21st century Goguryeo

November 25, 2023 09:00 (Republic of China time 08:00),

New Territory, Hong Kong Special District, Republic of China (National Intelligence Service Hong Kong Branch Safe House).

The agents of the Foreign Intelligence Agency one, who arrived in Hong Kong on the CMV-100 Sky Bus at dawn, slept for a while in the safe house of the Hong Kong branch, and then gathered in the living room to have a brief meeting about their future missions.

"The mission instructions were changed at dawn. Therefore, I will forget all the briefings on the Sky Bus and briefly brief them again."

A while ago, Manager Ja-seong Lee came out of the living room wall with a security document from the foreign intelligence agency in his home country. Then, the eyes of the agents sitting on the sofa, the floor and the armrests of the sofa automatically turned to Manager Ja-seong. "Criminal gangs in Hong Kong, which we were trying to investigate as the top priority, will instead investigate the intelligence agencies of all countries operating in Hong Kong to put it in the second place. Oh, give me the list of deputies!" Deputy Director Oh Seok-jin, who was standing by at the direction of Manager Ja-seong Lee, handed out a handful of documents to each team. "These documents are related to the intelligence organizations of all countries operating in Hong Kong, which have been investigated and compiled overnight by agents of Division three of the Foreign Intelligence Agency."

"Woah! There are many. No, Hong Kong is such a great city, kids are flocking to it." Team leader Park Ki-woong turned over a few papers and sighed and said. "Are you going to investigate all these organizations? We don't seem to have any jaws." Team two team leader Yoon Tae-jin also cried after seeing the documents. "Isn't that a lot? As Team Leader Yoon said, it would be difficult to investigate all information organizations in a situation where there is no time. That's why, I would like to select only about 10 and conduct the first investigation." "What is the standard?" Team leader Sung Sang-yoon, the youngest in the team leader level, raised his hand and asked a question. "What is the standard?" When Manager Ja-seong Lee answered with a question, Team two team leader Eun-ha Shin stabbed the core.

"You said that you speak English and Mandarin, so it must be an English-speaking country and a Chinese-speaking country." "Yes. The new manager is the correct answer. You might think it's simple, but when you think about it in complexity, it's hard to approach."

Tae-jin Yoon, the second team leader, seemed to think deeply, and listed the names of several countries. "If it's English-speaking and Mandarin-speaking, would it be like the United States, the United Kingdom, and the Republic of China, the Eastern Republic and New China, which were split into three countries?" "Yes. In addition to that country, Australia, Japan, Taiwan, Singapore, and everyone else must have heard it on the morning news. The war with Russia started around midnight yesterday, so Russia is included." "Ah! Russians, can't we live in peace? What do you believe in going to war with our country?"

Team two team leader Yoon Tae-jin seemed to be angry at the word Russia, making all kinds of impressions and cheering.

"Leave the war to our armed forces and let us focus on our assigned missions! "Yes! All right." The team members responded in unison.

"First of all, we will start investigating the 10 countries listed so far. On the last page of the document handed out, the name of the country to be investigated by each team is written. Take note."

"Woah! America and Taiwan." Tae-jin Yoon, the second team leader who checked the last page of the document, shook his head and said. Then, Shin Eun-ha, the third team leader, checked the last one right away. "Our team is England and the Eastern Republic"

"Huh? Why is our first team three countries? Republic of China, Japan, Russia" "Are you dissatisfied? Aren't we the spearheading team of Division one? We put three countries in it because of our ability."

"Woah! What kind of spearhead team and only when this is the case?"

"I am from three countries. Are you dissatisfied and no cigarettes?" "Ugh! Oh gag!" Some of the team members giggled and laughed at the sudden gag that popped out. "ruler! ruler! Noisy and sweaty from today, I say it again, it's a battle with time. If it is late, the leaked confidential information cannot be recovered or destroyed. Did you know?"

"All right." "great! dissolution! Pack your gear and go!"

