I Was A Porter

_

“Xi Temp Im Ha.... C”

The emulsion lies on the couch and mutters without shaking.

The first night in the White House brought oil to life.

I was wondering if I could see Lincoln's ghost, which was just a story, walking around in front of Lincoln's room where Khan and Eid were sleeping for a long time.

Eventually, he leaned against the door of the room and fell asleep, and when he got up early in the morning, he curled up and took her to the room to sleep on the floor.

Such havings were also a day or two, and after a week passed, the emulsion got bored.

“No Lincoln, no Roosevelt…. ”

“Wouldn't that be creepier? ”

“Oh, you don't call them ghosts. You don't call them ghosts. In fact, ghosts... ”

Seung-ho took Eid and went to Trumpo while Yoohwa grabbed onto his hippo and talked nonsense.

Knock-knock.

As he entered his private office with a light knock, Trumpo, who was comfortably dressed, was reading the documents as he lay flat on his chair.

“How is it going? ”

“There is still some news... ”

If I could capture them alive, I asked them to bring me in first, but the gangsters fought to live.

Those who resisted to death were almost impossible to capture because they couldn't touch them directly.

Throughout the week, his insides burned, but Trump felt safe all day long.

This was the end of the waiting period.

I've already finished talking to everyone and decided to find my own bar to kill meaningless time.

“We leave tomorrow at 9: 00. ”

At the end of the race, Trump jumps to his feet, his chair pushes him back, and his body falls to the ground.

He hurriedly approaches Seungho as he falls and grabs his waist above his hip.

“What's that supposed to mean? If we wait a little longer.... ”

“Know that. ”

He opens his mouth to make excuses, but decisively hangs up his words.

After closing the door, Trumpo tries to follow behind the lake, but he flinches at Seungho's cool gaze and can't move.

He looks him straight in the eye and kicks his tongue across the side of Seungho, closing the door.

“Tsk, I'm drowning in soup, but I have to look at my liver. ”

“Thinking about how to hold us for so long, they left us with the worst number. ”

“When I heard Khan's story, I didn't think he was like this. ”

There was a considerable disconnect between Trumpo's appearance and the one he had first talked about.

A person who knew when the crisis came, was exactly who he was.

“It's a life-threatening matter, so maybe you took it a little bit off the side. As Khan understands the room well, he is an appalling person who understands the concerns of his opponent. There are many unfortunate things about him. ”

Since everyone's opinions were gathered, he decided to leave the White House and look for it himself, but Seung-ho was a little compassionate in his eyes, looking at the door that seemed rather daunting.

After noticing the heart of such a victory, Eid opened his mouth to relieve the burden of his heart.

“Draksh won't come here anyway. Now that you're quiet, I think you're up to something, but I don't think Drax is going to touch Trump. If social chaos was the goal, he would have already committed terrorism elsewhere. ”

Seung-ho, who holds the handle of Lincoln's chamber, looks at Eid's words as if to say something.

Eid urged me to go into the room for such a win.

Seung-ho looked at Eid with suspicious eyes and opened the door.

The emulsion that was lying on the couch took over the bed.

I sat on the couch ignoring her who glanced at Eid as if she would not step aside today.

“What did you just say? Those freaks are spreading all the time. ”

“They're malnourished. They can't even think straight. ”

Sid's initial examination of the gangrene's brain showed that the upper part of the brain was damaged.

The monsters who appeared always took people's lives endlessly, but they clearly lost the sense of purpose to do something about it.

I was just constantly thirsty for life, but I was just following people around.

I was proud of Eid's expression because I didn't know what he was going to say.

“Surely the right ones will show up, not these broken ones. And if they show up, just like Khan said... ”

I said it with pride, but I realized that this idea wasn't coming out of her head.

Seung-ho smiles at Eid, who looks like he wants to.

“You didn't think, but you sound like you did. ”

I could see in whose head what she was trying to say.

The car stared at Seungho slowly turned away.

He sighs silently and opens his mouth slowly, looking at him.

“I think these guys are bait. If they were right, they'd be up in the water somewhere planning a job like this. ”

“You make it sound like you know the place. ”

Seung-ho asks a question with a gentle expectation of Khan's confident tone.

In his anticipated eyes, the Khan smiled bloody.

“It's not about finding the right people and asking them. How do you know that? ”

The Khan says nothing, but the thunderbolt flashes into the head of the triumph.

“That's it!”

Seung-ho, who was so excited that his front and back were changed, stood up tightly holding his fist.

Thanks to this, Eid wondered if he had any less learned Korean.

“What? What's that? ”

“I was so excited, I couldn't believe it. ”

“You're like a Korean... ”

Seung-ho was distracted from the thought that might be insulting to Eid.

In response, the people in the room began to concentrate, starting to squeeze their ears.

