The World of Masks

The operation was strictly classified. All I knew was the top of the AMSS, the crew to be deployed this time, and the United Nations and the United States. They thought they had some kind of intelligence agency, but above all, AMSS's actions were more discreet than ever before, as there was a media outlet that was flashing and looking for coverage. In any case, it is a large-scale operation in which only 200 superpowers with unique abilities move.

After a thorough stand-in, they were frantically spread all over the world. The media, of course, released enormous coverage of AMSS's actions. A lot of questions came up. However, AMSS remained strictly silent. The press, which had not heard the answer, began to load all sorts of speculations. Some of them were quite close to the truth. But soon it was buried by other knights. Flooding speculation was the best cover for the truth.

The time.

Jin Jin and the real superpowers were gathering in one of the United States. He was not enough to get a fake passport and disguise with the cooperation of the United States government to deceive the eyes of the world. One by one, he was torn into American soil. The accommodation was not only ordinary, but also called a hotel.

Jinseok sits on his butt on the bed. The bed spring squeaks and screams. You frown. You shake your butt a little. The feeling of the spring moving was quite rough. It was like a bed that had already ended its lifespan.

Knock, knock!

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Jinsuk pushed down on the bed to check the condition and said aloud.

Yuck!

The bed is like this, but it's like a door. A suspicious door was opened about the time I oiled it. The grisly sound of ghosts scratching the iron slab with their fingernails was random.

Charles came in and didn't want to hear it. I could see his face frowning and shaking as if to say something offensive. Well, there's no such thing as a pervert to like the sound of that.

"What's going on, Mr. Charles?"

Jinsuk kept pressing down on the bed. I was willing to sleep in a less broken spring. But this bed was very fair. Not a single spring was intact.

Even though Charles came in, his work and the attitude of authenticity to do useless things seemed incredibly rude. But there was a connection between them. Neither Jinseok nor Charles cared about it. Even though they gave the name "friend," the relationship was already unbearable.

"I think it's the same here, too."

When Charles sees the act of truth, he realizes the meaning of it. Charles had just done it.

"As expected, is that bed in any condition?"

"Yes. Charles' bed, I suppose."

Confirmation is meaningless. I'm just picking it up. Jinsuk quit his useless acts and got out of bed.

"Of course it's the same this way. It reminds me of a long time ago."

It bloomed a new time when I lived as a worker in a cannery. If I missed it, I'd miss it. Of course, I never wanted to go back at that time.

"Quite the same. I remember the old flower shop."

"I heard that. By the way, there was a time when the President of AMSS of the underworld used to be a small landlord."

"I'm still running it now. Memories are memories. Do you want to go next time?"

"Be sure to stop by when you get a chance."

Charles grins with white teeth.

"By the way, why am I here?"

After an approximate conversation, Charles begins to tell the reason for his visit. There was no light atmosphere until just now. A stiff face reflected the seriousness of the agenda and its concerns.

You straighten yourself out to see if it's contagious to the atmosphere of Jinseok, and look directly at Charles. But he was also roughly anticipating what Charles would say.

"It's because of you, isn't it?"

Charles nods quietly, not surprised.

"He's been very uncooperative lately. That's why we can't let this operation go wrong."

The recent pandemic behavior has been difficult for Charles to understand. Of course, it wasn't completely wrong. The relationship with Charles has been the same so far, and the mission down has been well fulfilled.

The problem was that he was often sharpened to the venomous truth and focused on the mission of the truth. Luckily, I didn't do it openly. Cruising the perimeter of a safety line and a dangerous line. As the Charles next to me, it was a bitter scene above.

"I heard you broke up with Hannah."

"Is that a problem, too?"

Charles was extremely distressed by the sudden changing attitude of the pandemic. The relationship between the plague and the truth was not bad, but rather good. That changed all of a sudden, so of course I was looking for a reason. And I heard shocking news that the pandemic and Hannah had broken up.

"Maybe so."

Jinseok replied, self-sufficient. Charles thought so.

Even Hannah's best friend Charles had already heard the whole story.

'You're falling for your god and neglecting Hannah. No wonder there's a difference.'

He was very proud of the relationship between the two, so he had to crush the causative provider.

'The problem is that Hannah likes you · · · · · · ·.'

