Chapitre 25: Chapter 25: 2.4 – Twilight – The first ramen package
No matter how you look, this is a crazy act. Kwon Taek Joo thought about it early in the morning by the snowy lake. The weather is not nice and the surroundings are covered with snow, making him unable to distinguish where it is, but Kwon Taek Joo still decides to ride a bicycle before meals. If he put his foot in the wrong place, it is likely that his knees will bend right down and cannot move. Just like this, skiing is much easier, because at least in the eyes of others he will not look like a crazy person.
Kwon Taek Joo grumbled for a while when a large hill appeared right in front of his eyes. He had to go up there to see the mansion where Hong Yeo Wook was staying. He was shocked by his mood and then emphasised his foot on the stiff pedal. Kwon Taek Joo climbs the sloping slope. He reached the top of the slope after the wheel kept rolling and slipping a few times. He took a deep breath and looked at the situation in the villa. There is no trace of people coming or going, it is not known if it has been completely wiped out by the overnight snowfall.
Kwon Taek Joo flipped the lens legs out. A small mechanical sound sounds with the vision becoming three-dimensional. It's a special device that can see through buildings or structures. He controlled the glass legs a little more and pulled the zoom to the maximum.
The villa makes people think of a fortress. The chimney is designed to connect to the basement and not from the roof, so that steam can escape through the ground. There are many windows but it is too narrow for a person to get in and out. The water supply and drainage system also heads towards the cliff. It seems that to break into it, people will have to climb an inverted cliff while fighting strong winds. An act is like suicide. In short, the only entrance is the main gate.
Kwon Taek Joo suddenly pulled out the cigarette from his pocket and bit it in his mouth. Although he did not light the fire, the tip of the cigarette burned red. Immediately, the speed and wind direction at the point where Kwon Taek Joo is standing is displayed on the glass screen by year, quarter, month and day. Although it took him a while to accept this fact, it seemed that it was not possible to break in from the roof by helicopter or skydiving.
All the methods Kwon Taek Joo can think of are useless. But it's not that there is no harvest either. After witnessing the solidity of the old villa with his own eyes, his doubts were almost certain. What are they hiding that have to build such a defensive barrier?
A contented smile spread across Kwon Taek Joo's lips. The more something hides, the higher its value. He watched the mansion for a while longer and then quickly walked down the hill.
"It's so boring."
Kwon Taek Joo had breakfast as soon as he returned to the motel. He devouched Pelmeni (Russian-style wonton) that felt like he was chewing rubber. After a long time of freezing cold outside, the only reward he received was a bowl of Pelmeni. It's warm anyway, so should you feel a little comfort? Even if the menu changes, it doesn't seem very appetising.
Only lamb, herring, cabbage or potatoes, anyway. The dishes that are eaten from time to time are delicious, but eating every day will definitely be very boring. Now just smell it, you feel like you've eaten. But he was constantly hungry, so it was even more difficult.
Kwon Taek Joo craves warm and spicy soups. He rummaged through the spice cabinet but couldn't find anything similar to chilli powder. So tired. Kwon Taek Joo is so hungry that he hurts his stomach but doesn't want to eat anything.
He leaned his chin against his arm and sighed heavily. Kwon Taek Joo just took a hot bath, so his hair was still curly, with only one pair of panties on his naked body. He was covering his blanket and struggling with Pelmeni.
Zhenya entered the room from the kitchen. Kwon Taek Joo didn't look back at him and just stabbed a fork into a piece of Pelmeni.
"Still quiet. No special characters appear."
He reported in a catchy manner. Zhenya didn't respond either, but just something rustling in front of the fireplace. Kwon Taek Joo accidentally turned his head to look and suddenly opened his eyes wide, because what he was holding was nothing but Korean spicy ramen noodles. Just looking at the packaging is already drooling.
Kwon Taek Joo couldn't take his eyes off the ramen package, Zhenya gently held it up. Kwon Taek Joo's eyes rolled. Even when he threw it from hand to hand, his eyes followed restlessly. Zhenya lips draw a long curve.
