Sense

Just when all the chaos had calmed down.

『Get him! He has a small communication device!』

Someone dashed like lightning from among the doctors and attendants sitting in one place.

Tingle.

Dowook felt a sense similar to that of Jin Daeyoung from a black man running toward a window and paused.

‘There was another one?’

Whether he was a special force member or not, the movement of the black man was very agile. Claude was the most shocked, so it looked like the man was the French attendant.

『Back! Block him! Block him!』

The response of ALF members chasing the black man fleeing was also formidable. They immediately blocked the window and drove the man to a dead end as if catching a mouse. The leading member cleverly avoided even the deadly fists that occasionally flew in.

In the meantime, an ALF member was hit in the face and passed out.

『Aim for the legs!』

Professional martial arts did not mean much when the two big players who saw their teammates collapse tackled you at the same time and the members rushed from all sides. The ALF was not even embarrassed about how familiar they were with violent actions.

The black man, who quickly rolled on the floor and began to be beaten, soon slowed down.

Seeing that scene, Dowook understood how Jin Daeyoung suffered.

The man in the red mask looked back at the people after removing a finger-sized wireless communication device from the ears of the fallen black man.

『Is there still someone in here who wants to be a hero? Think carefully and act. If you don't want to suffer like these two.』

People's eyes stayed on the black man and Jin DaeYoung.

Tingle~

‘?’

Dowook felt a similar sense again among those who were gathered. A middle-aged man next to the Spanish doctor Ellie. It was him.

‘Oh my god…’

Being an attendant in charge of chores in the diplomatic mission seemed to be a very good place to disguise special forces.

Just in case, Dowook reached out his hands here and there. That Spanish attendant was the last one to be detected.

Copper-skinned, he was the most cautious of the three. He didn't even feel the urge to overpower the hostile opponent from the man like the other two.

『Doctor!』

The man in the red mask called for Dowook. And he pointed to his colleague who passed out.

『Will you treat him?』

Somehow, Dowook felt like he became the attending physician for the minister but Dowook pointed to the black man who was lying down.

『You're telling me to treat that person as well, right?』

The man in the red mask gazed contemplatively for a while and nodded.

『Help me move them to beds.』

The trampled black man and unconscious ALF member were laid side by side on the bed next to Jin Daeyoung.

The diagnosis was quickly made because he witnessed all the injuries. The black man suffered a general bruise and neck bone injuries. The member had a concussion and a fractured nose.

"Professor Lee".

Lee Il-soo, who was near Jin Daeyoung, failed to adapt to the series of situations and seemed to be in shock. Dowook called him again.

"Professor Lee?"

"Huh? Yes, Dr. Park."

"Where's the splint of the cervical spine? This person's neck bone is twisted."

"Oh. I'll bring it to you."

He was putting a cervical splint on the black man, and the man in the red mask approached him.

『Why are you treating him first?』

『Because he’s in worse condition.』

『Our guy’s also unconscious. Don’t lie.』

He wanted to argue that he only decided on the treatment priority based on the severity of the injuries but he stopped himself and looked at Prof. Lee.

"Please take care of this patient's dressing.”

"Okay."

He approached the patient next to him and put his hand on the mask he was wearing.

When he peeled off the fabric with dark red blood, the face of a South American man was revealed. He was much younger than he thought he would be.

‘He’s probably just become a college student.’

He couldn’t understand the idea of taking hostages for the welfare of animals but he could fully sympathize with the extreme pain he would feel due to the twisted nose and torn skin.

As soon as he sprayed disinfectant and touched to realign the nose, the patient's body convulsed.

‘I haven't polished the delicate bone alignment of orthopedic surgeons yet. I'm sorry.’

After hurriedly treating the wounds of the two patients and adding fluids, sweat formed on their backs. How many patients did he take care of in a few minutes? This was no different from working in the emergency room of Myeong Sae hospital.

-Put your hands together! If you rebel when you’re tied up, you know what will happen to you!.

‘Erase that thought. It's different. It's very different.'

One of the ALF members approached. The member fixed both hands and feet of the black man on the bed frame with a cable tie and placed a cable tie on Jin Daeyoung in the same way. And he glanced at Dowook.

