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19 Hours Ago - Middle Iceland - > Macau

Minho stood on a dark dock with a backpack of waterproof covers on his back. I saw Wolf's jet skiing through the ship anchored by a flash light. The Hong Kong time I checked on board was after 10: 55.

‘After digging so hard, there was only one hour until midnight. ’

I was just coming down from the mountain after using Wolf's lovebirds to sweep away the composition of the camp as well as fish.

Boong...

Press the start button and place your hand on the throttle lever of a handle similar to the motorcycle. I sought understanding from the PD, but I had to be back before dawn to participate in the morning training.

‘Busy. Busy. ’

Even though the day was 36 hours long, I didn't know that the end of the long day would still end.

Jet skiing has begun to progress slowly.

Minho turned to the calculation that it would be too late to take the ferry from Ripples Bay downtown to Macau and headed to the other side of the sea.

Minho, who was cutting through the blizzard at a fast speed of 80 kilometers per hour, found a shoreline with a bright light and turned slightly. Survival, as well as recreational machinery, are equally unbalanced when flying between surging waves due to Wolf's ability to deal with specialist grade.

“This is fun. ”

When I got to the dark beach, I felt sorry for not being able to burn any more. Minho pushes the jet ski off the start to the beach and looks around.

No one passes by, and you see a small town with a streetlight below it.

‘I got here sooner than I expected. ’

Minho took his phone out of the backpack and turned on the GPS. When I took a picture of the destination that Lubrication handed over to the map app, it was less than 2 km away. I also confirmed that this is the southernmost town in Macau, known as the Coloan. When I thought I had to do a hike across the mountains, Wolf's love affair forced me to move around with only a few items.

‘Cause he's coming back anyway. ’

Put your backpack on a jet ski and walk the map for 15 minutes. Minho stood on a path where fairytale houses covered in pastel-toned yellow and white paint.

Minho was curious as he looked at the landscape and felt the quiet in the neighborhood. There must be a ‘Ungshan’, a big hand in the Macau merchandise industry around here. I felt a storm like the boss of the dark family when I heard Yoon's words.

Is that it?

A hill a little farther from town. Beyond the small stone wall, you notice a building that looks like a symbolic mansion. Minho pressed the bell, looking carefully at the CCTV at the entrance which was blocked by a fence.

- Shui?

Minho replied in English to a Chinese voice from the speakers.

I promised. It's Kang Yoon-hwan. I am Kang Minho, his representative.

There are no answers on the speakers. Minho checked his time with his cell phone. He had 10 minutes until midnight at 11: 50.

“It's not too late... ”

Then I saw someone walking out of the mansion.

Focusing on his eyesight, he saw two Asians in black suits. Minho, who was about to greet him with his eyes, saw them holding the machine gun side by side and swallowed a groan.

I will search your body. ”

The fence was opened with a short English mix of strong Chinese accents. One man aims at Minho, and the other approaches and searches his body.

‘The village was a front. ’

Minho lets out a sigh of relief with both hands raised. If you had brought here a backpack of radios and survival kits that you brought to contact Blake after work, you might have had serious doubts.

The target, searching his pockets, pulls out a pocket watch, a mirror, and a piece of paper lighter.

"Accessories. I'm fashion-sensitive.

The opposing Pokémon gestures at the opposing Pokémon with no doubt.

Minho walked through the garden and opened the door to the mansion. A middle-aged man came down from the inside staircase consisting of European-style interiors, such as the mansion of the Great Lakes. I had a hunch that he was unhappy because he was different from the one I was wearing.

The middle-aged man came down the stairs and said with a greeting.

“I never thought Yunhwan would see his son in life. ”

“Huh? How do you... ”

“No need to be surprised. I'm Korean, too, Mount Bear. Ungsan is a pseudonym for this industry. Haha.”

“Oh, hello. I'm Kang Minho.”

Minho stretched out his hand with a stiff look to Ungsan who was handshaking his hand with friendly eyes. I had no choice but to have two men with machine guns behind my back, and the bodyguard following Ungsan was shooting at him with his beady eyes.

“We don't normally set boundaries like this. Liáng, come on. ”

Ungsan gestures back, calling out the names of those behind Minho. Then the men who were aiming at Minho disappeared.

“I'm sorry for moving up the schedule so suddenly. I never thought I'd end up like this. ”

“Something bad happened to you? ”

“Well, something like that. It's illegal to be a fence tomorrow. I've worked on my own conscience. Anyway, these snot-nosed guys are the problem. I think we can do it if we stick to the principle. Come this way.”

Following Woongshan, who grumbled, Minho passed the reception hall and arrived at the door to the garage.

Hiccup.

The doors were open and hundreds of millions of fancy sports cars caught Minho's attention first. And you see these steel boxes stacked up on one side.

