The Returning Supervillain Raises a Hero

Episode 79. Let’s see the extinguished terror again

A week of volunteer work is over. As there were not many moments when their lives were in danger, there was a similar friendship between them.

“Curing Hill?”

“I’m a doctor who belongs to the academy, but it’s a bit of a waste to rot in one job. The ability is enough.”

“I’m fine.”

I have already finished talking with Curing Hill. I was very impressed with the baptism of praise that I poured out while treating Fuse, so I carefully considered and accepted my advice of how to experience the field.

Of course, dissatisfaction with the academy for not recognizing his abilities must have played a part.

Curing Hill is now in her early 30s, and Marilyn is a veteran doctor with 30 years of field experience. If I could learn her know-how from now on, I wouldn’t be able to become a much better doctor. If you can even re-awaken, thank you so much.

“Wow, this is the last one.”

Marilyn helps me load a stunned terrorist into the cargo hold of a truck.

“Well then, let’s go. sister. I’m taking care of myself.”

“Manhyuk, I want to see you.”

After sharing a light hug with Marilyn and Kate, I started the truck. It’s an old car, so I stared at the people passing through the tent until the engine warmed up a bit and then stepped on the accelerator.

Some of them make eye contact and smile and wave their hands. He was isolated on the subway. The kid who stole rotten bread and got sick. Elderly people with reduced mobility. These are the people I found and brought. They call me a hero.

“Hero. Ugh, it’s creepy.”

I look into the rearview mirror and mutter at the people who see me off, and Richett replies.

-When you massacre a gang in the neighborhood?

“It was rewarding.”

– This villain!

To hear that the guy who tried to eat a planet is a villain. Maybe I’m doing better than I thought.

“yes. Thanks for the compliment.”

* * *

First, they found the local police station and handed over the captured terrorists.

“Thank you. Be a hero.”

The mechanical encouragement often given to aspiring heroes came out of the bounty officer’s mouth.

“Fuck the bullshit, did you steal my money?”

“kiss… . greatness. The only thing that was a small amount was paying extra taxes because I was a foreigner!”

“Hey, do you want to bite your son?”

“What, what?”

I didn’t get it right, so I asked Richett to find out. For the past few years, this guy has been consistently stealing 10% of his bounty in the name of additional tax. And proudly in the police station.

Guy John has a hundred stomachs for a hundred. For now, after getting my alibi, I engraved his face in my eyes to get revenge without anyone knowing, and then I left the place.

“Chief Officer, is what Miracle said true?”

A woman with bluish-red hair appears from behind me and puts her hand into the counter and grabs him by the neck.

“Ouch! Absolutely no.”

“The rest of Miracle is not a hero to speak out.”

“this person! My friend’s uncle is a police chief. I know you’ll be alright!”

“Your father never said anything about you. If he’s a mogul who commits corruption in this way, I’ll never know.”

The man, startled at the word father, cautiously asked her name.

“NYPD Inspector Sharen Angelo.”

A dismayed payer. look good bastard child.

“Are you the son of Captain Angelo? Sleep, wait! I’ll explain everything. Not that—”

Sharen Angelo, who clearly expressed her intentions by turning her back on her, apologizes to me and transfers the remaining balance to her privately.

“Siren, no. What is Sharen doing here?”

“My boss wants to meet you.”

Sharen blinks at the new Ferrari in the parking lot. As I approached, a familiar face was riding in the back seat.

“Root Curtos?”

“Do you know me?”

A middle-aged man with an impressive beard with a twisted end. Of course I know. A week ago, a man visited an orphanage.

Along with Richett’s report, there was a call from Somin-noona who said that she went to find out about me.

“How can you not know who is chasing after me?”

Closing the car door and saying that, Root Curtos twisted his lips strangely.

“It’s good that you saved me the trouble of explaining who I am. … Why did you kill Saint Gerb?”

Aha.

“I?”

“It’s no use getting away. I have come to know that the satellite is not from Vault.”

I knew it would take someday. Since there are not one or two satellites spying on other countries’ satellites in geostationary orbit, they must have checked the strange satellites that repeatedly appear and disappear.

The way to overcome this situation is very simple.

“It’s something I don’t know.”

Stop grabbing it. If there was solid evidence, they would have pushed it in from the beginning.

“lie. I’ve known it all. Nam Man-hyuk. No, Dark Nexus.”

The moment that came to my mind was ‘Should I kill and shut my mouth?’, but I decided to give it a listen.

“Dark Nexus? Aren’t you a hero from Mexico?”

“no. Your first appearance is your homeland. It was Busan, South Korea.”

“okay? I didn’t know because I wasn’t interested. Anyway, not me.”

Root Curtos, who manipulates the board alone in the car, displays a picture of the Dark Nexus making a hissing gesture to the kid.

“Five? is it. So, what were you doing that day? There is no record of leaving the academy, but no one said they saw it inside.”

“Someday this day.”

Where are you going to do a judo newspaper? If I knew the date, I would have thought of tying it up with the Dark Nexus.

The inspector, who paused for a moment, said the date.

“Oh, you must have been in the container back then?”

In fact, an eclipse of the same physique as me walked around wearing my clothes. If you ask a forestry officer, you can tell right away, but to say you don’t know means that you haven’t received the Academy’s cooperation.

“Who can prove that?”