When Manager Ja-seong Lee clapped his hand to announce the end of the meeting, Team two's Assistant Manager Oh Hyuk-soo raised his hand and asked. "Aren't you eating breakfast?" "Ask your team leader about that!" "You!" As Assistant Manager Oh Hyuk-soo, who protruded like a duck's mouth, was about to get up, Team Leader Yoon Tae-jin pulled his ear and whispered from behind. "Are you thinking about Jim's breakfast?" "Ouch! So, don't you eat it? It's all about eating and living. If I don't eat breakfast and night, I won't work for a day."

"Is that so? I haven't eaten breakfast since the army, so if I eat it, it won't be digested." "Then I will eat a hamburger by myself." "Mine!" "Mine?" "Me too!" "Leave it. Oh sir!" "Are you all going to die? Anyway, no one likes me, whether it's a successor, a classmate, or a senior!"

"Kuk Kuk Kuk"

* * * November 25, 2023 12:30, Funeral home of National Intelligence Service Safe House Hospital, Songpa-gu, Seoul, Namju.

Despite the war with Russia, downtown Seoul was as peaceful as usual. The only difference was that fully-armed soldiers, organized as mobilization reserve forces, were located in various places on the streets, performing guard and patrol missions.

At the Songpa-gu Bokjeong Intersection, following Road 342 in the direction of Sanseong Station, the road leading to the left at the Changgok Intersection had more soldiers than anywhere else. Also, he was a special forces soldier belonging to the third Airborne Special Forces Brigade, who had a white eagle mark and an airborne mark on his left chest, not a regular mobilization reserve force. As if all the troops of the brigade had been deployed, the two-person team spread the border on the long road, extending up to 500m in the rear. And on the road that bends toward Namsan, there was even a barricade and a precise search was carried out for vehicles coming and going.

There was no special military installation here. However, there was a reason that all the troops of the brigade were put in and spread the strict vigilance. At the end of the road, there was a three-story building that was no different from a normal building. However, the inside of the building consisted of 10 underground floors and was the National Intelligence Service Safe House Hospital, equipped with various advanced medical facilities. However, this was not to the point where all the troops of the Airborne Special Forces Brigade were sent to warn them, but this morning, Professor Woo Jin-gil's body was placed in a safe house hospital and a funeral was being held at a temporary funeral home. Currently, the plasma core technology leak was under strict security and media control. As a result, Professor Woo Jin-gil's funeral was not a normal funeral, but a secret funeral for security concerns. Naturally, mourners could not pay their condolences to the general public, and only researchers who were the first-class bodyguards who worked together at the Parthenon Research Institute could pay their condolences. As such, the first-class bodyguards were outside the research institute, and even during the war, dozens of people gathered at once, so there was no choice but to be very vigilant.

The bodyguards who followed to protect the mourners also mourned together because they were in a relationship to greet each other at the institute. And after the condolences, he continued his security activities around the funeral with a firm expression.

After a while, someone finished his condolences and looked at Eunseo Woo and wept loudly. It was Dr. Jin-Woo Park, a teacher of the late Professor Jin-Gil Woo and a research companion for plasma. Dr. Park Jin-woo, who is also the first director of the Academy of Space Sciences, which is currently located in the Korea Space Science Center, immediately ran to the funeral after hearing the news.

Dr. Park Jin-woo, who treated Eun-seo Woo like his daughter since she was a child, was crying. Eunseo Woo also hugged Dr. Jinwoo Park and wept without stopping. Someone was watching this in front of the dining room door. It was Namgungwon.

She had also been close friends with Namgungwon for several years in the past at an underground research institute. She became an orphan in heaven and earth in an instant, and while Nam Gung-won was working as her researcher, she was kind to the late Professor Woo Jin-gil, sometimes like her uncle, sometimes like her father.

