The Illegitimate Son of a Conglomerate in the Game Is a Genius Marksman

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“You did a good job today too, old man. Still, there was no truth.”

Ara Kim, who had just finished finishing work and came down to the basement, approached the old man with her sweaty hair rolled up.

He had been staring at something for a while.

“What are you looking at?”

As she sat down on the stand chair and tilted her head, the old man looked up.

What he was looking at was the screen of his phone.

“That’s the new guy from today.”

“Ah, the one who came to me saying he would give up in less than three hours?”

I smiled as I recalled the man who came wearing sunglasses that obstructed the perception that he was Kim Ah-ra.

“Empty carts are noisy…”

Cigarette light rises with percussion and folding Zippo lighter.

Leaning on the nightstand, she took a delicious sip and continued.

“I knew it would.”

But the old man soon corrected her words.

“It wasn’t like giving up.”

“what?”

He took out the fingerprint reader Choi Siyoon had used and pressed the button.

[Titling! Check vital signs and stunning response. Call Team B.]

Upon hearing that, Ara Kim’s expression hardened.

“…in just three hours? Are you sure?”

“The sanitation workers even collected garbage.”

Up until now, she had seen many people take on assignments for that purpose, but she had never seen a newcomer do it so quickly.

“What the hell is that guy? He said it was to capture the wanted man. How did you find it so quickly?”

The old man shook his head when she asked as if he was dumbfounded.

“They said it was a trade secret.”

“Yeah, you would…”

Ara Kim, narrowing her eyebrows and sucking deeply into the pipe, pondered.

‘What is it, are you familiar with related magic?’

But as far as she knew, there was no magic to tracking someone with just a photo. Whether it’s an object you owned, flesh, nails, or hair, it’s only possible if you have at least one thing.

‘Super power···?’

It was the most probable hypothesis.

There, the old man said with a serious face.

“But that’s not what’s important. miss.”

“What, what else is there?”

“The problem is the means by which he subdued the wanted man.”

“method?”

“Yes.”

With a cautious hand, the old man pushed the cell phone he had been looking at to her.

“miss.”

His voice trembled.

“It seems that a more unusual person has appeared than I thought.”

“…!”

Kim Ah-ra, who opened her eyes wide, quickly brought the old man’s cellphone to the front and played the video he was watching again.

Although the video was less than a minute long, Ara Kim could not take her eyes off it.

The content of the video was a scene in which Choi Si-yoon calmly pulled the trigger toward Kwon Ji-hoon, who was rushing forward.

Originally, the bullet, which should have bounced off Kwon Ji-hoon’s defense magic, pierced Kwon Ji-hoon’s side precisely after scattering blue magic power.

She unconsciously reached for the ashtray and muttered with a blank expression.

“Could this be a gun?”

“······Yes. I checked again and again.”

The old man hammered the nail in again.

“That too, K36. It was once used as a regular pistol in the Armed Forces… It is a pistol that is not special and is easily available among guns.”

Ara Kim, who turned the screen several times in disbelief, stopped at the moment Choi Si-yoon was shooting and enlarged the screen.

“Is this… a superpower?”

Then it plays much slower.

Then, for a moment, it felt as if a magic circuit was subtly shining through the barrel of the gun.

“…I bet there’s no magic gun, right?”

When she raised her head and asked, the old man sighed softly.

“I’d like to, too, but…”

He replied, playing slowly over and over again.

“I can’t say the odds are 0%.”

“her.”

Kim A-ra, who threw her head back as if she was full of energy, soon smiled and muttered.

“hahahaha, the Magic gun… the Magic gun.”

Of course, it would be much more likely that it was a supernatural power, and most would think so.

That’s because the Magic gun was something that couldn’t exist in the first place.

‘But if, if this is a real Magic gun.’

She moved her gaze forward and slowly wiped her lips as if impatient.

“How is it. Will this person be the wind?”

“Well···.”

it’s the wind

The order of power built up in this city by Choi Jin-seong, the third son of Seongma Group, was too strong to be damaged by mere wind.

“But if… this is a butterfly that will bring a typhoon.”

Then things could have been different.

Her thin fingers tapped Choi Siyoon on the screen.

I wasn’t sure if this was just his psychic powers or if he had created a real Magic gun.

But either way, his move was worth noting.

And maybe she would become the cornerstone to shake the stronghold of the man he hated so much.

‘Choi Jin-seong…’

Both of her eyes darkened.

“Shall we try it?”

“Didn’t you say that the sanitation workers filmed this? Did you confirm deleting it?”

“of course. If you want to keep eating on this floor, it won’t be a big deal if you separate the video files.”

After thinking about it for a while, Ara Kim shook her hand.

“For now, let’s watch it like this. If you continue to be active anyway, you will have no choice but to attract flies in the end.”

“I see what you mean.”

she asked as she dumped her cigarette into the ashtray.

“But what did you say your name was?”

“He asked me to call him Wesley.”

“alias?”

The old man took the phone back and said.

“Where are one or two?”

“That’s right.”

