Chapter 224 – (Episode 224) 32. Secret Struggle

(Episode 224)

A small and medium-sized helicopter with a star on its back, symbolizing the Korean People’s Army Air and Anti-Air Force, was flying in the direction it had passed.

To find out what country it was made in, take a photo and search for it, but there is a simpler way, so just click on the status window.

It is now known as a Russian aircraft manufacturing company, but it was developed by the famous ‘Mil (Миль) Design Bureau’ from the Soviet era and produced by ‘PZL Świdnik’ in Poland. ‘Mi-2 (Ми-2)’ ) was a gas,

Aside from being only 2/3 the size of the UH-60 Black Hawk that Han Myeong-sik and his party were riding, it was a strange thing to fly because it was an old model introduced to the Soviet Army in 1965.

“Aren’t you nervous about riding something that’s worn out like that?”

It actually looked old enough for Han Myeong-sik to stick out his tongue, but the North Korean military is still operating about 120 Mi-2s.

“It’s amazing to be floating in the sky!”
“There are so many countries that regret not having anything like that.”
“It’s cute because it’s round, isn’t it?”
“Everything in North Korea, including military bases, is outdated.”

Faduma from Somalia, Africa, said it was old, so it didn’t seem like someone else’s business for nothing, but Han Myung-sik took off his pretense and walked around slowly.

“There seems to be a target in there. How do I look for it?”

“Without worrying, I’ll move the entire helicopter to the ground, please put it a little closer.”

“Ah, that will do. Please, Mia.”

“Yes, Master.”

When the rotors got close enough that they couldn’t reach them, Mia simply moved the North Korean helicopter over the rice field.

It was still early spring, so the surroundings of the rice fields felt desolate, and there were no people in sight, so it seemed that there would be no problem even if the time was turned back.

“Hmm…”

As Han Myeong-sik let out a low sigh while inspecting the people in the North Korean helicopter, Mia, who was right next to him, worried.

“Why are you like that?”

“This man here is a psychic.”

“Are you Chinese?”

“Yes, the person next to me is also Chinese.”

“I found the evidence I needed. But why do you have a bad complexion?”

“Something is strange…”

Not knowing where to start explaining her foreboding feelings, Myeong-sik Han took a moment to catch his breath, but there’s no way the four women wouldn’t notice the change in the man she lives with every day.

“What kind of superpower is it that makes you so anxious?”

“You know we’re the same age, right?”

“Yes.”

Not only Mia answered, but also Naima, Marissa, and Faduma, who nodded her head.

“It doesn’t matter what ability this person uses, he’s five years younger than us.”

“…”

It’s clear that he feels the same way, looking at the reactions that were more solid than surprised.

“Crucially, this child’s past and memories are blank.”

“It’s white… , Are you saying that no information appears on the status window?”

“Huh… I can get personal information such as name and age, but I can’t get any information related to supernatural powers.”

“That… Is that possible?”

“It’s the first time this has happened, so I honestly don’t know…”

I don’t know if I would have been more flustered if time hadn’t stopped. Faduma stepped out to break the heavy silence that had been flowing for a while.

“Let’s get the evidence first. Mia, hurry up and take a picture.”

“Uh? Ah… Okay.”

While Mia took out her cell phone and took pictures of the North Korean military helicopter from various angles, Naima took out the belongings of the passengers and Marissa left them as photographic evidence.

Faduma guarded the side of Myeong-sik Han, who watched her colleagues diligently carry out their duties.

“How did it happen?”

“Well…”

“Is this your first time?”

“Huh.”

“Is it a coincidence that we are the same age, or is that a coincidence?”

“Isn’t it strange that we are coincidences?”

“I agree. Gender aside, if our ages were the same by chance, what are the odds of us meeting?”

With Faduma’s help, I feel like my thoughts have been cleared up a bit. Han Myeong-shik took a closer look at the status window of the Chinese psychic.

“As expected, I don’t have any memories related to supernatural powers.”

“Then how did you find it?”

“Only the fact that he is a supernatural power comes out.”

“What is your ability?”

“Telekinesis.”

“If it’s telekinesis… , Moving things?”

“Yes, it looks similar to Mia, but it’s a fundamentally different ability.”

When her own name came up, Mia came over as she finished her shoot.

“Would your telekinesis be stronger than mine?”

“It will be different depending on how you use it, but we shouldn’t be quick to judge for now.”

“I have enough photographic evidence now. I need a video of him using his abilities, what can you do?”

Naima and Marissa came over, putting all their belongings back as if nothing had happened. Han Myeong-sik put aside his worries and decided to be faithful to his mission.

“Mia put that helicopter back in the sky.”

“Yes, Master.”

Like when it was put down, the North Korean helicopter was moved to a place similar to its original location.

“Listen up everyone, I’m going to turn back the time now.”

“…”

Thanks to the careful look of the four beauties who focus on their own words, she has completely regained her normalcy.

“Then the helicopter we rode in will be reset to its original position, and the North Korean helicopter will continue to fly to its destination.”

“Can I catch up with you in 30 seconds?”

“There’s no need to do that, looking through the pilot’s memory, the military base we passed through is our destination.”

“Ah, then you should go ahead and wait.”

“That’s right, Faduma will continue to remain invisible from now on.”

Faduma nodded with a pretty chocolate-colored face at Han Myeong-shik’s instructions.

“Okay.”

“Okay, let’s move first.”

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After Myeong-sik Han and his party secured the video, it took only a few tens of minutes until they returned to their base in Seoul, where the rapid response team was waiting.

“Today’s operation ends with this! Immediately change to the boss guard mission.”

“Ah…”

“What are you disappointed in? There are only one or two cases where the dispatch is canceled while on standby. Come on, release the equipment first!”

