. I can't believe the plan to pressure the doctors to complete the latest research and prepare for the final finalization is going wrong in such a short time.

Why?

Shawn holds the detonator in his other hand, with one hand still pointing at the gun.

I don't understand. Now that the wounded are out, you know there's a bioweapon of mass destruction in here? So the institution that robbed the BX plant didn't leak any information?

You press the button on the detonator and a slight vibration comes from the top of the underground bunker. Shawn looks up at the air shaft in the ceiling of the square and says,

Run away. We'll have a better chance of surviving out there.

Even so, the GIGNs who took fire didn't budge.

‘BX-17’ burst. Kill all of you · · ·

Shawn's gaze stops on the black-haired young man standing with his crew.

You · · · · · · · · ·.

Do you know me?

I can't believe I'm meeting you like this.

What kind of situation is this?

Shawn says he can't be seen here, but he imagines the angel of death enveloping the city.

Death scenario for all. We can't survive without a gas mask with a special filter when the bioweapon explodes.

If you're going to die anyway, please send Dr. Moon.

You're not shaking. If you're a chemist, you know what BX-17 can do.

I know, but · · · · · · · · ·.

Shawn notices that the target's eyes are not his own, but a moment toward the blind spot on the left.

Where!

The moment he senses an ambush and turns his back, Vince's silencer locks itself against the wall and aims for Shawn's wrist.

Shoot!

Vince runs at Sean with a shotgun and kicks him in the back like a soccer ball. Jungwoo hugs the collapsing Doctor Door while twisting Sean's wrist to succeed in subduing him.

“Dr. Moon! Are you okay?"

She told me no one was hurt by a small nod.

Vince pushes Shawn against the wall and quickly ties him up with a rope from a nearby crew. I rebelled as I tried to remove the mask, but I was forced to remove it because my arm was under control.

The normal face of the mid-30s, with the brown beard, was revealed.

You're all going to die! You and me both!

Shawn's hollow cry of a weapon of mass destruction echoes through the square.

Jungwoo raises the Doctor Door and turns his eyes to Sean.

No one dies.

"BX-17" has spread. Red Cross, WTO, ITU, ILO, UN. The role of all Geneva-based organizations will be paralyzed, and all agreements, agreements and agreements made here will be broken.

There was no smile, no fear, no complaint on Shawn's face. I didn't feel any emotion except for the conviction he had driven me mad.

‘Ew, that's creepy. ’

A genius scientist who first discovered the possibilities of EOW and proposed cutting-edge studies that were embedded in dozens of monitors. When such a person had a crooked mind, he could feel uneasy with his body and mind for these four days.

Jungwoo takes out a bottle of vaccine bombs from his arms.

You can't kill anyone. You may be crazy, but I'm the crazy one in this underground bunker right now.

What?

I opened the lid and focused on the free electrons.

A sudden flash of lightning flashes through the transparent liquid, spreading flashing molecules throughout the square.

Molecules floating like fireflies in a dark space have finished preparing for the coming ‘BX-17’ into the lungs of all inhalers.

· · · What is that?

That's exactly what you're thinking.

No way.

It was really nice of you to let me meet Natalia. If it wasn't for his research, we wouldn't be able to build a vaccine bomb that would cover an entire city.

Entire province, city?

Jungwoo asked the GIGN crew to take their attention away from Shawn and step outside.

Beevik.

- We've removed the jammer. Vince, can you hear me?

I hear you.

- As soon as the bioweapon went off, Mr. Hahn demanded that we detonate the vaccine on the roof. There have been no reports of anyone collapsing on BX-17. I'm tracking the movement of the money that was paid to the terrorists, and the source was the underground bunker's wireline. Maybe.

Damn, it's late. Can't you do your job right?

Vince walks forward, catching up to Shawn, who was fascinated by his conversation with Jungwoo.

His name is Sean Spears. I don't think it's an alias because it's CERN. Let's check it out. It looks like a giant moving the arms market.

Hey, Vince. What's going on so fast? If you've caught such a big man alive, isn't it extraordinary? Now I have to treat you like a supervisor.

Vince's gaze rises against the Doctor Door and toward Jungwoo walking.

I didn't do anything.

- Oh, come on. Earlier today, I got a call from a helicopter pilot in Switzerland thanking me for my call. Vince, is that you?

I didn't do anything.

- What are you talking about?

* * *

Geneva, 01: 33 PM - Banned Wilson Hotel Entrance

The barrier rises, and the prisoners walk out one by one. Rescuers and police personnel lead them to a temporary tent on one side of the road.

In front of the Joint Situation Room, reporters were waiting for a briefing. As Heiner walked in front of a single phase full of microphones, a large number of cameras were focused.