He got out of bed and came close to Seung-ho.

Seung-ho, who was tightly closed, wets his lips once and opens his mouth slowly.

* * *

“Then, please. ”

There is no way to catch Seung-ho's group leaving.

Moreover, Pua pushed up because she even did a rather troublesome request in the leaving yard.

Ultimately, Trump didn't come out to see them off and Sidman dropped them off in an awkward atmosphere.

“Don't worry, I'll update you every day as information comes in. ”

He changed his mind throughout the three stages of the morning in the description of the win.

Is that so?

Maybe I am.

Possibility is sufficient.

Sid calls from somewhere, looking at the car leaving.

“Chairman of the Association, I'm dying. Yeah, I hear he's been really sick lately. Haha, you must be feeling refreshed. Yes, it's not different... ”

Even inside the car, someone's mouth moves relentlessly as he looks at his speechless gaze.

“I think I saw Lincoln yesterday. ”

“Fucking Lincoln. I saw Lincoln, too. ”

“It's real.”

“Of course it is. ”

The hostile group was devastated by the euphemism, but there was no one who was surprisingly interested in her.

If only Eid had sent a gesture to support him, then he would have laughed as he looked at him.

The car sitting next to him muttered as he looked toward the White House without getting distracted by the atmosphere.

“I'm sure you'll be investigating them one by one. ”

“That's why I asked Sid. No, technically, did you ask President Trumpo? ”

“I don't know what to say, but I hope all these weirdos show up soon. ”

“I agree. It should be easier to find the guy hiding. ”

Seungho proposed a very simple method.

With the exception of the missing hunters who were found to be gangsters, some of them will eventually have Izzie.

We find them and we chase them back to the station.

Of course, this was not an incredibly groundbreaking way, and there was no guarantee that even if you narrowed it down this way, you would find it.

“But even if all the missing hunters were found to be gangsters, they wouldn't all have gone under the Dracsch, would they? Even if you exclude one person from being found guilty, there could be people who are still missing or hiding because they committed another crime. ”

“But how many of them are there? Moreover, the number of people to look for could be anywhere from a thousand units to 10 units. ”

Eid was having some negative thoughts, but it was better than holding his hand until Drachmas showed up.

“He'll be evacuating the White House for a while, right? ”

“Actually, he might have left before we did. ”

Eid groans and scowls at Trump, but most of his thoughts seem to agree.

Seung-ho saw Trumpo's behavior last night, so I thought maybe.

* * *

After walking along the Han River promenade for a long time, the choo-choo day brought out the horse first.

“Where have you been these past few days without saying a word? ”

“Am I supposed to report that to you? ”

His voice is cold, and his body trembles as he flinches.

He also pleaded not to actively participate in the merger and desperately stopped being registered as a criminal in the association.

Even though the spring muscles led him, his sins were never lighter, so he avoided registering only with the association.

Once he registered as a criminal hunter, he had to agree to location tracking, so he was limited to his convictions, and he needed the permission of the association to work with Hunters one by one.

Moreover, if the biggest problem is the number of people registered as outlaw hunters causing problems, human rights were not guaranteed to drop immediately on the spot.

So he could fully understand how he felt when he looked at himself coldly.

“That's not it... Anyway, good. I was wondering if he disappeared like the other hunters, but he looks fine. ”

When New Year's Day spoke in a worrying tone, the carp looked at him with an expressionless eye.

The god who met his eyes gave me the creeps, but I forced him to pull his mouth up and smile.

I was weighing it in my head, wondering if I could kill him or not.

I try to think briefly about how to get rid of my feelings and what comes after.

New Year's Eve smiles awkwardly, not even realizing that her life is coming and going.

“Are you ready for what I said? ”

At the words of the carp, I wiped out the smile that was awkward and nodded my head.

He did not explain the details, but it was difficult to ignore a request for a new person to feel sorry for him.

New Year's Eve took her crude 2G phone out of her arms and handed it to him.

“But you didn't really cause trouble, did you? I wonder..."

Even though I'm worrying about the damage to myself, I'm starting to feel a little overwhelmed.

“It's none of your business. ”

New Year's Day is a mouth-watering place, but I no longer ask him if he felt his feelings in the growling voice of the carp.

“If you go to Incheon Harbor Coal Dock before 21: 00 tonight, you'll get a call. If we go where he says, we'll be able to get in for China. ”

Finally, I handed him the crossbag he was holding on his shoulder.

“Hand over the money in the white envelope and you'll be in danger, and when you get there without a hitch, call the number stored on the phone. Well, if you give him the money in the red envelope, he'll take you where you want him to go. ”

I wanted to ask why I left for China, but I didn't feel like answering, so I put the question in my heart.

A few hours after Root left for harm, Seung-ho arrived at Incheon Airport.