Deep Sea Fish Hunting Specialty Broadcast – 50
EP.50 I’m Coming to et You (3)
Parang looked around the room with an innocent expression.
The more information, the better. She had no intention of revealing her true colors and shouting, “You wench!!” just yet.
And, well, although the chances were extrely slim,
it was possible they had brought her to this room simply because there was no other space to talk.
Step— step— swish.
As soon as Parang considered that possibility, the governnt wench walked over to the wall and picked up a large blade.
Possibility, deleted.
Bastard, confird.
Yu Parang, pissed off.
But for now, she continued her act.
“Um, what is all this?”
Parang’s voice trembled slightly. Though it was actually from anger, she masked it well as fear.
Acting scared was sothing Parang was very good at.
She just had to recall her early days as a novice deep-sea hunter.
Her eyes began to tremble, and her voice beca unstable.
She acted so well that goosebumps appeared on her skin.
The masked governnt wench stroked the blade as if checking its condition and spoke.
“Hunter Yu Parang, don’t resent too much. After all, this is all your karma.”
“W-what do you an? I don’t understand at all.”
“You seem slow to grasp reality.”
“A-answer !! You said you wanted to cooperate, so why bring to a place like this?! Who are you really?!”
“Cooperate? Us? With trash like you? There’s a limit to nonsense, Hunter Yu Parang. Did you really think you could cooperate with us after committing such acts?”
‘Huh?’
Parang tilted her head in confusion.
‘Trash like you?’ It didn’t seem like a fitting insult from a World Governnt official.
It wasn’t that it was strange because the governnt was bad and Parang was good, so calling her trash was odd.
It was just that it felt unnatural for a World Governnt official to dislike Parang because she was ‘trash.’
Of course, it was true that Parang and the World Governnt were fiercely opposed to each other, but that was because their positions were strongly conflicting.
Even if Parang had hard the World Governnt, it was a natural act of opposition because they were enemies.
It’s like how no one curses an enemy soldier for shooting at them on the battlefield by calling them “trash.”
And it wasn’t as if Parang had committed any cris.
Even if it was just a random insult, there were still many other contextually appropriate terms a governnt official could use to insult Parang. Terms like scum, rat, or thorn in the side.
Using ‘trash’ seed out of context no matter how she thought about it.
This made the phrase ‘such acts’ feel off as well. Sothing felt unnatural.
Parang decided to dig into this in the conversation. She imdiately began her act.
“T-trash?! Committed such acts? What are you talking about! Let go ho!!”
“Even at this point, you’re playing dumb?! You have no awareness of the evil deeds you’ve committed.”
This was definitely strange. What evil deeds? The only thing the World Governnt could have observed about Parang was her broadcast.
If they called that evil, they were seriously mistaken.
Moreover, the tone of that voice. It carried the nuance that they genuinely believed Parang to be a morally corrupt and wicked person. It even seed to carry a hint of suppressed resentnt.
While Parang was racking her brain, the governnt wench picked up a bizarrely twisted tal skewer from the wall and began heating it in the brazier. She didn’t seem to care whether Parang was restrained or not.
Of course, she was probably soone who didn’t need to worry about whether Parang was restrained or not. As long as they weren’t in the water, she could likely overpower Parang at any ti.
Parang, aiming to gather more information, bombarded her with questions.
“What exactly did I do wrong?! I’m just an ordinary hunter! Let out of here!!”
But unfortunately, the response she wanted didn’t co.
“It’s an order from above to torture and then execute you at their discretion. Hunter Yu Parang. I’m sorry for lying to you, about everything.”
Torture and then execution.
That was an order that could only co from soone who bore a significant grudge against Parang.
However, it didn’t seem likely that a massive organization like the World Governnt would hold a grudge against her.
Or did they really hold a grudge?
Silo had ntioned that the current World Governnt was rough, slow, and generally incompetent.
Could this be why they were doing this to Parang?
Even the fact that they had placed Parang and this governnt wench alone in this space was odd.
Wouldn’t it be normal to have multiple people monitoring such an operation?
Ah, if she kept acting a bit more, she might uncover sothing big. Acting was turning out to be more fun than she expected. Who knew she would find enjoynt in this? Parang acted even more desperately.
“W-who are you!! Why are you doing this to !!!”
At those words, the governnt wench hesitated.
For a mont, Parang felt as if she could see the expression behind the mask, even though it was hidden.
The woman placed her hand on her mask.
Yes, take it off, take it off! Show your real face!
And then, thud. The governnt wench’s mask fell from her face.
