Chapter 25: Chapter 12-2: The Dark Clouds
“At this particular period, the teenager is unaware and sensitive by nature. It will be influenced by the factors that are involved in it. So, he will be easy to lead and refine” Nam Shin continued, explaining his words, obviously.
“Exactly” he agreed. “So, what’s the point? What’s the purpose of it? Organ trafficking? That’s out of the question, because all the kids here are already superior in terms of intelligence”
“So… what’s the reason? What purpose do they want to achieve and what are their motives?" Leon was confused.
In return, Nam Shin interrupted him insistently.
“I don’t know, but it’s definitely not a good thing” he said seriously despite the government withholding some information from them.
“Considering the children and teenagers and their inability to know, this was really confusing and pathetic as well” his tone of voice was as normal as his calm face.
Suddenly, an idea popped into the Frenchman’s mind. “Wait, then what about their families? The police have been receiving a lot of reports of disappearances over the past few years. Doesn't this mean rapprochement to you?"
“Isn't there a possibility of finding out the girls' family and bringing them back as well, knowing the relationship?”
“Isn’t there a possibility of finding out the girls’ family and getting them back too, knowing the relationship?”
“Tsk. Easy to say, but hard to do too” Nam Shin slapped his side and then grabbed the remote control with boredom.
“Just pack your bags and get ready. Your days of prosperity here are over”
He gave a reminder, while the other’s limbs stiffened, causing him to curse under his breath secretly and intensely.
Nam Shin, who tried to sympathize with him, was barely able to resume his consolation when his gaze silenced him.
“Sweet dreams../You too” He muttered, then got back into his position and continued watching TV.
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//8:30 PM//
//Inside the room//
Caroline settled into a relaxed sitting position as she continued reading, while the black cat petted the purple wool ball.
She stopped after the 50th number and put it on the stairs and then picked up the phone.
With such a poetic atmosphere and the soft melody of the soft piano music, she was overcome with desire and curiosity.
She wanted to experience and do so much together.
When looking at the hung phone screen and reading the large name 'Dennis', she pressed the keyboard and then sent.
‹Are you sleeping?›
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//At the same time//
//On the other side | At the military base//
Dennis was sitting in the office in the middle of a serious discussion with the two highest ranking members of the National Intelligence and Security Service, in the absence of Cayden.
In contrast, Mr. Eric Dickens and Edward Hill sat around a rectangular table amidst an organized group of files and some familiar photos of important figures and some families.
After looking at the report and hearing most of the details, it could be said that the number of families that could be counted had decreased.
Although the circle was still large, numbering in the thousands, the number had narrowed after several million.
Which means that soon, and in the not-too-long term, the identity of the person and their families will finally be known.
“On this trip, 4 people from the GX elite will be considered as companions” Dennis looked at them with sharp, dull eyes.
His voice was soft, strong, and moderate, imbued with the aura of a trusted leader befitting his position.
The 27-year-old Mr. Dickens had grasped the important situation without a hint, and added declaratively.
“We have contacted the head of the Russian intelligence, we will leave the day after tomorrow. The trip will take 7 days at most”
Edward, who was a few years closer in age, straightened up and said:
“It will be a normal trip, as the British ambassador has been notified and is ready. After the deal, if it is not the same as the possible outcome then…”
It was clear that he was still in the middle of the discussion and had something to say.
However, at this very moment, Dennis’ phone rang with a special notification announcing the arrival of a message, which interrupted him.
“Commander…?”
Eric, who swallowed his saliva and looked around anxiously; he expected that he had received some bad news. Otherwise his boss wouldn't have become so unstable, to this extent.
Dennis, who glanced at him before ignoring him, clenched his jaw in tense pleasure.
Looking at the figure of the Chief of Staff who had always discussed the previous issue with absolute smoothness and confidence, they suddenly felt surprised and curious.
Those knitted eyebrows and the confused look, the beads of sweat that stuck to his skin.
These are all symptoms that were the result of a message in which he was asked only about: ‹Are you asleep?›
'At this time?'
'Who has the face to sleep in this century' He sighed.
'This girl... has clearly made an effort'
He looked at the clock and the phone repeatedly, then spread his lips.
He racked his brain for some time, rambling through his thoughts, before he lit the golden lamp inside his head and wrote.
‹...?›
Well, I guess he should change the light bulb now, because it burned out.
‹Of course not. I'm awake. Do you need anything?› Send.
been considered.
At this particular moment, Caroline blinked without comment.
Then just as she waited for a few minutes, her phone beeped suggestively, his name in bold letters on the big screen, and she answered.
“Dennis!” she whispered, in a sweet feminine voice; While her eyes wandered towards the room while she gently caressed the neck of her pet cat.
"How are you doing?" He swallowed.
His enthusiastic voice was neither soft nor rough, he seemed to be scattered as a result of the hoarseness he launched, unlike the clear redness of the ends of his ears.
The two members of the Intelligence and Security Authority, who noticed that, inhaled a sharp breath and did not even dare to look at it.
They acted as if they were not visible, completely.
"I'm fine, am I bothered you?"
“No, at all. I am a full –time" He quickly denied, with volatile nerves and spoke.
He was completely eager and installed as his stomach butterflies.
Mr. Dickens and Hill who heard it, were completely baked.
'Not branched?' 'When?' 'They were in the midst of serious work now! And with them'
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