Special Investigation Team BTS 2

EP 03. Mysterious Terror (1)

The place where they came to protect the National Assembly members conducting the inauguration ceremony was a large building painted entirely in white.

Most people asked Seokjin if they could do it in a small place like an auditorium, but the answer they got was, "Would you understand if I told the higher-ups what they thought?"

The heroine awkwardly smoothed the collar of her suit, then checked her earbuds and looked around. She turned her gaze to look inside, and then met two eyes.

"……."

It was Taehyung.

As our eyes met, a conversation we had a while ago came to mind.

연여주

"Let me ask you one thing. Who on earth is that woman?"

김태형

"……."

연여주

"Team Leader, you guys, and everyone else too. What's wrong with my name? Why is there such a fuss over the name Yeoju?"

김태형

“…Get out of the way.”

연여주

"Tell me, why on earth do you care so much about that name, Yeoju?"

김태형

"I said Vicky."

연여주

"Why can't people here understand everything at once? I ask them, why is that?"

김태형

“…You’re not Kim Yeo-ju.”

Ah… . Taehyung also turned his head, his expression crumpled, as if he wasn't the only one who had that thought. In the end, Yeoju didn't get the answer she wanted that night, and she's been locked in a cold war with Taehyung and Yoongi ever since.

김석진

"Did you all check the in-room? Yoongi and I will be the National Assembly members' designated marks, Namjoon will be at the entrance, Jungkook will be on the first floor, Jimin and Taehyung will be on the second floor, and Hoseok and Yeonyeoju will be on the third floor."

김석진

"If you look inside, you'll see that it's structured in a circle. Just walk around individually, make a half-circle, and if you see anything suspicious, immediately report it. Any questions?"

전정국

"What could be suspicious? It's just for show anyway."

김석진

"So, I felt a little guilty after what I just said. Okay, then go back to your seats."

With Seokjin's words, everyone dispersed. Yeoju and Hoseok, who had to go up to the third floor, rode the elevator without saying a word, and there was no conversation the entire way up to the third floor.

I thought I'd been smiling a lot with my teammates before, but I quickly forgot. He'd probably only care about that "Yeoju" name. I didn't want to bring it up unnecessarily and disrupt their work.

정호석

"I'll turn right. I think Yeon Yeo-ju should turn left."

연여주

"Yes. Oh, I was just wondering, but isn't there a separate radio term? The chief didn't say anything about that."

정호석

"Yes. There's no separate radio terminology. And if you have any questions in the future, don't ask the chief, just ask me. I'll explain."

Hoseok smiled kindly and walked away. His reaction was warmer than Yoongi's and Taehyung's, but Yeoju didn't find it appealing.

That was a mask. A mask to keep from showing discomfort.

연여주

“…I’m being hated everywhere.”

I didn't come here for good reasons like dreams and hope, but I couldn't help feeling a little resentful. Regardless of my past, I knew I had to do my best once I got here.

연여주

“I should just go and have a nap.”

I turned to the left, avoiding the slumping shoulders, as Hoseok had suggested. It was just for show, so I didn't have to strain my nerves, which was nice.

The sound of the inauguration ceremony beginning could be heard on the first floor. A man, seemingly the star of the day, stepped onto the stage, and many people rose to their feet and applauded.

Luxury suits, luxury dresses, luxury bags, luxury shoes, luxury accessories. Even the things I wore on my fingers were fountain pens, available only through direct overseas transactions.

When I was in the organization, my boss always gave me something… I secretly regretted it. If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have tried it at least once. I remembered throwing it out there, asking why I needed something like this.

김석진

— Can anyone come down to the first floor?

박지민

— Kim Taehyung is currently arguing with another security team member, so I don’t think it’ll work to stop him. Why?

민윤기

— Kim Taehyung, where are you fighting again? Just do it properly so I don't have to write a report.

김석진

— The congressman's wife asked me to bring her a blanket. I'm a congressman's personal assistant, so I don't think I can move. Is there anyone who can?

연여주

"I'll go. I have plenty of time."

I stretched my arms, which had been hanging over the railing, and looked up. Everyone else seemed annoyed, so I'd do it. It was a good thing I was bored, though. I guess I'll just go down to the first floor and come back.

김석진

— Then I have a favor to ask, Yeon Yeo-ju.

Miss Yeonyeoju… When will that title change? I was about to tell them to speak comfortably, but then I quickly said I understood and ended the call. I think the best approach is to wait until they figure it out on their own.

Yeoju asked someone nearby who seemed to be an official for a blanket, then took the sky blue blanket and headed down to the first floor. As she descended, she acted incredibly calm, unaware of what might happen.

When I went down to the first floor, I saw the same people I'd seen from the third floor gathered there, bustling with activity. They were all decked out in luxury goods. It was fascinating, but I wasn't particularly attracted to them.

김석진

"Hey, Yeon Yeo-ju! It's here!"

Not knowing where Seokjin was, I stopped in front of the elevator and quietly looked around. I saw him far away, raising his hand and calling my name. A mature woman was sitting in front of him, and I suspected she was the wife of a member of the National Assembly.

As soon as our eyes met, Seokjin nodded, saying he had found her. He quickly lowered his hand. The female protagonist carefully folded the sky blue blanket in her hand and approached Seokjin, step by step.

I was repeating, "I'm sorry to the crowd, I'll just pass by for a moment," as I made my way through, when suddenly an ear-piercing scream was heard from behind me.

"Gyaaaaah!!! Th, th, a person!!!!!"

연여주

"……?"