“…You can’t say you don’t recognize now.”
Parang was deeply bewildered upon seeing her face.
‘Who is she?!’
She was soone Parang had never t in her life. Who could she be?
By then, the tal skewer had heated up, and the governnt wench took it out of the brazier.
“It’s ti to pay for your sins, Hunter Yu Parang.”
Hmm, so the conversation ti was over.
What a sha. There was still much information to extract. Was there no other way?
Parang considered thoroughly searching the entire bunker since she was already here.
However, she decided against it.
On her way here, Parang had seen it.
Nurous branching paths that made it look like a labyrinth, and surveillance caras at every corner.
Surely, the governnt was monitoring the situation from outside the bunker as well.
She couldn’t be sure if she could explore the entire bunker, and wandering around while being recorded by the caras was out of the question. It would expose too much information.
So, as Parang thought deeply, a lightning bolt struck her mind!
A brilliant idea ca to her.
Once she had a plan, the sooner she executed it, the better.
She took out two small blue spheres from her pocket and smashed them together with all her strength.
Crackle!! Blue energy waves burst out, sweeping through the torture room.
Silo’s special EMP grenades. All electronic devices in the room—excluding the warp machine, which wasn’t an electronic device—would have stopped working.
The caras were, of course, disabled.
Now, the only one who could witness Parang’s ‘Departure’ was the governnt wench.
Whoosh!!
The mont Parang showed unusual behavior, the governnt wench rushed at her with cold, fierce eyes.
She held the heated tal skewer in her hand.
Her speed was astonishing, almost inhuman.
But Parang was faster.
‘Departure.’
Boom!!!!
At that mont, the entire room filled with water.
The governnt wench looked at Parang with an expression of disbelief. Due to the inertia from rushing forward, the tal skewer touched Parang’s neck but didn’t leave a scratch.
“!!!!”
The governnt wench’s eyes widened. She seed to want to say sothing, but being underwater made it quite difficult.
Parang guessed she was trying to say sothing like, ‘How?!’
But what could be done about sothing that had already happened?
Parang checked the caras again.
They were completely disabled, crackling and showing no movent.
Her body had been tingling since earlier, probably because of those caras.
Well, anyway.
Since the caras were out, people would realize sothing was wrong and rush over here.
The fewer witnesses, the better, so Parang quickly took action.
First, she tied the governnt wench to the torture bed so she couldn’t move a finger.
Originally, Parang would have been the one tied up, but the field had changed to water.
The governnt wench tried to emit electricity, crackling and sparking, but Parang imdiately neutralized her.
An electric ability user, huh? Was she trying to create so sort of advantageous relationship?
Despite suddenly being subrged in water, she didn’t panic and imdiately attempted to fight, indicating she was quite a veteran.
Not that it mattered to Parang.
She attached one of the warp devices she had brought to the governnt wench.
She also dislocated a few joints to prevent resistance. Wrists and ankles should suffice.
Then, beep, beep. Click. She pressed the buttons in sequence.
Soon, the governnt wench emitted a bright white light and disappeared from the room.
Parang imdiately used her own warp device.
Her vision brightened montarily, and the surroundings changed.
In front of her lay the governnt wench sprawled on the ground, surrounded by Silo’s forces aiming their weapons at her.
With that, Parang’s infiltration of the World Governnt bunker ca to an end.
Parang’s condition? No issues.
Information exposure? The World Governnt personnel would find the torture room filled with water and realize Parang could generate water. But that was it. They wouldn’t know if it was due to Departure, a skill, or so special technique.
Outco? Kidnapping a high-ranking governnt official.
Summary. Great success.
Parang left the warp station and headed to the hotel room Silo had prepared.
There, she took a brief rest, reassured the worried Oceanos of her survival,
and had a conversation with a Silo representative who visited.
They discussed the peculiarities of the governnt wench, the detailed situation at the ti, and finally the secret base.
She recalled and reported the location, stationed troops, and personnel as much as she knew.
About two hours later, Silo contacted her again.
“We’re about to start the interrogation. Would you like to participate?”
“Of course. Where should I go?”
She went down to the hotel basent, where she saw an interrogation room through a glass window in the wall.
Inside, the governnt wench was sitting, restrained by advanced equipnt.
Parang received a few instructions.
Do not kill, do not knock out, do not beat too severely, and so on.
She was also handed a list of the governnt wench’s skills, excluding her personal skills, and her personal information.
Parang opened the door and went inside.
She intended to listen to what the governnt wench had to say.
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