『Is the treatment over?』

Dowook nodded.

Even Dowook, Professor Lee, and Claude were mixed among the people with their hands tied together.

-Go in there!

The door to the lounge was opened and all the hostages from each country were trapped inside.

About 30 minutes later.

As the inside of the emergency center was quickly cleared up, ALF's hostage situation was clearly revealed.

Dozens of surveillance members who were located throughout the entrances and windows checked what was happening outside.

The man in red mask and key members who seem to be trying to contact the outside by installing laptops and cameras around the French minister.

Dowook sat in the lounge, looked out the window for a different reason than yesterday and watched the vital monitor from between people.

‘The power seems unstable.’

Electricity went out earlier, and a temporary generator inside the hospital was operated. There seemed to be a little problem with it now.

He didn’t know about the other injured people, but he couldn't take his eyes off the vital monitor because monitoring vital signs was essential for the minister’s health.

‘I'll have to talk to them if it turns off.’

Although they were radical, considering that they allowed all the injured to receive treatment regularly, it was unlikely that they would harm the personnel in here.

Although his hands were tied up, since they haven’t paid much attention to the lounge after they were locked up here, he was less anxious than before.

People seemed to feel the same as they started to talk to each other.

『What the hell is our intelligence office doing?』

At Garrett's lament, British doctor James Grant asked in a quiet voice.

『Wouldn't CIA do something?』

『Naturally. Even an allied minister ended up like that, so it's not like the United States to stay still. And this is China. How dare you do that in front of a Super Power? Crazy bastards.』

Some nodded at the conversation between the two, and some could not get rid of their concern.

『Dr. Ellie. Relax. The team leader of the Health Bureau who came with me when I left the country was a former general of the army.』

In the meantime, Garrett, who did not let go of his interest in beauty, was consistent. It seemed he had already erased the events of a moment ago where he was almost beaten up for pretending to be a vegetarian from his memory.

Perhaps because an organization recognized by the world, the CIA, was mentioned, the conversation continued with Garrett's lead.

Dowook, like Professor Lee, sat leaning against the wall and listened to the conversation with one ear.

Then

The Spanish attendant, who had been quiet all along beside Dr. Ellie, moved toward Dowook.

『Doctor Park.』

『Yes?』

『This may sound sudden, but I'm Interpol investigator Jon Miguel.』

A soft voice that could not be heard by those around them. The last of the attendants who hid themselves was an international detective.

『The man in the red mask over there. He is Samuel Samson, who leads the ALF guerrilla. A zoologist, from Sweden. He’s the ring leader of ALF, which acts as an organization around the world. He is a crazy author who has already been wanted a long time ago.』

『Ah…』

『I reported this to the government just before that French bodyguard was caught, so there will be some way to deal with it.』

In summary, the Interpol Detective had obtained intelligence and was undercover. The black guy was from the secret service. Jin Daeyoung was special…… seemed like just a soldier.

He listened to every word of information Jon revealed, and unexpected words continued.

『The fact that a person who has not appeared outside so far appeared like this means that the impact of this act of terrorism is significant. Normally, I wouldn't even ask people who aren't trained to do this, but…….』

An unidentified electronic device the size of a nail was held at the fingertip of Jon, who turned his back.

『It is possible to communicate in both directions, and if you put it in your ear, it is a hearing aid that is completely invisible from the outside. When you go to the Minister later, can you wear this? Just by listening to what is happening here, the outside response team will be able to make clear decisions.』

The voice of the red mask, which was threatening not to do nonsense, suddenly flashed through his head.

Special forces and secret services lying side by side with injuries. If caught, he could become like that.

‘Hmm…'

The Minister's vital monitor caught his eye as he wondered whether he should take the receiver or not.

It was also blinking with power anxiously.

The patient, who he’d operated on, was lying alone in the most unstable place at the time when he needed the most stability.

Not as a hero but as a doctor. It seemed that the best he could do was not just treatment.

『Even if I wear this, I can't play a big role. I'm going to put my safety first.』

『It's enough to let us know the internal situation as it is. The rest of the experts will solve it, so leave it up to them.』

『Give it to me.』

Dowook took the communicator in his hand.