Rescue Operation has been successfully completed. Treatment of the injured is ongoing and the dead have not yet been released. The perpetrator is a member of the terrorist group 'Red Brigades’, acting as blacksmith benzo and 25 men · · · · · · · ·.

While the briefing was underway, a doctor who was relieved and calling to heaven was captured uniformly on the cameras of the media in each country.

Scientists present at meetings have discovered the context for gaining knowledge about the weapons industry. Also · · ·

- There's the doctor!

A reporter who was watching the entrance shouted, and half of those who were covering Heiner slipped away like a tide.

Arrest all terrorists for follow-up. · · · · · · · · ·

Nevertheless, as Heiner continues his briefing swiftly, he suddenly stops and heads toward the broken lobby.

Dr. moon!

- All five you saved have regained consciousness. If you could just say one thing!

Heiner did not see the woman who received the media's attention in order to save a heavy casualty with her heroic actions. I was looking at a chemist who had turned it into a simple issue that didn't need to be published in the press despite the devastating crisis that the bioweapon had exploded.

· · · To the end. I'd like to thank all of you for helping me carry out this operation without further harm.

After lowering the briefing document and taking a steady stance, Heiner turns to walk out to the right side with his face half covered. Chuck, the image of him saluting was also captured in the cameras of national media.

The fact that there was a serious hostage situation was colourless, the sky above the hotel did not have a cloud.

* * *

Geneva, 05: 15 PM - Caruzu Hospital intensive care unit

Jungwoo was watching inside the clean room blocked by clear glass.

Dr. Moon was injecting the concocted medicine into Dr. Linger from heaven. Right next to her, Professor Juan Felipe, who rescued her a few hours ago, was sitting in a bandage.

‘Complications. I've been using my power for a long time. So I can go into a coma like Dr. Shen? ’

To what degree can a person who took AF-12 and AF-5 exert extraordinary abilities be perceived more clearly by meddling in the work of the CIA.

‘It seems that this kind of power has that kind of side effect. ’

I don't know what's waiting for me after the half-year contract. Jung Woo watched Doctor Moon's treatment with anxiety and concern.

Mr. Han.

Blake walks beside Jungwoo, an attractive agent with blue eyes.

Transportation to Korea starts at 9: 00. Get ready.

Should I give this back to you?

Blake shakes his head as he pulls out his UN ID.

You may continue to use it.

Then I thank you, but you have a lot of power. He just crossed the border without a passport.

Think of it as a gift for help.

I don't know how long I've traveled overseas, but I smiled satisfactorily at the unexpected harvest.

Blake watches the clean room and says,

I'm done cleaning up. I erased Mr. Hahn's face from the media exposure, and I asked Inspector Hayner to take care of it. Mr. Hahn has officially become someone who was never here.

"Oh, thank you.

It was the CIA's interest not to let another kidnapping go through this again. Jungwoo is considerate, but I asked him a few questions because there is one thing that is most important.

When do I expect to receive my low · · · advisory fees?

I set up a Swiss account. Just like you're using your password now.

Do you even know my password?

Blake gives you a silent note. After confirming the account number in the note, Jung couldn't help but laugh.

"Well, Korean personal information. Advertising companies know about it, so it's even weirder that ISTCs don't know about it.

Is there anything else you'd like to ask? Mr. Hahn's instructions were to reflect as much as possible.

"Well, then, just one more.

Jungwoo covered his mouth with his hands and asked Najik.

Can you tell me when my advisory fee in dollars will be converted to Won?

Yes?

You don't have to answer me because I just asked.

Blake smiles strangely. Blake glanced at the tears that were touching his shirt's neck button for no reason and felt like he could hear something with his index finger on his ear.

David asked me to tell you that he wants to get lucky around October 13th.

“Phew.”

“Hu-ul?”

"Oh, it's like sighing when surprised in Korea.

Jungwoo was slightly impressed by the CIA agent who gave him a date when the dollar exchange rate might actually peak.

By October, I had a feeling that I could have a happy day with a very thick pouch.

* * *

Seongnam, Local Angle 01: 01 AM - Air Force Field

I stepped off the C-130 transport and pressed my chest with the palm of my hand in front of the hangar while my teeth barely lowered the void.

“Oh, I'm going to die. I can't get used to this. ”

In front of Jungwoo's arrival, a diplomatic staff member who had seen him five days ago walked in.

“Good job, Jungwoo. ”

“Huh? Secretary. ”

Jung Ming grinned and waved his hand.

“How cleverly you've handled things, the Director of the ISTC has sent us a pretty big gift. ”

“Ahh · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

The secretary still didn't know if it was the CIA. When I release the information, I only nod, smiling at the penalty of any means.

