Heigwang Banjo (1)
“For a while, you two, cool! Stay here. Cool soon! It’ll be soon.”
Leaving Torodor and Goshawk in the living room, Professor Hyeon stood in front of Yu Hee-won’s door.
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After standing still for a while holding the doorknob, he made up his mind and quietly opened the door and went inside.
A bed in a dark room.
There, Yu Hee-won was sleeping curled up like a shrimp.
Professor Hyun, who approached the bedside, slowly knelt down on his knees and looked down at Heewon Yoo’s sleeping face.
A pale face, crumbly hair, and sunken cheeks.
I heard the story from the chairman earlier, but I never thought it would change like this.
Hyeon Gyo-hyeon’s eyes blushed as she saw Yoo Hee-won completely ruined.
I wanted to call you by name. I wanted to stroke her hair. I wanted to hug you.
But he couldn’t, so he suppressed a cough that was about to burst out and rubbed his eyes roughly with his forearm.
I can’t tell Yoo Hee-won that I’m alive right now.
I still don’t know exactly how to do it for children.
So, for now, after taking care of all the obvious things, then….
“I’m sorry, Heewon…”
Professor Hyun sobbed quietly with his face buried in the bed.
* * * * *
Todoror and Goshawk stood against the wall in front of Yu Hee Won’s room.
From inside the door came the sound of Professor Hyun sobbing.
Thorodor is worried that Goth Hawk might kill that girl out of jealousy, but the thing he feared did not happen.
Instead, the goth hawk silently hung his head and just decorated the hem of his robe.
“What do you think?”
“I’m not thinking about anything.”
“Aren’t you jealous?”
Goshawk did not answer, and Torodor did not inquire further.
After a while, Goth Hawk opened his mouth.
“It’s pitiful.”
“What? The Doctor? The girl? Or yourself?”
However, Goshawk was silent.
Who the heck is pitiful?
Thorodor chewed on the answer, but he also thought that he wouldn’t know the answer unless Goth Hawk told him.
By the way, what are we going to do now?
I don’t know.
I overheard the conversation behind the phase portal and got a rough idea of what was going on.
Anyway, depending on what decision the Doctor makes, our fate will be turned upside down.
Soon, Dr. Cube wearing a face shield opened the door and came out.
[Let’s go back.]
“Is it over already, Doctor? Aren’t you staying a while longer?”
[Solve it before morning, cool! There are many things.]
“What else do I need to do?”
Toro Dor laughed awkwardly and scratched his head.
“But anyway, if the doctor wants to do it, he has to do it.”
[Tori, I always like your attitude.]
“Gosh! Did you hear that?”
Torodor tapped Goshawk on the shoulder, and Goshawk nervously shook it off.
[Now, cool! Let’s go.]
“Neng, Doctor.”
Three of them passed through the phase portal to the hideout.
* * * * *
Morning.
Yoo Hee-won, who woke up, had been lying on the bed for a long time, staring at the ceiling.
I don’t know, but the professor appeared in my dream yesterday.
A strange dream in which a professor in a strange suit he had never seen before knelt down on his knees next to the bed and cried and said he was sorry.
Why did you appear in your dream for the first time in two years?
What kind of dream is that?
I searched for dream interpretation on my cell phone, but they say it’s a sign that something good will happen.
What good happens?
Two years ago when the professor disappeared, my life went downhill.
As long as it’s not something that brings the professor back to life, it doesn’t mean anything.
By the way, professor, your complexion doesn’t look good.
He seemed to be coughing too, and his illness was evident.
Annoying.
Why do you appear in a dream like that and make people worry about you? I’m too busy to die
Yoo Hee-won has been promoting something with interest these days.
That’s suicide.
Since there is no will, meaning, or hope to live anymore, they want to die.
But she doesn’t die easily because she has a powerful aura.
So, I searched for information step by step and prepared the necessary things.
Ironically, as she prepares to die, she somewhat regains her vitality.
That he is living hard to die.
“Annoying, annoying.”
Yu Hee-Won, distraught over her dream, tousled her hair and got up in annoyance, then jumped to her feet.
This is not the time.
Hurry up and clean up the surroundings. There’s a mountain of things to do.
Today is the day she decided to commit suicide.
She’ll die soon and go see the professor.
Yu Hee-won left her room while humming her song.
* * * * *
“Hero.”
“Huh?”
Regal Might, who was sitting in her office, suddenly came to his senses when he heard a voice calling him.
