I Was A Porter

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Yunnan Sheng.

It is a castle in south-western China, the cradle of ancient Asian humanity, and in particular the old poem of Rijang was a wonderful high city with preservation of traditional houses to give the impression that it had been passed over 1000 years.

A thousand years ago, this city seemed to be drifting with a sudden icy death.

Along the rooftop with the night off, Carp coveted Lee's night.

Taesoo led him here, but he couldn't sleep well every night when he was out there.

I couldn't even think of running away.

The caries showed themselves how people died, and they were tied to a necklace without form because they didn't want to die the same way.

“Smile. It's weird when you're on tour and it's dark, right? ”

At the end of the carp, Tae-su, who was having breakfast with a dark face, gave an artificial smile.

The carp raises the tail of his mouth and puts the mouth to his ear.

“If you're advertising ‘We're Suspicious,' I'll kill you right now. ”

His cold voice flashes through my mind.

People die, they die, and they have to live.

I stopped eating, smiling forcefully thinking that I should protect my life while worrying about their lives.

The streets of Rizhang were crowded with public safety like never before.

Nearly a hundred people died overnight in the Rifles.

The first thing I suspected was gangsters, but there were a lot of things I didn't think were gangsters.

First of all, the condition of the body was different from those of the original gangsters.

Those killed by the Goblin shrunk to the skin like dry old trees, but the dead bodies in the reed turned black and died.

Initially suspected of poison terrorism, but there were no matches among the foods they ate.

The next day, more people died than the day before.

The breasts of the investigating public have begun to feel uneasy.

I thought maybe something had gotten into a big storm.

Their expectations were correct.

The hurricane began to gradually grow in size.

* * *

Seung-ho collects her glances and asks again.

“Semiplegis?”

“Yes, he's gone. ”

The trainee sighs and opens his mouth again as his words do not change much.

“I led the merger before.... ”

“Oh! I remember. But why him? ”

“I talked to Junsu's group and they talked about it, so I went to see their faces... It's gone.”

Seung-ho was sensitive to the word "gone."

I put the apple I had sliced off my skin and stood up on my desk.

Seung-ho went out and hit him before he could say anything.

“Don't worry, I'll find out about him and get back to you. Seung-ho, there's more to talk about... ”

“Oh, yes. Well done."

When Jed notices that Seung-ho has something to say, he leaves the room with a greeting.

After the visit closes, she turns her head to look up at Ascension.

“I'll be careful going forward. ”

He quickly admitted his mistake, and he no longer wrote a book.

Coming up next to Seung-ho, she sits in front of the computer and checks her e-mail naturally.

“I told you it was a mycelium. Hmm... It's also on the list here. ”

Ascension's gaze also turned to the monitor, she said.

“It's been hard to observe since the incident, since I've barely been out of the house, but according to recent sightings, I met him briefly in the Han River. Seems odd since then. Class 2 to be managed. Temporary Case Management Class 3. ”

When I saw the last management rating, I scratched the back of my head.

“It's a long shot, right? ”

“I think... Although it's been missing recently, it's most likely due to stress from the Association's ongoing surveillance. ”

“First, I should call someone called New Year's Day and check it out. You knew something last time I saw you. ”

It started out small.

No one thought that the target was only a temporary class 3, not a class 1 or a class 2.

However, the thought began to twist gradually from that evening.

I was quite surprised to hear from the people who were looking for where the spring muscles had gone.

“Infiltration?”

“Yes. It's bothering me. ”

“What's your emergency?”

“First of all, I'm in the break room because I brought you here as a reference. ”

“Let's go that way. ”

I followed the staff's instructions to the break room.

As I opened the door and entered, New Year's Eve, who was touching my fingertips, suddenly woke up.

Seung-ho was quite surprised that he didn't know he was coming.

“Greetings. In the meantime... ”

“You're not exactly the greeting type, are you? Please, have a seat. ”

When New Year's Day sat down in a bad posture, I asked the questions in earnest.

Whether he knew what he was going to do in China or was in constant contact with him, he continued to ask questions, but his answer came as one.

“I don't know. I really don't know. ”

I carefully examined whether they were true or false, but I didn't think they were lying.

As long as he was already found out, he had tremendous loyalty and couldn't be protected or heard.

He was not a great man to think of when he denied the accusations of the past and sold his mustache as his driver.

“I don't know why I went. I don't even know what I'm doing there. What do you know? Now, you continue to be uncooperative, and applause is the second-grade institutional care target. Did you know that wrapping him up like this could ruin Shin Il's life? ”

“I'm serious. I really haven't heard anything. Why would I hide him? I gave in to the threat and saved him. I'm a victim, too."

Seeing that he was in such a hurry to defend himself with a wave of his hands, he really didn't seem to know.

