There was a drama I liked. The content wasn't interesting, and there weren't any life lessons. It was hard to stay focused for the one-hour running ti of each episode. But just watching it gave the will to live.
I didn't have a good intention to watch it. More precisely, I started watching it because I was curious about how bad it would be. As the drama's ratings continued to drop and I heard all sorts of criticism from all sides, I watched it even more diligently. That was the only consolation I had at that ti. This is the story of "Madman."
Maybe it was because I watched the drama with such a bad heart that I was dragged into this world by the hair. Instead of cursing and laughing like that, try doing it yourself. It seems like the world is pouring curses on , and seeing such a series of strange things happening, it seems like I'm not wrong.
“Secretary Baek, what’s going on... Answer....”
From outside, there was a series of bangs and the sound of the door being smashed. But even so, my body was still struggling to keep itself together, as if I had had a few drinks. My mind felt like it would disappear if I looked away for even a mont. Maybe it was because I was in a dark room, but I kept feeling sleepy.
“There’s no ti, do it quickly.”
“Isn’t that too much?”
“I don’t know. I have to do as I’m told.”
Voices that seed familiar were talking to each other. However, with my hazy mind, it was difficult to understand their intentions or figure out who they were. All I could do was hold out and not fall asleep as my eyelids grew heavy in real ti.
“What if it’s not this kid?”
“It doesn’t matter, there won’t be any evidence anyway.”
I couldn't even protest a little, feeling the hands caressing my body here and there and the bright light piercing my eyes. I think they thought I had completely lost my mind. Well, it was no different from fainting, since I was barely holding on to my consciousness as if I was flying away without being able to move a single finger.
“Wait a minute. Shine so light on it.”
Who was it? I can't quite rember who this voice is.
“Isn’t this... a pheromone regulator?”
It's a very familiar... and eerie voice... .
Before I could get close to the identity of the n who attacked , I was quickly swallowed up by the rushing water. Even as I was plunged into pitch-black darkness, I couldn't shake the feeling that sothing was fucked up.
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“Are you coming to your senses?”
“...Representative, woo-wook....”
My head feels like it's going to burst. My vision is flashing as if soone is kneading my brain, and I feel nauseous.
“It seed like a trap.”
Only after drinking a glass of water that ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ was handed to was I able to calm my stomach. After a long ti, I realized that it was Yoon Tae-oh’s house, and the living room sofa. Judging from the fact that he hadn’t changed out of his black combat uniform, it seed like not much ti had passed.
“Don’t you rember anything?”
“I was suddenly attacked and I was fine... But I think it was a trap...?”
Has Yoon Tae-oh ever spoken so ambiguously? He said it was a trap. If it was a trap, then it wasn't. Judging from his stiff expression and voice, it didn't seem like he was joking at all.
“I took Secretary Baek with because I thought it wouldn’t be too dangerous, but I think I was mistaken. Considering that he wasn’t there, it seed like a trap, but why did they attack Secretary Baek instead of ?”
Yoon Tae-oh's gaze was fixed straight on as if he was trying to extract sothing from . And only through those sharp eyes did I begin to properly recall the things that had happened to . mories from the short ti before I lost consciousness.
“I was following the CEO when I suddenly slled chemicals and my nose and mouth were blocked, and I was dragged into a room. There were two n.”
“Is that all?”
“...Yes. I fainted right after that.”
No. They were looking for sothing. I'm pretty sure their target was .
“I didn’t have a cell phone.”
“...Is that so...?”
Those guys took my phone and pheromone regulator. I don't know how they're going to use it, but I can imagine that it's going to turn out very badly for .
“First of all, take a rest.”
“Yes, see you tomorrow.”
My body is a little weak, but I don't feel like talking to anyone for a long ti. I'm grateful that Yoon Tae-oh left the room first. As I recall each and every incident that happened earlier, I feel suffocated, as if a stone is placed on my chest.
I went into the room and checked my mory first. I searched my pockets, but my cell phone and pheromone regulator were missing. I never thought that the dicine I always carried with , in case of any situation, would beco such a problem.