It didn't seem like a joke scream, so I stopped walking and turned towards the sound. The people gathered there all raised their heads and looked upwards.

What happened? The heroine, who followed them, looked up, and, as if she had seen something she shouldn't have, dropped the sky-blue blanket she was holding.

"Gyaaaaah!!! What should I do!!! I'm falling!!!!"

"Hey, what are you doing!!!! Are you crazy?!?!! A person is falling!!!!"

A man was hanging from the third-floor railing, covered in blood, as if he'd been beaten. Who was that someone?

연여주

"…what."

The person standing in front of the man must have been him. Seeing the man precariously clinging to the railing, the man didn't even think about saving him, but instead began pulling off the man's fingers one by one.

민윤기

— What the heck is that kid!!!!!

김남준

— Isn't that the 3rd floor? Jung Ho-seok, catch that guy quickly!!!!

박지민

—Why? What is it? What's going on? It's on the second floor, so I can't see it from here.

전정국

— Some crazy guy is dropping a person. Guys, get up there quickly!!!

The other team members must have seen the situation and were urgently transmitting messages, but among them, only Yeoju, who was in the middle of the first floor, quietly took her glasses out of her pocket and put them on her nose.

A single click of the button on the glasses frame zoomed in on two people near the railing, and a double click of the button took a picture.

The person trying to drop the man had his face tightly hidden by a black mask and hat, so his face was hard to see right now, but if I went to the workshop and changed the direction and angle, I thought I could get a rough idea.

The woman who took the photo quickly put her glasses back in her pocket and slowly moved to a position where the man could fall. Currently, only four fingers were clinging to the railing. If even one more finger were to break, he would fall.

김태형

— Haa, haa… I’m on the third floor. Is that black kid?

정호석

— What, there’s someone collapsed in the bathroom. Is it someone related?

민윤기

— Hey, hey, hey, it's falling!!!!!

"Gyaaaa ...

The man's hand was completely lifted from the railing when a person covered in black stepped on it with his foot, and at the same time the man...

Phew–!!!

김석진

"Hey... Miss Yeoju?!?!!!!"

연여주

“Ah, ah, it hurts….”

He settled into the female protagonist's arms. Those who had been watching the man fall as if in slow motion finally opened their eyes upon hearing Seokjin's urgent voice, glancing back and forth between the female protagonist and the man.

In truth, Yeoju wasn't certain she'd succeed. She simply relied on her long experience and her own strength. This building may only be three stories high, but its ceilings were higher than other buildings, and its staircases were numerous, making it practically a sixth-floor apartment building.

The woman examined the unconscious man in her arms, confirmed he had no serious injuries, and rolled him onto his side, laying him on the floor. Seokjin, Yoongi, Namjoon, and Jungkook, who were on the first floor, rushed to the woman, but her gaze remained fixed on the mysterious figure on the third floor.

전정국

"Are you crazy?! Why are you jumping in there!!! It was like that when I first saw you, but now that I see you, you're even more reckless!!!!"

김남준

"Ms. Yeon Yeo-ju, are you okay?! No, who would foolishly jump in there!!"

민윤기

"Are you out of your mind?!?!!! Are you crazy!!!!??!"

김석진

“…Can you get up?”

The heroine saw the mysterious person disappear through the emergency exit before she looked up at the faces of the four people shouting at her.

Jungkook screaming like the world is going to explode, Namjoon who starts off worried but soon starts screaming just like Jungkook, Yoongi who asks if he's crazy while using all kinds of vulgar language, and Seokjin who cautiously reaches out with a very angry face as if he can't bring himself to scream.

I stared at their faces, then burst out laughing, and collapsed to the floor, laughing out loud. Their gazes on the female protagonist gradually changed, but I still liked it.

김남준

“What’s wrong…. Did you hurt your head? Does it hurt a lot?”

전정국

"What's wrong, all of a sudden? Are you really hurt somewhere?"

민윤기

"……Hey, call an ambulance."

김석진

"Excuse me for a moment. Grab my arm and stand up."

Seokjin excused himself and grabbed Yeoju's arm, linking it with his own. The wrist he held felt numb, but Yeoju didn't show it. However, that was only temporary. As soon as he got up, he collapsed.

연여주

"ah!!"

김석진

"Are you okay? Did you twist your leg?"

연여주

“Ugh… Wait a minute, please let me down for a second….”

Seokjin grabbed her shoulder and barely managed to spit out the words, and he carefully lowered her to the floor. As soon as he let go of her arm, she lay sprawled on the floor, checking her condition one by one, moving her toes, waist, arms, and neck.

When she was in the organization, she couldn't just go to the hospital, so she learned how to check her own condition. The others looked at her strangely, but they didn't bother to stop her.

The heroine, who had been slowly moving her bones from the tips of her toes, frowned as she realized she was hurting a bit more than she'd expected. She regretted not stretching her legs a bit sooner.

김석진

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

연여주

“…No. It’s okay. Can you help me up again?”

My ankle muscles were aching, my pelvis was swollen, and my right wrist seemed to have been slightly dislocated. But these were minor injuries, so minor that they couldn't even be considered minor injuries.

The heroine violently broke her left hand with her right, and with a snap, the bone realigned itself. Namjoon, who was watching, shouted, "Isn't that a broken bone?" But the heroine awkwardly laughed and received Seokjin's support.

연여주

"I think I sprained my ankle a little. I'm really okay. Is anyone else injured?"

The heroine met the four pairs of eyes fixed on her and spoke calmly. Had she not seen the situation earlier, she would have felt completely normal.

Yeonyeoju was… strange. In every sense, really strange.

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