The Descent Of The Demon God
Chapter 8: 12 Hours (2)

PM 11:45

“Haa.. haaa..”.

In the quiet interrogation room 4, someone exhaled violently.

It was Ho Il-kyung, whose face was drenched in sweat.

His posture while sitting in a chair looks very uncomfortable.

His arms drooped, but looking at his shoulders, it seemed like they were sprained.

'Ih, shit! To release the bones once in a while!'

Ho Il Kyung swore.

It seemed like only the shoulder blades were sprained, but even the elbows were sprained.

Even the slightest movement did not hurt.

'How could I, the Deputy Director, end up like this?'

Opposite him was Chun Yeowun, sitting on a chair with her eyes closed.

Peaceful face, as if meditating.

'Damn you bastard. Are you saying that you are not worried at all after holding me hostage?'

Is correct.

He is a hostage of Chun Yeowun.

The deputy director of the bureau was taken hostage in the Public Security Bureau itself.

'Dirt!'

He misrepresented his position.

He just revealed himself as the perfect hostage.

Chun Yeowun takes one hostage, warns them not to bother him anymore, and drives the other two detectives and Song Wei-kang out of the room.

With the glass between the two rooms breaking apart, it was like an interrogation room and an observation room becoming one.

'What are they doing?'

Ho Il-kyung looks at the CCTV camera on the ceiling.

Because the observation room was a mess, the only functioning CCTV camera was in the interrogation room.

'Do they not bother to do their job? Why aren't the people who should have come in right away?'

His stomach was swollen with anger.

From what he heard through Song Wei-kang, it was clear that the Special Mobile Attack Team, the 5th team, had completed their mission and would return.

Even if they were on the outer wall of the northern side of the city, they would arrive in 40 minutes.

But there's no word from them.

It was painful yet numb due to the dislocated bones, but it was even more painful to see Chun Yeowun was fine.

'Ugh, let me get out of here, that Song, that bastard will be transferred to the suburban police station near the gate.'

Song Wei-kang was the one who called the Deputy Director after work hours.

While waiting to be rescued, Ho Il-kyung looks at Chun Yeowun.

It was late at night, so he wondered if Chun Yeowun was sleeping.

Chun Yeowun did not even move.

Watching that, the Deputy Director stood up very slowly.

Shh!

"You take one step, and I'll break your leg, making you unable to walk."

'Smoke!'

His heart seemed to fall instantly.

She had just woken up, but Chun Yeowun spoke without opening her eyes.

srh!

The Vice Director, who got up, immediately sat down.

Chun Yeowun closed her eyes, but she could still tell his movements.

"I was thinking of breaking your leg from the start."

'!!!'

Hearing the voice of Chun Yeowun, who spoke like she was upset, Ho Il-kyung prayed for her to wake up.

The Deputy Director grumbled.

'What did that bastard do with his eyes closed?'

He's going crazy.

There was a reason why Chun Yeowun was meditating.

He spent time organizing and receiving the information that went into his head.

'A strange and surprising world.'

The future world, which depended on electricity and energy, shocked Chun Yeowun.

Not only that, but everything from the culture to the structure of society was completely different from the world he was familiar with.

'The world without the Imperial family ...'

That was what surprised Chun Yeowun the most.

In his time, the existence of the Imperial family was a real reality.

It is said that the current time has several foreign countries where the royal family exists, but it is only a symbolic existence without power.

At all of those changes, even his cold heart was shocked.

'Is this how time changes? But.'

Nano alone is enough to know how amazing the change is.

Chun Yeowun remained calm despite the new information due to Nano, which is far superior to modern technology.

'Well, the information that Nano had just given me was fundamental, right?'

[Wireless internet was blocked when we entered the Public Security building, so this is all I can collect.]

This is all the information Nano can collect.

Due to the short time it took to gather and organize vast information in this era, Nano can only point out a portion of it.

Highly confidential Public Security does not use wireless internet.

In addition, there is not enough time to gather information with all the troublemakers and bus trips to this place.

The information Nano gathered was shortly after getting off the bus and into the building.

Chun Yeowun asked Nano to transfer the collected information to her brain.

'Nanos. I'd like to ask you this question some time ago. I know that you were created a few hundred years from now. If so, why don't you just pass on the information you know without having to collect it?'

This is the question.

He felt that gathering information was unnecessary.

Originally, Chun Yeowun would not ask such a question, but as she received information from the present day and became more aware of computers and the internet, she began to have such questions.

[There is a significant difference from the stored data.]

'What?'

[Society, culture, and technology all have differences from what is stored in the stored data, so I have to distinguish it.]

Chun Yeowun could not understand it.

That is, this was a different era than the one Nano knew.

Chun Yeowun frowned.

'How did that happen?'

On that question, Nano gave the most accurate answer.

[There is a high probability that this is another time axis.]

'Different time axis ...? Ah…!'

Hearing those words, Chun Yeowun recalled the words of his descendants.