"I heard that Koreans would just die for this one of these things. Crazy, isn't it?"
"Where did you get it?"
"I got it from the landlord. A Korean who was here gave it to him."
In the eyes of the motel owner, does Zhenya look more Korean than Kwon Taek Joo himself? Why did he suddenly give that precious thing to that guy without saying a word to him? He just stared at the ramen package and resented the stupid landlord.
Kwon Taek Joo unconsciously reached out his hand. A corner of the ramen package touched his finger and rumbled. As if it were a kind of signal, he suddenly reached out and aimed at the ramen package. He didn't even care about the blanket falling off his shoulder.
How good it would be if Zhenya knew how to pretend to fail, but he avoided it by raising the ramen package higher. Kwon Taek Joo jumped up without hesitation, his hands waving continuously as if blocking a ball.
But that was not enough for Zhenya, he raised his hand and avoided here and there. However, Kwon Taek Joo did not oil the goods easily. He jumped up many times, trying to catch the ramen package, but Zhenya flexibly avoided him.
"I guess people would die for this."
At this point, Kwon Taek Joo also stopped attacking. He calmly stroked his tangled curly hair and took a deep breath and confidently made a request.
"Give it here."
"It's impossible to just give it just like that."
It's very talkable. Is he different from the devil? Kwon Taek Joo was not satisfied but still secretly questioned.
"So what do you want?"
"There's nothing special either, depending on your attitude."
Zhenya talked half-heartedly and then held the phone in one hand, the ramen package in the other and read the cooking instructions. It seems that he is trying to translate Korean using a translation application.
Soon, a small pot of water was placed on the fire. Zhenya meticulously adjusted the flame and then stood with her arms folded.
Now Kwon Taek Joo's eyes are glued to the pot. Saliva comes out at the ends of the chin. He was about to drool like a hungry dog at any time. Even so, he couldn't bite Zhenya's fish. I don't know what evil request he will make. While he was still hesitating, the water began to boil.
Zhenya put the soup powder in boiling water. The pungent scent begins to stimulate the olfactory cells. Kwon Taek Joo pretended not to care and returned to his seat, continuing to bend over to the cooled Pelmeni. I don't know if the brain can cause temporary hallucinations and he can fool his tongue with a smell. He was so optimistic and gave the whole piece of Pelmeni and his mouth but only saw the greasy taste spreading, as if mocking his humble expectations.
Meanwhile, Zhenya finished cooking the ramen and put it on the table. Kwon Taek Joo's eyes quietly followed that silhouette. That thing is not drugs. Just eating one grab is probably enough to comfort your stomach. The moment the Korean spicy flavour reaches the tip of the tongue, even this feeling of fatigue seems to disappear.
He surreptitiously placed his fork on the wall of the pot. But Zhenya quickly pulled the pot and tossed Kwon Taek Joo's fork. He tried again but it didn't work either. Zhenya continues to pull the pot away every time Kwon Taek Joo approaches. He couldn't take it anymore and suddenly issued an absurd warning.
"If you don't eat it right away, it will swell."
"Is there a problem?"
Yes, no problem. You motherfucker. The hand holding the fork trembled. The unprecedented appetite quickly boiled over and everything in front of him began to spin. His vision also became blurred. If you don't eat now, you don't know when you can taste it again. Maybe Kwon Taek Joo thought too much, Zhenya's request may be simpler than he thought. At least listen to him first.
While he was thinking, the ramen soup gradually decreased. It seems that he must eat it immediately to be able to live. The fragile rope of reason is breaking. Kwon Taek Joo immediately stood up and picked up the pot. Then he drank the soup as if it were the water of life. His neck moved vigourously up and down. The spicy soup just touched the tip of his tongue, making his eyes seem to light up, his nose also clear, and his ears seemed to be opening. It seems that his stomach full of butter and fat was released immediately.