I kept my mouth shut and stared at him to try to get some more stories out.

New Year's Eve does tell a story, but his mouth is full of nourished stories.

When I met him at Han River blunt, he looked a little blunt, but he seemed to have lost a little weight... As he squeezed his head and remembered the story of that day, he clapped his hands and opened his mouth again.

“Oh! And I said some strange things. ”

Seung-ho nodded his head as he continued to make all the wrong noises, even at night, and was about to send it back.

I thought this might help, but I opened my mouth carefully to say one more thing.

“He mutters blah, blah, blah. Maybe they're bringing contraband to China.... This story is useless, isn't it? ”

In the story from the mouth of New Year, Seungho felt a gentle tickle in his head.

Seungho leans forward to catch a small clue just in case.

“Let's talk in detail. ”

“Just before the day was over, I was drooling like it was nothing. ‘When the bowl is made...’ I think I said it, but I didn't say it properly.... ”

New Year's Eve was blurry at the end to see if this story would help.

At the end of the story, New Year's Day was silent.

I didn't want to say it, but I really didn't have anything else to say.

Seung-ho is deep in thought, and New Year's Eve rubs her nails like a frenzy.

It was the break room door that drew the tidal wave from the swamp of thought.

To be precise, it was the one who opened the door.

“What are you doing? You still have something to say? ”

“Huh? No, I have something to think about. You can go now. If you have any more questions, please let me know. ”

“Oh, yes. Of course, of course. ”

New Year's Eve quickly left the break room with a greeting.

Looking back at him like that, Seung-ho tried to clear his mind, but he was not easily plunged out like a thorn.

There were many unnatural corners to think that they left for China because they simply didn't like being watched.

“What took you so long? ”

You omitted the useless story of losing weight on your carp and told me about your doubts.

After hearing the story, Eid tilted his head to the suspicion of Seung-ho.

“The bowl?”

“Yes. I like the word bowl a little bit. Feels like water is leaking from a broken bowl, doesn't it? Is that what we're looking for? ”

“Isn't that a little harsh? I can fit it in. ”

“If we investigate, we'll find out. The results will tell you if I'm right, if you're right. ”

Seung-ho said as if he had realized something, but Eid tried to ignore his opinions as if he had no idea.

He said as if to leave the attitude of the child behind, he smiled and left the break room.

* * *

“As you said, we have calculated the damage to the gangsters in China, but we don't think we need the previous data, so we've been investigating since the date the roots arrived in China. ”

The documents that the employee handed over were as thick as long words.

Since the first chapter, Seung-ho's eyes froze.

Seung-ho's face was filled with embarrassment because he was not at all familiar with reading these documents.

He grabbed the documents next to him as if he cared about such a victory.

Seung-ho reached out his hand as a courtesy, but he looked around the room reading the documents.

“113 deaths occurred as a result of a recent incident in Qingdao, Shandong. The Goblin died on the scene, and I don't think this is... ”

He handed over the Elongated Paper and read it. Everything on his desk about the death of the Goblin.

When Seung-ho couldn't take her eyes off the reading with a serious expression, Yoohwa smiled and was ashamed.

“Wait a little longer. ”

The paper in the hand of the emulsion, which was repeated to read and put down, was two masterpieces.

She lays one down in front of Seung-ho and explains.

“This is the case of all the people who had died in all twenty towns. We don't know where the culprit went, but it says he may be a culprit in a nearby Sichuan castle. ”

You hold the last piece and continue to smile in Seung-ho's eyes.

“What?”

“Hehe, I want you to buy me lunch today. ”

“Of course not... ”

“Of course, alone! ”

As he stops speaking, the emulsifier bends over and pushes his face closer.

Seung-ho nods, dumbfounded by his close face.

“Well, I'll explain over dinner! ”

I promised, but Seung-ho had a history of hitting the back of his head, so he took the paper and went out.

It was almost lunchtime, so Seung-ho also left the building behind him.

He dragged it to his favorite sushi restaurant and placed it in the room at the innermost part.

Given the removal of the nameplate on the reservation seat, it was obvious that he tried to drag him in advance with this excuse.

“I'll tell you before the food comes out. This is the case in Rizzo, and I think this is the most powerful one. Nearly 400 deaths in three days in Riot. Although it's somewhat different from the body of an existing gangster... ”

The description was long enough that I thought it would contain all of the contents in one chapter.

Her explanation ran towards the end.

“... and the autopsy revealed that the inside of the body was blackly decomposed. Poison... You don't think it's poison? ”

Seungho recalls in his mind how the land of the traces of Draksh had changed beyond the gate.

The Black Land of the Dead.

The inside of a black corpse.

“There.”

With Seungho's words, he nodded forcefully.