sim.jaeyun → agent 003

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I took his phone from one of his pockets, checking who had messaged him. And conveniently so, it seemed to be one of the higher ups. Could've been Jake, could've been someone else.

I opened the messages with the person, there was no nickname for the contact, just strictly business texts.

"Who is this?" I inquired, showing him his phone, sweat was trickling down his forehead like none before.

He shook, his face turning a vibrant shade of red.

"That.. that is Sim.. Sim Jaeyun.." His words quivered immensely, and I gave a small laugh to myself.

Bingo.

I stood beside him, clicking on the photo option on the message. I grabbed Juhyeong by his hair, forcing him to look at the camera with me as I took a photo.

This one, this picture should be added to my collection too.

I sent it, without hesitation.

And not even a moment later, a reply was sent.

J: Seems like you're collecting all my men like souvenirs

J: When will I be able to expect your arrival to meet me too?

I chuckled at his messages, oh this may just send him into cardiac arrest. But regardless, I responded.

Juhyeong: When the time comes.

Juhyeong: The clock is running.

Juhyeong: Some people can deceive you well.

He began typing again, but I didn't want to reply no more, this was stalling time, I took a picture of the number with my phone and then a picture of Juhyeong's timid self in front of me, then I slid my phone into my pocket, and then proceeded to throw Juhyeong's phone onto the floor.

It shattered into pieces, and just to make sure it was fully gone. I shot it, twice.

Juhyeong jumped, this time, tears just streaming down his face.

"I will spare you if you can answer my question." I told him, standing right before him as he cried lowly, trying to calm himself down.

"Please, ask me anything, anything it can be." Juhyeong was at the lowest moment of pride, he had none left, he was just begging to make it out at least, alive.

"Where does Sim Jaeyun reside?" I inquired, I suppose it was a bit of a stretch asking this question, considering how secretive Jake is.

But he may know, he is part of the higher ups, in a way, I guess. It was worth a shot either way.

He tried his best to think, try and find an answer, but I could tell by his face he didn't know. And he wanted to live, eagerly.

I took off the goggles that were covering my eyes, I lift them on my head, and Juhyeong stared into my eyes, his jaw slightly dropping.

"I.. I don't know. I really have no idea.. I don't-" He refused to take his eyes off mine, I walked off to the front of the house, signalling for the federal officers to come and take him in handcuffs, and take him to confinement.

They did exactly so, the guy was crying in hysterics as they took him away. And I just gave a sigh, damn, all I needed was one more address, and then Jake is over.

I walked out of the trap house, heading to the van where Yongpil was. I sat inside, taking all the headgear off and giving a huge exasperated sigh.

"Good job Agent 003. We're almost there. I can feel it." Yongpil said something I already knew, come on, as an agent I get this feeling waaay before everybody else.

I nodded my head slightly, leaning my head back and closing my eyes as the ride back to the office commenced.

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After getting changed, and heading into my division, everyone seemed to working very oddly hard, everybody seemed concentrated, and concerned at the same time.

I furrowed my brows, looking around to see if anyone had answers. But I didn't want to disturb them, so, what better option did I have but to go to Jaewook.

I opened the door to his office, and for once, he wasn't there.

Hm, something was surely up, this was very odd.

Out of nowhere, Yongpil shouted for me, and I quickly head towards where he was.

I opened his office, walking inside and looking at the group of some of the most high ranked workers in the same room as me right now.

They all looked genuinely concerned, and that made me feel a little concerned. I don't know what this group meeting was about, but I did not have a good feeling, one single bit.

"What's the matter?" I dared even ask, they all looked at me as if I just commit a heinous crime.

Yongpil slid me an envelope from his desk, and I approached it gingerly, taking it and opening it. It was very odd, a black envelope, no name on the front.

I took out the letter inside, and scanned across it.

In the following letter, you will find attached photos that confirm my identity.

I am Sim Jaeyun, writing to arrange a meeting of some sort.

It requires one thing.

Agent 003. Alone.

You may come armed with tanks, guns and whatnot. But you will be all killed if you enter past my property.

I need Agent 003, and them alone.

In captivity, we have one of your workers. Yi Jaewook.

If you decide to send your agent, please drop them off at the following address listed below.

If not, do expect bloodshed to rampage across your people. And of course, Jaewook's corpse at your front door.