The Descent Of The Demon God
Chapter 7: 12 Hours (1)
PM 09:03
There was silence in the observation room next to the interrogation room.
Regardless of the distance, not a single person could blink an eye.
Vice Director Ho Il-kyung was so shocked that he couldn't even turn his head while talking to Song Wei-kang, the head of the violent crime division, who was standing behind him.
“... Song. Does this really work?”
“B-He shouldn't have seen..”
It was only possible to see through colored glass or special glass in the interrogation room while using a special device from the military Mobile Strike team.
But looking at Chun Yeowun, it felt like she could really see through the glass.
"How could someone who shouldn't be able to see me look at me!"
Ho Il Kyung yells.
When Song Wei-kang could not give an answer, the short-haired female detective spoke.
"Vice Director. He could have deliberately tried to sway us with a bluff.”
"Bluff?"
“How many times has the interrogation room appeared in movies and dramas lately? There's no way they don't know that there's someone behind glass.”
Hearing his calm words, Ho Il Kyung shook her head in disappointment.
Calling this a bluff is stupid.
The man looked straight at the Deputy Director and spoke of his position as well.
'This man is a soldier of Murim. We can't think of this from an ordinary person's point of view.'
Ho Il-kyung, who was shaken until a second back, calmed down.
To get to his position, he doesn't just play golf and entertain his stupid bosses.
He agreed with one thing the female detective said.
"He may be trying to influence us."
In that case, he should not look shaken.
Being stuck in the speed of a criminal would make it difficult to conduct interrogations.
Even if this glass cannot stop it from seeing, the glass should have no problem with being bulletproof and soundproof.
Ho Il-kyung pressed the button in front of the glass and calmly opened his mouth.
Click!
"Can you see us?"
He must be sure. He needs confirmation.
isn't your man saying that it can't be seen?
'!!!'
Ho Il-kyung frowned at Chun Yeowun's words.
Again, he spoke while looking through the glass.
The atmosphere was so silent, it should be difficult to tell if one was in the observation room or not.
'... naughty bastard.'
For some reason, he felt annoyed by Chun Yeowun's attitude.
Not losing his composure, Ho Il-kyung presses a button and speaks.
"Let the doctor go."
Ho Il-kyung demands the release of Cho Se-jong.
If he continues to hold the man, then the doctor will turn into his hostage.
-Euk, please.. help!
Cho Se-jong, who was frightened, almost begged Chun Yeowun.
Ho Il-kyung continued to speak calmly.
“If you let the doctor do his job and leave. I'll make sure that your punishment is minimized. ”
An attempt to negotiate.
“I am Deputy Director of Public Security Bureau. I have the discretion to close my eyes in special cases.”
- Vice Director?
“There is only one person above me here. Can't you still trust me?”
- huh?
Of course, it's a lie. He's just bidding for the doctor's life.
Ho Il-kyung's mind was already filled with thoughts of punishing the man in the interrogation room.
"I'll show you how to do it."
The CCTV cameras in the interrogation and observation room were still on, and the people working for him were watching, which meant he had to show his skills as much as possible.
"Vice Director, negotiations with criminals ..."
"I'll be responsible for this."
"Vice Director…"
Others do not realize it and think that their Deputy Director is trying to save the doctor.
They had no idea that Ho Il-kyung was an expert at creating good images.
However, there was another reason why Ho Il-kyung tried to negotiate.
'Huh. Do I look like I'm going to negotiate with criminals?'
Ho Il-kyung's eyes look elsewhere.
It was Cho Se-jong's free hand.
An anesthetic shot that's half of his pocket.
Cho Se-jong is the doctor who handles most such cases.
And every time he entered, he would be ready to face all possible situations.
'With a slight diversion from it, it can be used.'
Ho Il Kyung smiled.
He had to do anything so that Chun Yeowun did not notice.
Click!
Ho Il-kyung pressed the button again and spoke.
"We're not going to do a blood test, so let the man go ..."
The crack!
- Kuaaaak!
Even before his words were finished, screams erupted from Cho Se-jong.
Cho Se-jong, whose wrist was broken, groaned in pain.
Unable to contain his anger, Ho Il-kyung stomps and shouts.
"What the fuck is that bastard doing!"
He did not expect this to happen without the injections given.
In a condescending tone, Chun Yeowun spoke.
- I thought you were stupid. Do you think that I can't see it through the mirror?
'This…'
The Deputy Director was silent for a moment.
Because of Chun Yeowun's attitude, she forgot that the glass in the interrogation room was like a mirror.
'Dirt!'
If he thinks clearly, he will prevent Cho Se-jong from using that injection.
It was Chun Yeowun's way of saying that it was your own fault.
is there any reason why I took this man hostage?
"What?"
- Do not do useless things. And let go of the illusion that I came here because I was afraid of you.
At Chun Yeowun's warning, Ho Il-kyung punches the glass with his fist.
"This ... This bastard!"
He forgot about creating a good image and ended up cursing it.
Neither Song Wei-kong nor the other two detectives said anything while staring at their boss.
'How could that cheap bastard threaten me? Deputy Director of the Public Security Bureau?'
That's not good.
The man locked up in the interrogation room.
A favorable image or whatever, he could not hold himself back anymore.
Ho Il-kyung, who used his fist on the glass, suddenly realized something.
'uh? Wait, did I press the mic button earlier?'
He was so angry with the sudden incident that he did not notice it.
As it turned out, the mic button was not pressed as he cursed the man.
Looking back, he asked Song Wei-kang.
“... did I happen to press the mic button?”
“Eh?”
He could tell just from his shock.
He must have let go of his buttons in shock when he saw his wrist broken.