Zhenya leisurely walked behind Kwon Taek Joo's back. He was too busy eating noodles to pay attention to his approach. Zhenya lowered his eyes and slowly passed over Kwon Taek Joo's neck to her shoulder. He looked at his straight back, smooth waist, protruding buttocks and straight legs below as if to lick it, then ordered in a low voice.
"Don't move."
Zhenya's fingertips touched the back of his thigh. It's a gentle contact, as if to dust off the clinging dust. His earnest eyes followed his fingertips. The blue eyes didn't blink even for a second, didn't seem to want to miss anything. Even his breath was suppressed.
The next moment, his thighs were squeezed tightly, because Zhenya, who was gently massaging Kwon Taek Joo's skin, suddenly grabbed his thighs. Kwon Taek Joo turned to look with an annoyed face, then focussed on eating noodles. He had guessed that Zhenya would make a rather mischievous request, but this was acceptable.
But it was an extremely reckless thought, as Zhenya's finger was slowly pushing the panties up and sticking inside. The hand that was massaging in his thigh quietly stroked the curve on his buttocks. The eyes that were cold as ice are now drenched in enthusiasm. The man who was massaging enjoyed the meat so full that it popped out in his fingers. As if that alone was not enough to satisfy, he also made a brazen request.
"Go up a little."
What is it?
Kwon Taek Joo was just about to frown in protest. Suddenly a sharp sound sounded on the location-tracking screen. He put down the ramen pot and checked the condition of the target. As expected, the red dot disappeared from the coordinates. This means that the location tracking device located in Hong Yeo Wook's belly was released in some way.
He put the terminal in his hand to Zhenya's chest.
"You look satisfied."
There is no response from Zhenya. He didn't even quickly pick up the terminal, but just looked down at his hand. What is that expression of regret? Could it be that dogs chase chickens?
Kwon Taek Joo laughed and patted him on the shoulder.
"Thanks to you, I ate very appetising."
Kwon Taek Joo doesn't miss the opportunity to tease. He wrapped the blanket that was falling to the floor on his shoulder and left the kitchen. That new pot is empty.
Zhenya stood blankly for a while and then laughed helplessly.
In the evening, Zhenya went to scout the move of the mansion. Without him loitering, Kwon Taek Joo breathed a sigh of relief. He longed in bed and enjoyed the rest allowed after a long period of time. Both physically and mentally feel comfortable. As expected, Kwon Taek Joo himself seems to be suitable for the task alone. Looking back, he received a lot of help from Zhenya. But it would be better not to have a partner like him who does more harm than favour.
Somewhere suddenly shook. Kwon Taek Joo habitually took out the phone but it was just silent. It was the device that Zhenya had given him from the beginning, so no one knew to contact him other than him. If it wasn't Kwon Taek Joo's phone, would it be that Zhenya had left it before going out? Nor may it be important communication. And it is also possible that he confuses the sound of the wind rather than the vibration.
Even when predicting other possibilities, Kwon Taek Joo still does not hesitate to step down the bunk bed to find the source of the vibration. He tried to lift Zhenya's sheets. A phone fell from under the pillow. As expected, there was a new message arriving. As soon as trying to check the content, the lock function is activated. He relied on his luck to test the password Zhenya used in the arsenal. Security is lifted as a joke.
"..."
But then suddenly he hesitated for no reason. It's a shame to arbitrarily look at other people's phones. Kwon Taek Joo's principle of life is not to interfere in other people's affairs. Is it necessary to check the message to violate it? Maybe it's an extremely private touch, which has nothing to do with Kwon Taek Joo himself. No, isn't this an opportunity to confirm the true nature of Zhenya? Two opposite thoughts in his head.
Kwon Taek Joo turns on the laptop and connects to the mobile phone. It will take a while for Zhenya to come back. He didn't want to do something like this, but he needed faith in Zhenya. What exactly is he doing? Did he really join the strategy this time just to get the blueprint as he said? And who is close to him? It seems that Kwon Taek Joo can only escape suspicion and be wary of Zhenya when he knows everything well.