The hour the man in the red mask mentioned quickly came.

Clank.

"Doctor!"

The doctor they shouted was referring to one person, so the eyes in the lounge headed for Dowook.

‘Oh, I'm nervous.’

Sweat formed on his hand holding the communication device. It would be over if he got caught, so he went outside as calmly as possible, but the ALF member who opened the door flicked and grabbed Dowook.

The ALF member asked Dowook, who flinched.

『My palm has been tingling for a while now. Is something wrong?』

When he looked up, it was the one whose palm he’d sewn up earlier. Relieved, Dowook answered.

『If you touch it for no reason, it will get worse, so leave it alone. It's a common pain in the process.』

-Why aren't you bringing him?

At the urging of the man in the red mask, the ALF member hurriedly cut off the cable tie that tied Dowook’s hands.

『Follow me.』

Dowook stretched naturally after his hands were untied and put the communication device in his ear. When it settled into place, it tickled but it was still bearable.

-Trying to communicate. If you hear this voice, please cough twice. Attempting to communicate. If this voice…….

It was a repetitive Korean sentence.

Although he felt glad to hear something familiar in this situation, he only replied with a cough as many eyes were watching his movements.

-Communication attempt… Oh? Finally! Nice to meet you, Park Dowook. I'm Lieutenant Yu Na Yeon of the KNCB International Cooperation Team.

Dowook diagnosed the French minister in front of the ALF members, listening to the voice transmitted like a radio.

-Currently, the Shanghai Public Security Command and liaison officers from each country are in the joint task force here. Not all of them were delivered because the wiretapping was intermittently cut off, but we also heard about Lieutenant Miguel's plan.

『Doctor, I think your mind is somewhere else.』

The man in the red mask gazed at him sharply. Dowook didn’t panic and pointed to the blinking vital monitor.

『The device is unstable, so it is impossible to accurately determine the state of the minister.』

『Since when did the doctor rely on machines to treat people? Just do it.』

Dowook pointed to the long scar on the man in the red mask’s left arm.

『You would have received the help of an X-ray when you performed the surgery for that. There are traces of dozens of glass debris embedded. If I had sutured this without an imaging examination, I would have to cut off the entire arm because of a piece of glass that I couldn't take out.』

At once, the man in the red mask took a step back acknowledging Dowook’s point.

『The existing power lines are completely cut off and cannot be restored.』

『The hospital where I work has a similar emergency power system. Even if the power line for the entire building is pulled to the emergency center, it won't be this unstable.』

The suspicious gaze of the man in the red mask, which was looking at Dowook, eased to some extent.

『I've been thinking about this for a long time. You're pretty smart, you're a good talker.』

『It's a basic characteristic for someone who can legally place a knife on someone.』

The excited man in the red mask sent two people down to the underground power room.

Officer Yoo's voice continued to talk in Dowook’s ear as he overcame the crisis.

-You did a good job dealing with it. Shanghai Public Security is coordinating the timing of deploying agents. The Chinese authorities' position is that they will ignore the occurrence of some injuries and suppress them quickly and strongly, a group with no firearms. Don't be surprised if suppression forces are suddenly deployed. Hide yourself in a safe place as much as possible.

A clean situation in which tear gas bursts on flashlights and armed forces rush in at once to suppress criminals.

As Dowook imagined what would happen, he saw an ALF member approaching the French minister and opening the bag on his back.

In it was a rectangular plastic case that looked similar to a pencil case. There was an electronic timer on top of it.

With the common sense Dowook knew, there was only one object with such an appearance. He could be certain to some extent because it was stuck to the bottom of the bed the minister was lying on.

Time bomb.

The man in the red mask asked with a smile when he saw Dowook’s stiff expression.

『Is it your first time seeing TNT?』

『Why is there a bomb….』

『It’s the basic characteristic of someone like me who puts a knife on someone illegally, doctor.』

The man in the red mask was not a nutcase that was easy to deal with.

-Do they even have TNT explosives? Oh my god…Sir! We need to discuss our operation!

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