I couldn't sleep, so I buried my face in the bed and lay face down. I rembered the warning that Kang Seok-ho had once given . He told to be careful of the snake that was Team 3 Secretary. The guys who attacked and stole my stuff were his subordinates, so maybe it was a belated regret.
Looking back, I suspect that they may have set up another stalking operation, since they threatened the position of the old general secretary without my intention.
Is there a way to overco this situation? This ti, I can't ask for help from Kang Seok-ho or Yoon Tae-oh. They're holding my secret in their hands.
I have to think of a way... I’m sorry, but I have no desire to et my end because I’m an Oga like the original Baek Si-eon.
It looks like it's going to be a long sleepless night.
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Ara Savings Bank President Dies in Car Accident! MK Capital in the End?
“It was an accident. Could it really be an accident?”
"...well."
It was news that most people wouldn't be interested in. It was just a third-rate flyer article with a sensational title. Contrary to the title's nuance that MK Capital was involved in the incident, it was news that MK Capital would be the biggest beneficiary of the takeover battle due to the president's death. However, Yoon Tae-oh's interest was in the part before that. The president's sudden death.
“Do you really not rember anything?”
“...Even my team mbers who were conscious didn’t see anything, so there’s no way I could have seen anything, sir.”
I turned my gaze away from Yoon Tae-oh, who was holding a tablet in his hand.
When I heard the news of the bank manager's death, I began to think that maybe I had made a wrong decision again. The general secretary is such a scary guy. I don't know for sure, but there must have been so kind of deal between the bank manager and the general secretary. I don't know why, but it seems like Yoon Tae-oh made a big deal out of the takeover battle so that he could take action himself.
“The captain suspected of setting the trap is dead, so there’s no way to know what the trap was for.”
And then he completely cut off my tail. By disposing of the long-term horse-like corpse, the general secretary erased all traces of himself. I’m not sure, but I think he probably didn’t dispose of on the spot... .
“CEO, it’s been a while.”
Oh, it's quick. You're barging in at this hour, not long after I'd even started work. The general secretary, pretending to be polite and smiling gently, bowed to Yoon Tae-oh.
“What’s going on? I guess the punishnt hasn’t been lifted yet.”
“I had to do it because sothing urgent ca up that I had to report to you.”
My eyes t with the executive secretary who was pretending to be sorry and regretful. He looked at briefly with eyes full of mockery.
... This makes it clear. It was the general secretary who attacked last night, and he ca here to twist my neck.
“Excuse , sir.”
“What’s going on with Team Leader 3?”
“...That’s because the general secretary was called...”
Kang Seok-ho, who didn't seem to understand the situation properly, also joined in. Led by Kang Seok-ho, the alphas of the security team 3 and the assistants of the general secretary team 3 entered Yoon Tae-oh's office. Although it was a large office, it felt suffocating when an unusually large number of people entered.
“I think you need so explanation, General Secretary.”
As much as I was embarrassed, it must have been an unfamiliar situation for Yoon Tae-oh, since it happened without any prior notice. Nevertheless, he calmly stood up from his seat, walked over to the desk, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth.
“I heard that your rut cycle has beco unstable recently.”
“That’s right.”
“I can’t tell you how upset I am that sothing like that happened while I was away.”
“Just the main point.”
“It was because of the Oga. The Oga that was hiding nearby.”
The general secretary didn't seem to have any intention of hiding what I had found out. He was talking to Yoon Tae-oh, but his eyes didn't leave . The eyes of those who read that look also began to turn to one by one. Only Kang Seok-ho and Yoon Tae-oh looked directly at the general secretary.
“You’re explaining it one by one in case I don’t know. I think you asked to explain what I’m doing now.”
“The explanation... should be done by Team Leader Baek Si-eon? Oh, maybe it’s a confession?”
Was it a prearranged action? The three secretarial team mbers quickly approached and tied my arms.
“Because Team Leader Baek is an Oga.”
The confident, unquestioning voice of the general secretary hung heavily in the office.
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