Are you moving? ’

Ungsan put his hands on one of them and told Minho.

“The goods are in here. Since I broke my promise, I've decided not to do it, and I'm going to start with the money. ”

“Wait a minute.”

Minho started sending money from an overseas account he had created before he left for the country to an account in Switzerland in Ungsan. Ngong San, who confirmed the deposit with the sound of tying, opened the lid of the iron box.

“You like to collect old things like Yoon Hwan? ”

“Yes.”

“I plan to leave my business to a business associate while I close it down for a while. What do you say? Introduce me if you think about it? ”

“Of course I like... ”

While muttering 'yes’, Minho's gaze was embedded in the stuff in the box.

A 1 meter long blade surrounded by a blazing energy. It was at first glance that the ancient dragon symbol was painted on the surface of the sword.

“That's what you want, right? You have the same look in your eyes. ”

“It's a minor malfunction.”

Minho recently reached the hilt of the sword, shaking his head.

Huh?

I didn't feel bitter. Rather, the coil on my hand seemed to tempt me to touch it.

Minho grabbed the sword without his knowledge.

- Charge!

After hearing the thundering sound of the earth behind his back, Minho turned his head to the spot where the sports car was supposed to disappear, and flinched with the vision of the approaching mounted cavalry. A real cavalry raced through Minho's body and through the void.

And...

Minho faced a man on a horse wearing full body armor. This man, who was spilling the General's force, strangely turned his gaze as if he had recognized Minho.

- Are you from another era?

“Shì."

It was surprising that the answer 'yes’ came out automatically in Chinese, but I couldn't help but be embarrassed because the owner had never spoken directly to me like this.

- Small bowl for me. Be more refined and come back.

A bitter tingling sensation rises from the sword.

Chang.

Minho drops his sword on the box and pops back.

"Oh my god. This is why we call it an artifact, not an artifact?" ’

I was amazed at the fact that the owner was breathing right in front of me, but I didn't think it was possible to tame this at this level. The look in the armor I just saw was intense.

What are you doing?

Ungsan's bodyguard stands in front of Minho, who is acting strangely like a madman. Minho turned his head to look at the guard's movements and reflexively dodged.

Minho's movements were swift enough that the guards couldn't catch up with him because of the ring warning. This caused the bodyguard to stretch out his arms, too.

Pak.

Min Ho who held his arm like a ghost.

“Tíng xià, Mó hén. ”

‘Stop, you're hurting me.’ The Chinese word came out of my mouth. Minho realized that she still had the luck of touching the artifact because her tone resembled that of the sword owner. I was completely unconscious.

‘I feel different from when I was obsessed with items or affections. ’

Minho thought of another Chinese language. However, I couldn't remember anything because my luck had faded so quickly.

Arrogance.

Meanwhile, Minho's guard smiled and pushed me back.

“Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! ”

His mouth said this, but the instinct of the ring that appeared in the crisis was like a knife. Minho bends his opposing arm in reverse, running his hand along his throat like water. The guard blinks at the blemish.

“Oops.”

Minho pauses as she tries to hit the target's head, then reaffirms that she never intended to fight.

“Thori, Thori. No Fight.”

Don't play with me!

Red Crimson.

You raise your hand with a smile on the shoulder of the escort trying to resist.

You'll lose if you fight!

How do you know that?

He may not know it, but his father knows it. You should have seen him take down dozens of Triad talent in one place. I've never seen kung fu like that in my life.

It wasn't the grumbling noise, so the bodyguard glanced at Minho, but was unable to approach him. Min-ho, who didn't know what she was talking about, only smiled with an awkward expression.

“Hey, Woongsan. ”

Minho asked Ungsan because he had some spare money because he received a 30% discount.

“Do you think it's worth 500 million? ”

“Wait a minute.At that price... ”

Ungsan took out two boxes of iron and opened them in front of Minho.

It was a pile of trivial antiques, each worth 500 million Chinese antiques.

The first box had no shiny objects. Min Ho turned his eyes to the second box and found a small object that caught his eye in things like pottery and statues.

Translucent blue dice in a glass case.

I feel like the orange energy is young. I hold it in my hand, and there's a darker red energy hovering around. Minho, who smiled because he felt overwhelmed, said to Ungsan, excited.

“I'll buy this. Can I pay you right away? ”

“Hold on, it's a blue dice. If you want to buy something because you've given ownership to a partner, you have to tell him. Why don't you make an appointment and go and buy it tomorrow? ”

“Is that so?"

“This floor is all about trust, so once it's established, it can't be broken. ”

Minho regrettably had to put down the glass case again. If a private bodyguard uses a swarm in the yard with a machine gun, he might get beaten up.

Sweet.

