CODE PATRICIA 2 || Rosekook |ON HOLD|

045 The Truth

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Next time it will be real.
-H.S.P

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"There will be no next time," Roseanne mumbled in extreme annoyance while crumbling the small piece of paper. It's existence completely reminding her of the incident from earlier.

As soon as— she and Jungkook had gotten off the car, she immediately walked up towards the direction of where 'the supposed bomb' was actually located.

Her hands which were in complete loosen up stance, quickly tighten up in agitation as the thoughts about the incident— irritated her even more than anything else in the world.

"Oh god!!" Roseanne rolled her eyes in absolute embarrassment, while realizing the fact that she actually couldn't recognize the fake bomb that was planted on the car.

"Oh.. god.. I-I feel so stupid,"

While totally feeling the feelings of utmost stupidity, Roseanne silently laughed at herself, still not processing the fact that— she, a professionally skilled agent could possibly make a silly mistake.

She could not help but think to herself— had Jungkook been the one with the inspection earlier that moment, he wouldn't have done the same mistake as she did.

"You have got an explanation to do, Roseanne," Jungkook spoke, witnessing the event occurring in-front of him.

And what annoyed her even more was the presence of that second warning. The second warning which apparently appeared from the insides of the metallic phony.

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"Oppa," Roseanne called looking straight into the eyes of the senior South Korean agent.

"They wouldn't possibly do that, unless you have something they want— agent Park,"

Agent Kim Seok Jin and agent Park Roseanne was alone in the room. The only room where all of the secrets were thrown into the air.

"Oppa, I need you to trust me in this."

"Roseanne, it is becoming harder for me to help you. All of the agents here are suspecting you and wants me to take you through the harsh interrogation— you.."

"Oppa, I have the micro chip." Roseanne sighed, gaining a confused look from the older agent.

"Sorry, what was that?"

"I have the micro-chip. It has all the information about the Mafia workings. I took it and had it with me all these time. It is not Jungkook's fault."

"What!? How could you do that!? We could have—,"

"I couldn't just hand it over to the either side of the agencies— oppa."

"Why?" Seok Jin questioned, furrowing his eyebrows in a very displeased manner.

"Listen here.. Oppa, the rich politicians and many powerful people are involved in this nasty organization. The superiors of this country, nor the superior of my country can be trusted..."