When The Phone Rings / The Call You Just Made Is

Chapter 66 Found Him

"Hide quickly..."

Hee-joo used sign language to signal the children to hide in the bushes quickly. The lights of the military jeep swept over them.

Hee-joo wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. It had been two months since she came to Argan.

Although she had safely arrived here through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs through her sister's relationship, problems followed one after another.

She wondered where he would be?

Because she was acting on a single possibility, everything seemed at a loss. At first, she asked foreign journalists about the news of the Oriental, but to no avail.

He had been a war correspondent, and later worked in the political department and even became an anchor. Perhaps he was in the centre of the civil war area?

Later, she moved to the most intense conflict area, but seeing the children fall in the hail of bullets, Hee-joo never dared to set foot there again.

Especially deaf and mute children, who cannot communicate, are the most vulnerable group.

Not being able to speak means not being able to protest, and they are the first to be asked to surrender. Hee-joo understood this well.

So, she began to teach international sign language.

As a teacher, her days were busy and fulfilling, and the search for Baek Sa-eon became increasingly distant.

She could only occasionally ask the dean to tell her if she heard any news about the handsome oriental reporter.
But every time the dean came back from the city, he just kept shaking his head and apologizing.

At first, Hee-joo was disappointed and even cried, but now she has become accustomed to this setback. The only thing that keeps her going is the hope that she will be able to see him one day.

"Damn, we've been discovered..."

At this time, the dean walking in front cursed in a low voice. Half-hidden rebel soldiers suddenly appeared around them, approaching with guns raised.

"Raise your hands, put your hands behind your head!"

They shouted rudely, and the muzzles of their guns approached.

The frightened children immediately knelt down. Hee-joo also clasped her hands behind her head and lowered her head. She saw the bullet holes on those military boots, and her heart was filled with fear.

"I heard that the 뷔벤 Education Facility has an international sign language interpreter." 

"…..."

Hee-joo bit her lip and heard the other party's slow English.

"These little guys look like 뷔벤's children."

The long barrel of the gun touched the ears of the children who were huddled together.

Seeing the children's eyes full of fear, Hee-joo raised her hands tremblingly.

"I, I'm a sign language interpreter." 

"No, Hee-joo!"

The dean tried to pull her arms down, but it was too late. A dark-skinned man with thick eyebrows looked at Hee-joo.

"Are you really a sign language interpreter?" 

"...Yes."

"Then you have to go with us." 

"I can't go with you."

"Really?"

The man seemed calm.