Kim Ara smiled and shook her head.

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After exiting Building 4, Choi Si-yoon deliberately stopped by the shooting range first. It was to change my outerwear through this place and return home through a nearby entertainment district.

“Are you here?”

As soon as Pil-wu, who was waiting for him, saw him, he came out and took his coat.

“How was it?”

“braided.”

Then he took out an envelope of cash from his chest and showed it.

“Oh oh.”

After checking the amount inside, Pil-wu exclaimed.

“At this rate, you’ll pay my salary really soon.”

“I said I would earn it soon.”

“You are also a young master. Please forgive me for doubting even for a moment!”

“It’s overkill.”

“Oh, it looks like you got home safely.”

President Kang, who came out of the warehouse as if he had just finished the deadline, asked with a tired face.

“So how was it, it must have been the first time I’ve experienced it in real life.”

“It was better than I thought.”

“···Right.”

It was her consideration not to ask for details. After all, he had shot a man for the first time today.

Siyoon, who noticed that, changed the topic without talking for a long time.

“But, I think I need some supplementation.”

“security?”

It was a weakness that I was able to catch thanks to the characteristic ‘Bullet Time’ that makes the surroundings look slow when the battle begins.

Si-yoon clearly saw Kwon Ji-hoon reacting momentarily, albeit briefly, at the moment when the bullet he shot pierced the defense magic.

Of course, he simply reacted and was not able to avoid the bullet, but he couldn’t help but think about what it would have been like if he had reached a much higher level than Kwon Ji-hoon.

“…is it really unavoidable?”

The instructor, lost in thought for a moment, shook his head resolutely.

“No, I avoid monsters unconditionally. No matter how much the bullet travels at the speed of sound, in the end it has no choice but to fly honestly in a straight line.”

And this world was a world full of superhumans who transcended humans.

There could be enough monsters to dodge or kill, let alone react to flying bullets honestly.

“I didn’t think of that part. Seeing the gun and dodging it was beyond my common sense.”

After all, she was an old person.

Siyoon sighed slightly.

There will be no problem with the idiot, but only with the idiot, the name value only stagnates at that level.

I had to prepare the means to go over that wall even from now on.

“But even if it was a solution, nothing came to mind. Snipe from a long distance like the magic palace or…”

Pil-woo added, as if it made no sense even if he thought about it.

“Well, I wonder if it makes the bullet bend.”

“in winding?”

Shiyoon murmured, and Pilwoo quickly shook his hand.

“Ah, that is nonsense. How did you do that…”

“It bends…”

“Are you serious?”

“I have to make it even if it doesn’t work.”

“Yes?”

Come to think of it, there was really no other way to compensate for this. If not supplemented, sooner or later close combat would reach its clear limit.

‘There must be a way somewhere.’

In the past, when I played as ‘Kang Hee-jin’, a long-range hero who uses a magic bow, there was a skill called ‘trick shot’ that curved arrows instead of straight lines.

His idea was that if the hero had a skill that could be acquired rather than an inherent trait, he would surely be able to do something similar with the gun.

“It was 1.8 million won in less than half a day. Are you worthy of service?”

“Doesn’t that seem like the way you think, boss?”

President Kang, who was hesitant about counting the money in the envelope with Pil-wu, asked him whether Si-yoon was worried or not.

“But until when can’t we just get cash like this?”

“Oh, I was going to talk about that anyway.”

“Are you going to dig a borrowed-name account?”

“If you want to be safe, you should, right?”

“but. Apparently, that would be cheaper than falsifying your identity…”

Boss Kang nodded and handed the money envelope back to Pil-woo.

“First of all, I will ask my acquaintance if he knows that it is possible cheaply.”

“thanks.”

“Anyway, since we’re on the same boat…”

Shrugging her shoulders, she looked at her watch and slowly began to push their backs.

“Come on, then, that’s all right, now let’s go back.”

“Uh, aren’t we celebrating today?”

“What is commemoration? Do it with you guys. i’m tired Go quickly.”

“Ah, okay. don’t push going. go.”

Siyoon, who changed into the outerwear that Pilwoo gave her, said while putting her sunglasses in her inner pocket.

“Then see you tomorrow if nothing else happens.”

Laughing at President Kang silently shaking his hands, he left the shooting range with Pil-woo.

“In case you don’t know, are you going to go round the bar?”

“It should be.”

First of all, there didn’t seem to be any other moves from director Choi Woo-hyuk, but it was good to make sure.

After this happened, there was one thing Choi Si-yoon knew for the first time, and that was that Choi Woo-hyeok randomly and unexpectedly attached someone to Choi Si-yoon.

If the astute Pil-woo caught it and informed them that someone had joined them today, they would change their destination accordingly.

“I’ll have to go to the library sometime tomorrow.”

“What about the library?”

“You have to make it curved.”

“You were sincere.”

“I have always been sincere.”

“Well, Lady Seo-ah was also sincere.”

“Surely just. Do you want to keep talking about the past?”

They were the ones who came home arguing like that.