“Do you want to go home? I'll walk you out.”

You point to the Black sedan in which the Imperial Court was parked.

“Then can you drop me off in Gangnam? ”

“Gangnam?”

“I have someone waiting for me. ”

In 20 minutes.

Jung bowed his head to the royal family of the driver's seat in front of the high-end mansion.

“Thank you.”

“Thank you more. Thanks to Mr. Jangwoo, the Korean institution has lived a lot. ”

Hwang Jing Myung, who made a big smile, greeted Jungwoo and drove away.

‘Let's go.’

I walked down the street to the entrance of the mansion, and I saw someone with a hat pressed into the hoodie by the lamppost.

“Were you waiting? ”

It was Yoon Lee Seol who turned his back on Jungwoo's question.

“Hey, you bastard! ”

She runs out screaming, her tears glancing at her face softly.

“I'm sorry. I failed early discharge. ”

“Don't lie to me. When I asked my brother, he said that there can be no such training · ·”

“I love you."

Yoon Yi Seol flinched.

“I'm not cheating. ”

“You don't know the truth. Scary.”

“I'm a woman who doesn't know anything about molasses, so make sure. Are you sure you want to say that? ”

Yoon Iseol's face, visible under the streetlight, was so bright that for 129 hours, she looked at her as if the story of a world that no ordinary person would ever know had been engulfed in its whitening beauty.

“· · I want to kiss, but endure. ”

“Why do you endure that? If you hold on to that, you'll get sick. ”

“Let's just talk about it. I have to work on my checklist. ”

“Chi.”

Yoon Lee Seol, who was looking up at Jungwoo, reached out his arms and hugged him.

“Mr. Lee Seol. Somebody's gonna see us. ”

“Look!”

I scratched my chin to set against the deadly cuteness of Yoon Yi Seol who swirled his head in his arms like a child. I put a hat on her hoodie in case the reporters were sneaking around.

“How are you? ”

“Pretend to call me once for five days and take care of it. ”

“I asked Kiki how she was doing. Kiki, how are you? ”

Yoon Lee Seol grumbled when he shot Jungwoo with a thin eye.

“I'm so happy to be home. ”

A silly joke of Jungwoo caught a smile on Yoon Lee Seul's mouth.

BERLIN, Equal Time - CIA Germany Station Seoul

A reconnaissance satellite that received traffic analysis CCTV footage in the middle of Gangnam sent a transmission to the other side of the globe. It reached one of the tallest buildings in the middle of Berlin.

Wow, is that Mr. Han's girlfriend? Very pretty.

David looks at the monitor and points to Jungwoo and a small, hugging woman. Blake watches over it and shakes his head.

He told me he didn't have a girlfriend. I'm just getting ready to hang out.

Yes? When did you ask · · · what? How sweet and cold is this? Are you jealous?

Be quiet.

Nathan walks behind the two grumbling men.

Blake. Have you had a final report yet?

Almost there.

Send me to my channel when you're done.

Blake laughs and turns his eyes to the analysis report she was writing.

[Name: LIMITED Woo]

[Identification Code: Bomberman]

This identification code was created to indicate among scientists distributed around the world who could have a tremendous impact on the development of new weapons.

The same code was awarded for the disaster being transported to a special inspection facility in the home country.

[Name: Shawn Sphere]

[Identification Code: Bombermam]

[Category: Active Surveillance/Dangerous Person]

If you are designated a dangerous person, you will be wired and alive until you die. After the classification, Blake sends a report to Nathan.

On the CCTV screen, David asked, looking at Jungwoo walking nicely with Hoody's woman towards a building.

Will there be anything else I can ask Mr. Han for?

You better hope not. Even for the world.

Tiric.

Nathan read the report and issued an authorization order. Blake looked at David.

It's settled. Stop pursuing Mr. Han.

Too bad. He looks like a fun guy.

If you're going to keep chasing me with your personal curiosity, prepare yourself.

Stab me and get a bonus?

David smiles, muttering ‘Goodbye, Mr. han’ and tapping the button. CCTV connection to Seoul has been disconnected.

Blake turns his eyes to her monitor with the final classification of Jungwoo.

[Name: LIMITED Woo]

[Identification Code: Bomberman]

[Category: Active Protection/Special Advisory Counsel]

[Note: $15,000 per hour advisory fee is required]

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code: Molecular formula

case: End of War

research: A mixture of three new materials developed by world-renowned laboratories paralyzes everyone within a mile radius with a drop.

code: Molecular formula

case: BB compliant sticky air pressure grenade and others

research: bombs made exclusively of pseudobesity by mixing up rare mixtures owned by Dr. Heaven. The effects are excellent.

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