He plugged the USB into the computer slot. It's one of the few furniture he's brought with him since the hotel exploded. It is specially made to withstand most shocks and moisture, but it is not known if it will work properly. In a restless mood, Kwon Taek Joo browses the list of files in the storage device. Fortunately, the hacking program on the computer still works fine.
He runs the program and downloads all the files on Zhenya's phone. When a specific command is entered, all information will be displayed at the same time. Even files that have been deleted or changed arbitrarily can be recovered without problems. Immediately, Kwon Taek Joo disconnected the mobile phone from the computer and returned it to its original location. The unopened message icon still floats on the phone screen. It is almost impossible to find any traces of hacking at all.
Kwon Taek Joo checks the most recent message of the messages uploaded to the computer. It's a long MMS message.
"Finally resolved the SS-29 error. We are currently conducting additional testing to see if there are any other defects. The final results will be announced two days later in the presence of everyone. Please come and take this opportunity." // This is a message on Zegna's phone
It's a surprise. SS-29. Kwon Taek Joo knows that the weapon has a problem and that the problem will be solved soon. But it's unclear why that message was sent to Zhenya. According to the content of the message, the people who received the message were involved in the development of 'SS-29'. Doesn't Zhenya have anything to do with it?
"You're doing something pointless."
Kwon Taek Joo was startled by a sudden voice. I don't know when Zhenya stood in the doorway. A chill suddenly ran down his spine, and the back of his head constricted. When did he come back? He couldn't feel Zhenya's presence. Not because Kwon Taek Joo's senses are not quick, but because he is no different from a ghost. So hacking into his phone was discovered.
"If you ask, I'll show you."
Kwon Taek Joo was surprised by his very calm voice. He was originally a brazen person, but right now he is not qualified to act like that.
"What's the story behind this?"
"I stole it."
"What are you talking about?"
"Do you remember when I came to the Bogdanov mansion, I met a woman named Olga? Before breaking up, she asked for my phone number. By the way, when I enter a number on my phone, I also install a cute application in it. It is different from regular hacking or virus programs. Even an expert can't tell if something like that has been installed and it will naturally spread to other recipients through messages. Fortunately, it seems that Olga still regularly contacts her family, right? You can see all the messages coming and going from Bogdanov's phone."
Zhenya explained while taking out his phone. He even entered the password himself and threw it to Kwon Taek Joo. He looked at him hesitantly and then turned his eyes to the phone. As Zhenya just said, all the messages exchanged between members of the Bogdanov family and others were piled up. Additionally, all personal information, including past call records, contact information, photo albums, note books, and schedules, is stored in folders. It seems that he really hacked the Bogdanovs.
"These days such things have also become weapons. It sells better than the big and heavy iron lumps."
The era of armed war is over. Countries around the world continue to develop weapons and increase firepower, but most of it is conceptual. The means of power disputes between countries has also been replaced by intelligence. Today, it is the dominant information and keeping secrets that are the most important, Zhenya's hacking program is very welcome. Taking the Bogdanov family as the first experimental object is also worthy of praise. However, the question has not been completely resolved.
"Okay. Everything is fine. But why do you hide such a good thing? If I don't find out first, are you going to pretend you don't know until the end?"
"I don't intend to share my business plan just because we cooperate for a moment."
Zhenya was sarcastic and his lips drew a curve. The next words seemed particularly fishy.
"Have you ever considered me a colleague in the first place?"
Despite such criticism, Kwon Taek Joo has nothing to justify, because Zhenya's conjectures are absolutely right. He usually doesn't consider him a colleague, so it's absurd to think that Zhenya is betraying him because he didn't share important information like this.
Zhenya is a keen person anyway. There is no reason why he doesn't know that Kwon Taek Joo doesn't trust him. Even so, he didn't think he would criticise him so bluntly. The incident reached a point and he lost the motivation to push him further.