Minho walked out of the house with a sword in the cylindrical case used to move the painting. Ungsan, who followed me to escort you, said as he headed towards the entrance.

“Suddenly you're the last trader in my name. The merchant you told me about. He's a reliable friend. There's a lot of other stuff there, so I don't know if I want to buy it again. ”

In the course of the conversation, I learned that this is a hideout that laypeople can never access. And the merchant I introduced is just a person I can't meet.

“Thank you, in many ways. ”

Seeing Minho bowing his head, Unghan's expression became immersed in memory.

“If you want lubrication, you have to buy something to get your mind off it. It's a shame I didn't see your face, but at least I saw your son. ”

“If you don't mind me asking, why did you stop doing business? ”

“Is there a reason that the merchant is folding his business? Distribution goods got fucked up. If I had to, I'd be involved with trouble... ”

Ungshan sighed.

“Anyway, don't worry, it was bought and held by the Mainland Code, not by the White Dragon Black Ornament. ”

“I don't know, but you'll be fine, and I hope to see you again when you're in business. ”

Minho, who was at the entrance, last greeted and headed to the shore where the jet ski was located.

A little after midnight. Minho's footsteps were much lighter because things were simpler than I thought.

Ah, ah. Blake, can you hear me?

Minho tried to contact the comms by adjusting the frequency.

Profit.

- Mr. M?

Have you slept? I'm sorry if that's the case.

What's going on?

There were a few expectations for the voice beyond the radio. Minho was unlucky because he had a situation to ask for.

Can you get Leah's autograph right now? Don't get me wrong, I'm a huge fan of Leah's work…….

- That won't be a problem.

I was embarrassed by Minho's clean acceptance.

So, shall I go to the hotel?

Leah visited the club and now she's escorting to Macau.

"Really?"

Minho immediately asked for the location, thinking it was a good time.

16 Hours Ago - Macau, Cotai Strip

The car that looked like a dim sum truck was parked on one side of the road. The passersby had no idea this was a CIA operational vehicle, but wondered why they didn't open the door.

The inside of a truck with dozens of monitors and various communications equipment. Nathan glances at the club's CCTV footage of Leah Taylor in the middle of a dance and turns his head.

Mr. M is coming?

Yes, sir.

A report that Blake, disguised as Leah, is important enough to drop his mission and run for a month. Nathan folds his arms and thinks.

Are you sure you haven't noticed that we know who we are?

That was my judgment.

Blake pointed to another monitor with a copy of his passport that said [Korea, Kang Minho].

But how can you be sure that that identity isn't just a disguise?

I never disguised myself. Not without the assurance that his identity is stable.

A month ago, Mr. M disturbed intelligence agencies in Zurich Central Station and put a video on a closed-circuit monitor of the time they disappeared.

It was the man who ordered the sandwich from the café in history and the man who received it. Their faces and outfits were palpable, but the latter looked just like the one in the passport.

Korea is perfect for the blind spots of intelligence agencies. Who would have thought a celebrity working in a country with only Eastern fingernails would be a spy?

What are the chances that they were molded to become "Kang Min-ho"?

I don't know that. If it hadn't been for that clumsy approach and failed, you could have listened to it with your own mouth.

Blake bows. It was good to use the satellite to locate it, but I quickly brought it up and lost my excuse to meet again.

I hardly had any training in tangential skills. I'm sorry, Nathan.

Nathan laughs at her voice when Grass is dead.

Be confident, Agent Blake. They're calling me with a spare room. I'm sure there aren't many men on Earth who wouldn't fall for a beauty like this. I would have asked her out if I was 20 years younger. I was feeling well even when I was full.

When Nathan laughed at his jokes, Blake watched Leah in the monitor dance frenzily under the laser light and recalled the original operation and asked.

Why did Mount Bear choose to disappear?

When I first asked for contact, I did not want to oppose the instigation of power. The appeal that the CIA could provide adequate protection for the stolen goods didn't work.

You can't touch the secret vault without him. Tomorrow's operation...

Langley has a specialist who is proficient in ancient Chinese devices. If you break in as planned, an expert will be your eyes in real time.

Profit.

Blake checks that the radio blinks and presses the switch.

- Blake, this is the square.

Nathan and Blake stared at Mr. M's radio.

I'm going to see him.

Nathan nods.

Get Mr. M's attention. Despite her connection to Bishop, she has tremendous mobility. You can book a hotel room if you like. If you offer scouts on the bed, it usually works.

Mr. Branch…….

I know it's a joke, but the new Blake's cheeks, which have been in the field for a month now, are all shiny.

‘All right, let's go. ’

I was short of breath when I thought I might have to be brave enough to do something about it. As he stepped out of the truck, Blake took several deep breaths to calm his chest.

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This chapter has about two coins left. I think I can finish it on Saturday...