“Do-yoon? When did you come?”
“I kept knocking outside, but there was no answer.”
“Is that so? I’ve been thinking about other things. I’m sorry. But what happened?”
“You have to go to the request. The other sidekicks have already scrambled and are ready.”
Legal Mite, who had been dazed for a moment, looked at the notebook on the desk and hurriedly got up.
“Oops. I forgot. Let’s go.”
As she moved to the scene, Regal Might was preoccupied with her the entire time, so she almost ran into a high-rise antenna.
[Hero. Are you okay?]
[Uh uh. Okay.]
Song Do-yoon, seeing Regal Mite’s unusual appearance, asked a sharp question.
[What conversation did you have with Dr. Cube?]
[What, what?!]
Song Do-yoon meant the middle of a battle at the academy, but Regal Mite misunderstood the words as a conversation in the chairperson’s study and asked back in surprise.
Seeing that reaction, Doyoon Song grabbed his tail and asked.
[Something happened.]
[No. No. Nothing happened.]
[Or something secret that you will never tell anyone else.]
Regal Might was not inclined to lie and deceive her opponent, so he kept her mouth shut without looking around.
Song Do-yoon, quick-witted and intelligent, was already able to find some answers in that silence.
There is a certain secret related to Dr. Cube.
However, since he had almost arrived at the request site, Song Do-yoon could no longer ask Regal Mite.
As he joined the other sidekicks, Song Do-yoon began to guess what Regal Mite was not talking about.
The request was simple and quickly closed.
Returning to the office, Song Do-yoon, who was taking out his cell phone to order eel rice bowls for lunch, received a phone call.
“Hello. Yes, that’s me. Yes? A hospital? A suicide attempt…?!”
“Huh? Chief! Where are you going!?”
Leaving behind the other sidekicks calling, Song Do-yoon hurriedly flew somewhere.
* * * * *
Secretto Headquarters.
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At the office of the arrest team to which Han Min-ha belonged, a meeting about the wanted members of the North gang or the team leader’s unilateral grievances were in full swing.
“Shouldn’t we meet the minimum performance before moving on to this quarter? What happened is that no one other than Biomete posted good results?”
The agents poured out their dissatisfaction at the arrest team leader’s brush.
“Is that easier said than done? You have to have information to pursue it or not.”
“That’s right. Even so, it’s the villains, but no one knows whether ordinary runaways fell behind while escaping, entered the North, or washed their identities.”
“To be honest, the fugitives don’t even have special characteristics, so they’re treated like normal people, so it’s damn hard to track them down. If they don’t go to North, I’m not sure if they even need to catch them.”
“And Biomete-senpai is A-level. They say he’s on a different level than us.”
The agents nodded, saying yes, but Han Min-ha, who was sitting in the back seat, was looking down at his knee with an indifferent expression.
The team leader hit him in the chest in frustration at the agents’ resistance.
“Ah, you idiots. You’ll have to arrest them all and interrogate them to decide whether or not something will come out. Don’t you know who’s a Nose and who’s just a fugitive…!”
At that time, the cell phone in Han Min-ha’s suit pocket vibrated.
When I took it out, it was Song Do-yoon’s phone.
It was difficult to answer because I was in a meeting, so I refused to answer the call, and the call came back right away.
I glanced at the team leader who was arguing about something and quietly put the phone to my ear.
“Sorry, Doyun-ah. I’m in a meeting right now… What…?! Heewon?! Attempted suicide?!”
Her other teammates turned to her as Han Min-ha shouted.
“What is it, Biomete? What is it all of a sudden?”
“Hey Arrest Team! Turn on the TV! TV!”
The moment the team leader was about to go after Han Min-ha, the team leader of another team opened her door and shouted.
“What is it?”
“Hey, Administrative Support Team! Turn on the TV! TV!”
However, the team leader had already run to another team’s office and said the same thing.
In the meantime, one of the agents ran over and turned on the large TV hanging on the wall of the office with the remote control.
“Huh…?!”
The agents who saw the scene on TV gasped.
Covids were lined up on the floor in an orderly manner against the background of a red-hot abandoned building.
Cadavers split in half or with their backs cut, dozens of heads, and square chunks of meat compacted in a straight line.
Behind the ghastly corpses stood Dr. Cube wearing a face shield.
[Notify the management bureau.]
A grotesquely altered voice came from within the faceshield.