The members, who had been looking for a chance to fight for the first time in a long time, must have been very disappointed, but when Christine stopped, she became a pliant woman before she knew it and began to disarm her.

Han Myeong-sik, who sent Mia, Naima, Marisa, and Faduma back to the United States, who should not be known about their activities in South Korea or North Korea, went to the hotel, not the NIS.

“Uh? Are you here soon?”

Lee Mi-ri, who was preparing to go out, greeted the Han Myung Ceremony in dazzlingly sexy underwear.

“You said it would take a while.”

“Did your trip go well?”

“So so…”

“Looking at your expression, did you have something to worry about?”

“So Tina?”

“You have to find out that you are a real wife.”

All her worries seemed to disappear as I buried her face in the soft breasts of Lee Mi-ri, who approached and hugged her tightly.

“Haaa… I feel like I’ve been struggling for a few days.”

“You worked hard, don’t go out today, let’s stay in your room like this.”

“No, it will be fine in a little while like this. It’s not because I’m tired.”

“Didn’t you say that if things go according to plan, you have to go into the NIS?”

As she was leaning back on the bed in a tight embrace, she felt so comfortable that she wondered when she had been to North Korea.

“If you bring it too quickly, you will be suspicious.”

“Doesn’t the NIS know that you can stop time?”

“Of course.”

“But I don’t understand.”

“What?”

“Among the members of the small house, only those with psychic powers know everything about you.”

“So?”

“That could be so, but why don’t you reveal the fact that everyone in the big house knows, including me?”

“It’s not because I don’t trust Regina, Jennifer, or Daisy, but because headquarters shouldn’t know about it, I won’t reveal it.”

“Then what about the NIS?”

“…”

Han Myeong-sik was unable to answer this point right away. Since the president is a politician, it may be natural to draw limits, but can’t we trust Jeon Kwang-seok?

“You said Mr. Jeon Gwang-seok, didn’t you say that the director of the National Intelligence Service was someone you could rely on?”

“You mean it would be good to reveal?”

“I think so, but oppa and I are Korean, so maybe it’s because our arms bend inward, so we feel this way.”

“Our Mi-ri is frank as expected, I wish I could be like that too.”

“Did you forget that there are now more than 60 members of your family that you can entrust your life to?”

Come to think of it, if you add the quick response team, there are now more than 60 people in the family. A family that trusts and relies on the world is not a successful life.

“Why do you treat me so well, is it because you are my wife?”

“Whooping, Jogangjicheo is the best, right?”

“Anyway, where else in the world could there be a woman like Miri?”

“Come here, let me confirm that I am a woman who can soothe the body as well as the mind.”

The smell of flesh from the voluptuous breasts revealed through the bra that has already been loosened is enough to cheer you up.

If you add an active touch and a friendly whisper to this, you can get great satisfaction even if it doesn’t lead to sexual activity.

However, the true charm of Lee Mi-ri, who can be said to be the basis and representative of 60 women, is that she perfectly fills the needs of Han Myeong-sik, as shown now.

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Because Lee was already immersed in her happy pleasure, she skipped her work hours, so she unwillingly made her work overtime, including Jeon Kwang-seok.

“I’m sorry, I forgot to bring it to you because it was an important piece of evidence…”

“Ah, it’s okay, how easy is it to secure evidence without leaving any traces? It’s good that you took a break.”

“You know I was at the hotel, right?”

“His name is the Director of the National Intelligence Service, so you should know that much.”

“It’s because I was stabbed.”

“If you’re sorry, let’s have a double date later.”

“Oh, good. It would be better if her wives knew each other, right?”

Jeon Gwang-seok, whose face immediately turned red at the expression “Wife,” Cleared his throat.

“Kuhhmm… We are still living together.”

“I know you are putting off getting married because of your nationality.”

“How did you know that?”

“My name is Han Myung-sik, so I need to know that much.”

“Haha, did Lydia tell you?”

“Precisely, Ms. Lydia boasted to Anna, her best friend, and Anna told me, her husband.”

“Hmm… Security sucks, I need to re-educate.”

“Haha, are you leaving work right away?”

“That’s how it should be, since I’m the director, it’s convenient to just give instructions and wait.”

“Why do you feel regret not being able to do what you love?”

Hehe, your senses are at the level of superpowers now.”

Haha!”

With Mia’s help, she brought Anna Ivanova from America and went to her date.

“Kyaaaaa Lydiaa!!”

“Annaaaaa!!!”

When two Russian beauties with blonde hair and voluptuous bodies make a fuss, it is inevitable to monopolize the attention of the people around them.

“Now, ladies, calm down and have a seat.”

“Lydia, people are staring at you.”

Since she was a quiet member-only club, he hurriedly sat down, but Jeon Kwang-seok seemed to be secretly pleased with the fact that Lydia Morzova had a beauty and body that rivaled Anna’s.

“How have you been?”

“It’s me, I’m enjoying my safe life in Korea, Anna. How do you become more and more beautiful?”

“Huh huh? But you, Lydia, are no joke these days.

“He treats me perfectly well, as for what Lee does at home…”

I was expecting something to come out, but Jeon Gwang-seok quickly interrupted by clearing his throat.

“Kuhhmm… Should we order?”

“Is ordering now important? Tell me now, Lydia.”

The moment Jeon Gwang-seok’s secret was about to be revealed, his cell phone vibrated just as if he had prepared it in advance. He couldn’t get it because it was the NIS number.

“Um… All right, let’s go right in.”

“Is there a problem?”

“I can’t speak at length here, will you go too?”

“I have to take care of the two ladies, please call me back if necessary.”

“I will.”

I don’t know what’s going on at home, but Jeon Gwang-seok held Lydia’s hand and hurriedly got up.

(Continued on next episode 225)