When I first heard that, I was surprised. I thought it might be a joke, but I realized the moment I saw Hannah blushing her face while talking about sincerity. It was the face of a typical loving girl. Fortunately, I felt relieved that I did not have the idea of taking the seat. Jinsuk is already a married man. He couldn't advise Hannah that she would settle her feelings a little further away. This was only a matter of time.

But the real problem was after that. From then on, the pandemic began to collide with the stone and other places.

'You must think you've taken Hannah away from him.'

Even Charles' love for him was absurd. Ueron yanks his tongue out because he's pathetic. However, you can ignore it and warn them, saying that it is just a petty footstool of jealousy.

The question was whether this operation would rebel against Jin and sabotage the operation.

Because of the importance of this matter, Jin came out to direct, more likely than ever before.

However, he smiles softly, relieving himself of Charles' worries.

"Don't worry too much. Yoohyun is not a child either. For whatever reason, we're not going to put a dent in this important operation. In fact, they are complaining and fulfilling all the commands that have been given so far."

"Yes, it is."

"Besides, I can't solve it right now for a reason."

'You knew that, too.'

Seeing the bitter smile on his face, Charles was troubled.

"There are also choices to play a less-than-important role if you don't feel right."

Jinsuk smiled and added.

"Don't worry. They're both going to be great."

Charles sincerely prayed that the words of truth would come true.

* * *

The parched wind sweeps through the barren land. The sun is already a long time away. An invisible darkness was enveloping the surroundings. Black clouds covering the sky blocked the moonlight and even the starlight. The wind is the only sound that informs him of his madness.

Pussy!

The grains of thick sand are trampled and screamed. A group of people dressed in black slowly makes their way through the dark space. Darkness, like darkness, did not become a hindrance to those who were superpowers, and even the smallest sound they made covered all the sounds of the wind.

Charles, who was walking in the lead, raises his hand. People stopped moving.

There was a building on the front. A two-story building made of concrete. It was just a rectangular, awkward building. The building itself was questionable because it had no amenities or basic infrastructure at all.

I didn't see any lights. I was just there quietly, assimilated with the dark surroundings.

However, the young tension in Charles' eyes is not relaxed.

"Operation is a go. Spread out."

The last thing I said to the communicator was, At the same time, the superpowers behind you begin to move. Around 80 people are separated from the herd and begin to surround the building widely. The rest of the team is divided into three groups and ready to move in.

< < Can you see anything? > >

I heard a question from the communicator. The voice of Jin. Jin, who is in charge of this operation, is located a little distance from the headquarters.

"I can't see any movement. It's like your lungs."

< < But there is still a superpower response. > >

Charles frowns and stares at the lungs.

"As expected, something's underground."

< < Most likely. > >

"Mmmm!"

While Charles and Jin-seok were talking, all the superpowers finished deploying.

"I'll go in first."

< < Be careful. > >

Charles starts to move slowly. The superpowers who were still behind him, bound together with Charles, also followed behind him.

The building wasn't that big. It was the size of a small single-family house. The window was small and the entrance was blocked with only one solid iron door.

Charles looks carefully at the door. There is no sound inside. You hold the handle of the door and turn it slowly.

Heave-ho!

The key was hooked. However, for a superpower, this ordinary lock is not a hindrance. If Charles is the opponent who is called the most powerful superpower.

Ridiculous!

The door handle crumbles and falls. Charles opens the door slowly, making the lock obsolete with pure power alone. Behind Charles, several superpowers are on high alert. If I saw anything suspicious, I was going to shoot the supernova right away. A combination of good fire power and wind power. It would be quick to turn this little building into a vent.

Yuck!

The door opens slowly. The people are nervous, but they don't even have the manpower to attack. Charles and his group slowly enter the building.

According to Charles' signal, superpowers spread out in an instant. I started scouring the building from room to room.

The building was really tender. The walls and floors were exposed to cold concrete, and there were no common beds or drawers.

"There's nothing here."

A psychic reported to Charles.

"Search every inch. There's a good chance there's a basement. Search the basement on the first floor."

"Yes!"

Charles orders the superpowers to search again. I didn't miss the crack in the building. And then a few minutes later, Charles received a report that he found something.

Charles makes his move. It was in a room on the first floor.

Charles gets down on his knees and puts his hands on the ground. The texture was the same as the other floors. I swept the floor. There was a slight snag on the tip of my hand. The crevice is a slight crevice. The crevice continues indefinitely. There was a gap in the rectangle, which was 1.5 meters long.