'H-He ... what is he?'
The observation room was soundproof, so even if someone shouted inside, his voice would never come out.
But Chun Yeowun could listen to them.
Ho Il-kyung looks at Chun Yeowun with fear in her eyes.
"Yo-You .. what the fuck are you?"
Chun Yeowun replied in a low voice.
"Hhhh!"
ho Il Kyung.
The criminal spoke with an attitude that said he would soon leave the interrogation room.
Trying to suppress his anger as much as possible, Ho Il-kyung asks Song Wei-kang without looking back.
"Interrogation rooms 4 and 5 are for people with special abilities, right?"
“Y-Yes. He's here because he's a Murim.”.
"okay."
He asked to confirm it.
The interrogation room where Chun Yeowun was locked was specially for people with special abilities.
Among those with special abilities, including the Murim warriors, some believed in their own strength and never cooperated with the police.
So, this chamber is made of special alloys.
Glass between rooms is made of bulletproof material that can withstand more than 15 minutes grinding with the machine and does not break.
Clik.
Ho Il-kyung opens the safety box next to the microphone.
It has two buttons.
On the left is a green button that releases tranquilizers and sleeping gas, and on the right is a red button that releases tear gas.
A device was installed to subdue those who were rampant during interrogation.
“Haa.”
He took a deep breath before looking through the glass.
If the man could hear her, then he would not need to press a button to speak.
"I don't care what kind of support you have."
“…”
“Because of endangering the life of a Public Security officer, you will be thrown in jail for 24 years. I've seen dozens of people who bluff because they believe in their abilities.”
He spoke calmly, but there was a tremor in his voice.
It's clear that he's angry.
With his index finger, Ho Il Kyung was about to press the red button.
Song Wei-kang, who saw that, was confused.
“Vice, Deputy Director. Dr. Cho is still in the room.”
“Stay behind!”
Ho Il-kyung stretched out his palm and gestured not to approach him. Glaring, he continued to talk to Chun Yeowun.
“You asked us not to bother you? Ha! Mental bastard. I'll risk my position as Deputy Director to make sure you'll never see the light of day again. You will not leave the interrogation room. If you come out, you will be branded as a criminal and directly brought to justice.”.
Bang out!
At that moment, Chun Yeowun struck the glass with her palm.
Just a palm, but the glass swayed as if it was struck by a powerful fist.
No scratches on it.
Shocked, the Deputy Director gasped but immediately grinned, making sure that the glass was working.
"Ha huh! You think bulletproof glass is called bulletproof for no reason? As if it would break with just a palm .. ”
Jjkkk!
'!?'
Before he could even boast again, a special glass began to crack around where Chun Yeowun's palm was struck.
Chun Yeowun did not even hit the glass a second time.
Grp!
The glass around Chun Yeowun's palm started to shake.
The vibration is getting stronger and scarier.
'I-This is crazy!'
Confused, the Deputy Director tried to hurriedly press the red button.
That was.
The crack!
“Ugh!”
“Kyaa!”
The glass broke like powder and covered the observation room.
After the incident, the two detectives, Song Wei-kang and the Deputy Director were all thrown against the wall.
Thump! Thump!
"Coughs! Cough!"
“Eh..”
Most of the glass is turned into powder. If it wasn't for that, all of their bodies would have been pierced by broken glass.
They hit the wall and fell to the floor, coughed at the sudden situation, and fainted.
Step over!
That's when, Ho Il-kyung heard footsteps.⁽¹⁾
Although he was unconscious, he knew that something bad was going to happen and tried to pull out his gun, but his body floated up.
“Kak!”
Bang out!
“Kok!”
He was glued to the wall of the observation room.
The Deputy Director, who was nailed to the wall by an unknown force, tried to make a move, but failed.
He had a gun in his hand, but it was useless.
"Vice Director!"
How interesting!
The big male detective pulled out his gun after coughing.
The short-haired lady also hurriedly stood up and pulled her gun.
But, uh,
Whey!
"Aah!"
"G-Gun!"
Both of their weapons were pulled from their hands and into the hands of others.
It was Chun Yeowun who entered the observation room.
Chun Yeowun, who was holding both weapons in her hands, squeezed them.
The crack!
Like plastic toys, their weapons are destroyed.
It was a piece of metal that fell to the floor.
'T .. no wa .. cara.'
Song Wei-kang could not even stand up. He was too surprised to even move.
Afraid of this unknown power, the female detective slumps to the floor.
The male detectives, who realized that their situation was the worst, rushed towards Chun Yeowun, thinking she had to do something.
"You!"
Whey!
Chun Yeowun lightly waved her hand towards the detective.
Woong!
“Ak!”
Bang out!
The large male detective's body flew towards the wall as if he was as light as a tissue.
With a bump on the wall, he started bleeding from his head and fainted.
'I ... this man ... how .. does he do this?'
The Deputy Director, who was glued to the wall, was gripped with fear.
During his life as a Public Security officer, he saw many Murim fighters.
Of course, most of them were incoming criminals, but they were all nothing in front of this man.
Step over! Step over!
Chun Yeowun slowly approached him.
He had just walked over, but the Deputy Director could feel his heart pounding at every step.
'Please 'Let's! Please!'
He wanted to say something, but he could not even open his mouth.
Jjk!
His pants are warm and wet.
With a low growling voice, Chun Yeowun said.
"I must have warned you."
Yes, he did hear that warning.
Chun Yeowun stared intently at the Vice Director, who remained silent without saying anything, and thought for a moment, then spoke with a smile.
“Sandera. You should do well for that role.”
'!!!'
Vice Director's eyes widened as if they were about to come out.