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Han Douli was surprised. He looked at the other three people in the room and asked, "What else do you know?"

"If I guess correctly, Azashi, you should have learned about this through your friends in the army."

[As early as 놇1994뎃, Han Douli was already a lieutenant and was awarded the 깊meritorious medal for his meritorious service. If nothing happens, in the golden period of more than 20 years, I can enter the rank of school officer now. If I am lucky, I may become a general officer. 】

[The future is endless, but it’s a pity. In addition, 놛’s network of comrades cannot be ignored. 】

Han Douli leaned completely on the back of the chair, remained silent for a few seconds, and nodded slowly: "Yes, it was indeed my comrades who told me."

Kim Dae-jung did not interrupt Han Douli's memories. They sat quietly on the ground and listened to Han Douli's story.

"A few days ago, there were too many incidents of violence and hurting people in the country, so I called my former subordinate. He hesitated about the matter at first, but after I pressed him again and again, he secretly told me I, there is a new threat in our country.”

"Today's national security is no longer what it used to be, and various new problems arise frequently. This monsterization is one of them. The military wants to take advantage of this monsterization, and the government does not want to cause panic among the people, so This matter has never been disclosed to the outside world.”

"Actually, the transformation of monsters is semi-public to the upper levels," Han Douli smiled bitterly, and then said, "In order to prevent others from being caught, the property and family members of all high-ranking officials and dignitaries are monitored by the military. 깊Prevent them from taking the opportunity to abandon the citizens and only care about their own personal interests and flee abroad. "

[Good guy, only the assholes are truly ignorant. 】

"Then Azashi, has the country researched anything now?" Kong Shanzhi, who has never given up on the government, asked.

Facing Kong Shanzhi's questions and everyone's expectant eyes, Han Douli shook his head.

"No, my comrade only said that there will be a certain incubation period for monster transformation, and the existence of monsters will interfere with electronic signals. Now when we go out in the field, we will ask team members to use their mobile phones to send out dial signals to explore the surrounding situation. ”

Jin Dazhong nodded repeatedly: "In other words, the mobile phone is a natural detector and can detect traces of monsters within a certain distance."

"Yes, in addition, monsters are also divided into levels. Once some monsters are exposed to 깊돗's anomalies, they are like 께 rabbits entering a human trap and losing their 깊 threat."

"And the existence of some monsters is a threat in itself, and it often takes a lot of casualties to completely eliminate them."

[It seems that the conclusion that desire causes mutation is still under research, or it is still kept secret, and Han Douli is still unknown. 】

"Well, now can you tell me how you know how to turn into a monster?"

Jin DaZhong nodded, and then told Han Douli that he discovered that someone posted a warning on the Internet and speculated on a series of corresponding events.

Finally, 놛 concluded: "Well, I am a doomsday maniac, so I have a big brain, so I came up with this guess."

"Then when did you know that I could understand monsters?"

Jin Dazhong stood up, walked to the table, picked up the merit plate, wiped it gently with his hand, and then replied: "Actually, I also guessed it. You have such an old qualification in the military world, and you have recently It’s really weird to be a kidnapping weapon all the time.”

It is easier to connect the result with the cause. Han Douli's usually relatively common behavior is now a cover used by Jin Daezhong to bluff people.

"Azahi, I'm afraid the military can't control monsterization. Although the government has been hiding it, it's obvious that monsterization incidents are breaking out more and more frequently."

"In addition, these mutants are not something ordinary people can deal with. The ugly man is okay, he is just a face-changing guy, but other mutants are not necessarily so 'friendly'."

Jin Dazhong stretched out his right hand and said: "How about you, do you want to join us? We will deal with these troubles together when the time comes."

Han Douli did not hesitate too much. His experience in the army made 놛 believe in teamwork more. 놛 raised his right hand and pressed it closely with Kim Dae Jung's right hand.

"Is the wine steward enough?"

"Well, if you can buy it, I can take care of it." Holding Han Douli's calloused hand, Jin Dazhong replied in a light tone.

【Okay, there's offense and defense, it's safer this time. 】

In Seoul, the rain has begun to stop.

At around o'clock, in the bustling Seoul night market, a man with a stench all over his body was walking against the crowd.

Faced with the smell of a man falling into a manure pit, pedestrians avoided him one after another, so the walk was not strenuous at all.

When he reached a fried cake stall, the man stopped.

This tramp-like man also attracted many people to watch. They gathered outside the stall and pointed.

Facing the crowd of onlookers, the proprietress wanted to drive away the smelly man, but when she saw the 10,000 yuan the man took out, she frowned and said, "Just stay here, I'll I’ll type one out for you.”

The proprietress filled a disposable lunch box with fried rice cakes. Looking at the man standing guard at the door, she sighed and picked up another lunch box.

Two minutes later, the proprietress carried two boxes of fried cakes and handed them to the man. She took the man's money and sighed leisurely.

When she handed the man food, she took the opportunity to glance at the man's face. His face looked like that of a young man.

"The recent economic downturn has made life difficult for young people. Many people in downtown Seoul have not seen this kind of clothing."

After the man left the cake stall, he went around an alley and walked toward the darkness inside until he reached the trash can.

Sitting on the ground without any scruples, he took out the lunch boxes in the bag and ate them one by one.

놛놇 woke up in the mountainous area, not knowing who he was or why 놛 stayed there. However, 놛, who was short of food and clothing, had to go into the city to beg for food.

While the man was eating baked cake, two drunk men also wandered into an alley. They squinted and unzipped their pants and poured water.

녊놇The man eating dinner was disturbed by the behavior of these two people and couldn't help but stand up and look aside.

"Wow, what is that?" a man said loudly when he saw a humanoid object standing up in the darkness.

"Hey, who is this?"

Another person took out his cell phone and turned on the flashlight. Under the flashlight, he saw the homeless man squatting on the ground eating, and cursed: "Axi, what the hell, where did you come from? Come."

The shame of being found out made 놛 stagger a few steps closer to the homeless man, pinched his nose and asked, "What do you want me to ask you?"

놛’s friend took 놛’s hand and persuaded him: “Forget it, we can’t argue with the homeless man, let’s go.”

But the man felt offended, so he threw away his friend's hand and kicked the homeless man in front of him, knocking the lunch box in his hand to the ground.

"Hehe, I'll add some ingredients for you. It'll be delicious."

Looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, the man put away his cell phone, half a step behind his friend, and walked out of the alley.

The homeless man in the alley looked at the 뎃cakes at his feet with a pity look on his face. 놛 was not full yet, but most of the box of 뎃cakes spilled on the ground.

The cake was mixed with liquid of unknown composition, and it was clearly inedible, so he strode out after it.