His descendant Chun Mu-seong explains that his existence is not lost even though the past changes due to his relationship to the time axis.

It is said that when actions and decisions occur differently, the dimensions of the universe are divided, and the axes of time are different.

'Then this is a completely different world.'

The information stored in Nano is meaningless.

In terms of numbers, that means Chun Yeowun starts at 0.

'So, how do we get back to the original world?'

He had a reason to come back.

He could not live in this era.

The worried Chun Yeowun asked Nano.

'Nanos. Is there a time machine I can use to travel... hm?'

Chun Yeowun, who asked the question, stopped and opened her eyes.

He looked at the ceiling.

'uh? Why would he do that?'

The Deputy Director, who was looking at Chun Yeowun, was confused.

Second floor of Shenyang City Public Security Bureau.

The atmosphere of the team on the second floor was the worst.

The 3rd team, including the off-duty detectives, are all called in.

Deputy Director of Public Security is being held hostage.

But there was no good way to save him.

The female detective with short hair and a face full of bruises smiled when asked by the head of the violent crime division.

"Is there a problem with CCTV?"

“Said no movement at all. The Deputy Director was still unharmed. ”

The female detective went to the CCTV room to see what happened.

Bang out!

Song Wei-kang smashed the table with his fist.

"Are you smiling? Are you smiling seeing this?”

He saw how the Deputy Director was humiliated before their eyes.

Shoulders and elbows sprained, and screams.

He even pees.

"... Still, there are no further injuries to him."

The female detective replied in a slightly dissatisfied voice.

Song Wei-kang did not want to make eye contact with the woman who did not take her duties seriously.

It was because he was the only one who did not fight in the observation room.

He could not blame her for being afraid.

"Suckers! Where's team 5? ”

Song Wei-kang asked another detective.

The detective in charge of gathering information spoke.

"There's been no response since the last radio message we received about an hour ago."

“Haa..”

Song Wei-kang sighed.

Originally, the 5th team should have arrived at the office long ago.

Unfortunately, they have a problem.

It said they were attacked by Murim fighters who appeared to have links to the people they captured.

Thanks to that, they could not arrive at the appointed time.

Song Wei-kang was nervous.

'There's not much time left.'

He never dreamed that such a trial would happen.

Since the Deputy Director was being held hostage right in front of him, it was likely that Song Wei-kang would be demoted if the situation was not resolved.

"Suckers. What kind of things happen because of a criminal with an unknown identity? It's a shame for our bureau.”

"That's…"

A detective speaks.

Makes Song Wei-kang ask.

"What?"

"How about contacting the Shenyang Murim Association?"

Song Wei-kang frowned hearing those words.

The reason is known to everyone.

Murim Association, calling them would be terrible.

It would be a huge blow to the Bureau's pride if they contacted them for not being able to resolve their own problems.

Whoo!

Song Wei-kang snorted.

“Say valuable things. If Public Security asks for their help..”.

"No. At least we'll be able to identify that person.”

"People?"

“It is not important that the Murim Association try to encourage autonomy without disrupting our work?”

"… right."

Sang Wei-kang, who rejected the idea, now showed interest.

There is no good answer.

“They always try to solve themselves the problems related to Murim, so won't they show interest in the unregistered?”

"You want us to throw a bait?"

"Yes. Hopefully, we will know whether the person is registered in Murim or not and whether they are interested.”.

“They will come out without us asking for cooperation. Why are you saying such an idea now? You should talk soon! ”

Hearing Song Wei-kang's words, the detective frowned.

Compliments do not sound like compliments.

After all, Song Wei-kang, who thought that the detective was right, searched for the Shenyang City Murim Association and pressed the call button.

the ring! the ring! the ring!

When he dialed the number, he heard a familiar dial tone.

we are proud descendants of Murim. Inherit the majesty of our ancestors…

It was an old song with a newer and more popular version.

Song Wei-kang grumbled.

“Are they not acting too recklessly? Isn't this from about 30 or 40 years ago? This song is not even known to the public. And why use it for public institutions?”

Before he could nag again, he heard a voice.

yep. This was the Shenyang City Murim Association.

"Hello. This is Shenyang Public..”.

- Since our working hours are closed now, we cannot serve you. Our phone calls start at 9am…

"Suck!"

Bang out!

Song Wei-kang was so angry that he threw the phone handle at the table.

Time shows at 11:55 p.m.

Of course, this is not normal business hours.

It was unnatural for the Public Security Bureau to work this late and even contact the Murim Association.

However when he contacted them, he only got disappointing results.

"Suckers! Ah, does that Murim Association not have a single person doing their job!

He kept grunting.

Kiik!

The sound of the tires stopped outside.

One of the detectives from the 3rd team looked outside and spoke with a bright face.

"Chairman! The 5th team has arrived!”

Song Wei-kang jumped up from his seat.

The 5th Mobile Strike Team is the only team dedicated to users with special abilities.