Kwon Taek Joo returned the phone with a depressed expression. He was about to close the laptop but Zhenya stopped his hand. Then he crouched and looked at the screen. His head hovered near Kwon Taek Joo's shoulder. Suddenly he felt restless for no reason, as if he had just exposed his neck to such a dangerous beast. I gently turned my head to the side. The one who checks all the copied files laughs. A tickling breath hit his neck.
"Although it's only temporary, I'm also a colleague, I've even been hacked. Can I trust you?"
Zhenya is teasing Kwon Taek Joo as much as she can. Naked eyes on his cheeks and temporal region. Kwon Taek Joo does not necessarily have to justify and does not apologise. All you have to do is turn off the running hack program and turn off the laptop.
Zhenya's protests continue.
"If I treat you coldly, you'll be hurt too, won't you?"
What the hell is that.
There are many levels to describe bullshit, but it's really impossible to describe his absurdity right now.
Kwon Taek Joo gives up trying to react. Now is the time to focus on work. Fortunately, the two of them had received information that the problem with 'SS-29' had been resolved, so it seemed that he needed to move seriously. The problem is that he still hasn't found a way to break into the mansion.
"They're about to gather here, wouldn't it be easier if we broke in before them?"
"That's probably it."
Zhenya nodded absently.
"When is it good? Tonight? Tomorrow morning? Or get some rest until the afternoon and then go?"
Anyone who looked at it thought he was planning to go for a walk. Kwon Taek Joo asked annoyedly.
"Why is that so easy for you, motherfucker? Everywhere you look, there is no corner to crawl I nto."
"That's because you're just trying to get in like a mouse. Just go in by the main gate."
Kwon Taek Joo couldn't even laugh. Every time they go there and press the doorbell, they will open the door for sure.
"Are you easy to say? So how?"
"Just take advantage of the opposite of your plan and you're done."
"Reverse to my plan?"
"The hacking application you checked earlier is not yet on the market. Not many people think that such a thing actually exists. Most of the weapons traded today are iron lumps used to hit and destroy objects. This is the time to raise awareness. Think about it. Like a virus, it exists in the host body and spreads naturally without leaving a trace, stealing all information from an infected person in real time. Who wouldn't be tempted by such a product?"
So he's trying to make a fake transaction using that hacking app, and officially visit the mansion as an arms dealer? There is definitely a chance of winning. Just looking at the maintenance of 'SS-29', the owner of the mansion will be very interested in weapons.
"But what if that side doesn't react to our proposal? Aren't they busy preparing to pick up guests now?"
"It's possible that too. "But if they suggest that this is a program jointly developed by the US and South Korea, they will try it once."
"Why are you so sure? There is no way they can easily believe us. In the trade of military goods, trust is life."
"I'm here, what's the problem?"
Zhenya is proud.
"It seems that you forgot again, but I am also a famous businessman in this business. 'No one doubts the products I recommend.'''
"You're so confident that it seems like everything is sure, right? Are you okay? There may be big losses. You will have to announce a product that you did not intend to disclose before."
"There is no greater loss than the absence of Anastasia."
If that's what Zhenya thinks, Kwon Taek Joo has no reason to refuse. In the situation where all intrusions are blocked, it is difficult to find a better method.
Zhenya, which operates in the arms smuggling market, introduces Kwon Taek Joo, a former member of the South Korean intelligence agency. Kwon Taek Joo introduced the hacking application just now as a cooperation product between Korea and the US. If he can attract the attention of the opponent, he can easily step into a solid mansion like a fortress. Unforeseen problems may arise when entering inside, but it is not too late to solve at that time.
"Sergei Ilyavich Bogdanov. The owner of the villa. He is a distant relative of Vissarion."
Zhenya gives a photo of a middle-aged man. He seems to be quite a famous person in Russia, to the point that information about him can be found from the Internet.
"He was very interested in weapons. Especially if it's made in the US, he'll fall in love at first sight."
Must be a weapon maniac. This is a good omen.
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