"Wonah! I need to ask you!" At the entrance, Manager Lee Hye-jin wiped away the tears and said to Namgung-won, who was weeping at the scene of Dr. Park Jin-woo and Woo Eun-seo hugging each other and crying. "Ah! That's right!" Nam Gung-won, who roughly wiped tears with his sleeve, went into the ceremony with Manager Lee Hye-jin, burned her incense and bowed. Nam Gung-won and Lee Hye-jin, who offered their condolences to her husband, Nam Min-cheol, on behalf of her crying Sangju Woo Eun-seo, moved to a place where they could dine. "You really treated Won like a son..."

"Yeah, he was a really nice guy. But is he okay with his legs? I just want to rest at home." Manager Hyejin Lee was eventually discharged from the hospital saying she was tired of her food. Thanks to her advanced medical technology, her pierced thigh was recovering quickly, but it was still too much to go out. However, Manager Lee Hye-jin also had an acquaintance with Professor Woo Jin-gil while serving as a security guard at the underground research lab for two years, so he came with them. "it's okay. Moving like this," At this time, a group of mourners appeared from the entrance. Namgoongwon was also a researcher at the X-19 Plasma Lab with whom she once became close.

"Ah! Baby, I'll come and say hello to them. You're just eating here!"

"yea, I got it. Say hello and come back!"

"Ok, thanks!" Nam Gung-won greeted the researchers who came out after the condolences. "Hello. This is Namgungwon."

"uh! Senior Namgungwon! It's been a really long time."

Senior Researcher Kim Gyu-seok, who was the closest member of her group, welcomed him warmly.

"Oh! Namgungwon, it's been a while."

"Yes, Chief Oh, how have you been?"

"Sure." "Senior Male! If you had been to the institute last time, would you have stopped by and just left?"

"Ah! sorry. Senior man! At that time, I was out of my mind."

"I was sad." "Sorry." "Okay. How is your married life these days?" "Haha, that's good. It's nice that my pretty wife prepares breakfast every day." "Are you lying? Does the head of the National Intelligence Service have time to cook for you?" "Oh my gosh, I got it."

"When you lie, you get it all over your face. Is your wife here too?"

"Yes, we are eating over there." "Oh, then, let's go over there and eat. I also see Hyejin, the chief poet of Namgungwon."

"Is that so?" "Ah! Why are you?" "Why? It's nice to see you!" It's been a while since we've seen each other, so I forgot the sadness for a while and the story blossomed. And after some time, Manager Lee Hye-jin, who had not yet recovered, returned to her house, and Namgung-won spent time greeting mourners from the underground laboratory, whom most of them knew. And while she was chatting with the researchers in the other lab two more times, middle-aged gentlemen in neat black suits came rushing in. They were cadres belonging to the National Intelligence Service. And among them was Ahn Yeon-woo, director of her favorite counter-terrorism bureau, her favorite bureaucrat Nam Gung-won. "Ah! Chief! Hello." "uh? President Namgung!" "Ah! Why is everyone like that?" "Oh right. Say hello! Hyuk-Jun Cheok, Director of the Cyber ​​Security Bureau, and Oh! Do you know this friend? Director Yoon!" "sure. Director Yoon knows this very well. How have you been?" "Yeah, you've been fine. are you?"

"How are you. Well, by the way, this is the first time I've met Director Chuck Hyuk-jun. I know everything about the NIS staff."

"Oh yes! It's the first time I've seen it. He was scouted from there in America." Director Cheok Hyuk-jun was a Korean-American who was famous for security in the CIA (the Central Intelligence Agency). Shortly after Namgung-won left the National Intelligence Service, she was scouted by the National Intelligence Service. "Oh, I see. My name is Namgungwon, who once worked with the Cyber ​​Security Agency from time to time." When Namgung-won greeted him politely, Director Cheok Hyuk-jun responded with a bright smile. "I heard a lot about it. Was he once the best hacker in the NIS?" "Yes? no. It's just a skill that's just good enough." "now! Let's sit over there and talk.." As the number of mourners increased over time, the quiet funeral hall filled with people.