“mister. I couldn’t get a dormitory assignment, so I live alone in the mountains. Proof is rotten. Are you taking someone’s medicine now?”

Then Root Curtos grinned.

“The mountain was made of four people. Then half a year ago. Did you see the same kind of beam that killed Saint Gerb there?”

hey Bolt’s cooperation was obtained.

“Half a year ago, we were living in a tent, so we couldn’t afford to turn our attention to anything else.”

“So, you don’t know this time?”

“What if I don’t really know?”

It seems that he only trusted his senses and ran. Then there is no reason to answer honestly.

As I open the car door and get out, Root Curtos grabs my arm.

“Whoa, I see. where is your destination? I took my time, so I’ll take you.”

It is more natural to pretend to be annoyed and relaxed than to leave in a hurry here.

“airport. It’s an 11 o’clock ticket, so 20 minutes left.”

“Sharen! Please drive to the airport.”

Root Curtos opens the window and shouts, and Sharen, who is standing outside, sits in the driver’s seat.

Unlike the truck I’ve been riding in, the engine starts with a sense of stability, and after a while the vehicle moves forward smoothly.

“stop!”

A man jumps out of an alley next to a police station building before it speeds up. a face you know One of the terrorists I loaded my own bondage cannons into and loaded onto the truck.

– Inside the alley, found the payment pipe.

A bureaucrat looking at this side with only his head sticking out from the other side. Did that kid deliberately let him go?

Bread.

When I rang the Klaxon, the terrorists got their hands on me, and I immediately created a beach, drowning both him and the Ferrari into the sea.

It was implemented in a hurry, so the depth was only 3m, but it was enough to embarrass the terrorists.

I smashed a Ferrari window with an emergency hammer under the seat and hit him in the temple.

A terrorist who turns his eyes and passes out. The weak man’s hand came out of his arms, and then an ominous beep was heard.

beep-

hey, fuck it.

3 seconds to spare. I immediately turned and kicked Inspector and Sharen, who were about to come out through the window I had broken, and pushed them inside. I bounced back from the recoil and was swept away by the aftermath of the explosion.

bang!!

He felt great pain all over his body, and at the same time his vision turned black. Okay. It is a familiar process of fainting that I had experienced several times a day before returning.

Shit.

* * *

“EEG normal. I wake up.”

“Student Manhyuk Nam. Can you hear me? Student Nam Man-hyuk!”

I opened my eyes reflexively at the sharp voice that bothered my ears. Four strangers and two familiar faces.

“Priscilla Vice-President?”

“… Make sure you have the teacher behind you.”

Looking at the surrounding devices and the structure of the room, this is the emergency room of Melon General Hospital.

In the hospital bed to my right, the lieutenant had a bandage on his head and looked at me with an indecipherable expression.

“There were 39 fragments embedded in the body and 9 penetrating wounds. The extraction was completed, and the recovery-promoting procedure went well. … After all, you’re alive now thanks to your amazing reflexes and a little bit of luck. As I always say to heroes, be careful.”

The doctor with the chart said so and left.

Next, the vice-principal chastised me for having to push myself this far, and I told her the reason for this without exaggerating a bit.

“The pay officer who embezzles money and the chief who looks after it? Okay. Let me talk.”

Those who know the true nature of sympathy are afraid to talk to her. Even though I’m speaking my mind, I’m not sure if the sympathetic mental interference is involved or not.

In any case, the payer will be in a lot of trouble. I will live my whole life doubting myself.

“Where?”

“It’s over.”

Again, again.

A woman in suits and doctor’s gowns coming this way. It was Anna Mellon, the chairman of the Mellon Hospital Foundation.

She looked me up and down as I lay on the bed and smiled.

“It’s like a hero.”

“I’m kind of like that.”

“When I get back, I will see my daughter. I stopped you from coming.”

“It is. But it’s because we see each other every day.”

“… Did you?”

“It’s a joke. 𝑀𝑒𝑒 Ugh.”

The two women who made it into the top 10 busiest women in the world heard my condition from the doctor, sighed at the same time, and left the emergency room.

“I’ll move you to a double room.”

The room moved by the nurse was not used by me alone.

“Dark Nexus.”

The owner of the next bed is Inspector Root Curtos.

“No, because it’s not.”

“Correct the habit of looking at the sky. It would be better to at least pay attention to the angle of the chin. One day, there will be other people who doubt like me.”

uh?

There is probably a habit of looking at the sky. Since Richett came into the slot, I’ve always checked my way out.

The door to the hospital room opened while he was pondering what to say.

Druck.

“Captain.”

siren girl Upon hearing Suha’s appearance, the inspector jumped up and sat down. With a much more serious face than when you questioned me.

“How is it?”

“Police officers do not have insurance for accidents caused by terrorism.”

From the gentle-looking inspector’s mouth, new double lusts poured out one after another.

“My Ferrari!”

* * *

On the weekend after Seohia’s volunteer work, I went to Hana Orphanage.

Red basins visible over the low wall. The inside was full of seasoned cabbages, and the children were helping Somin sister apply the seasoning between the leaves.

At this time every year, the head of the garbage orphanage secretly made kimchi. It was a dish that was too short to be called kimchi, which was mixed with cabbage leaves obtained from the market and various seasonings, but the thrill of doing something without the director and the strange seasoning that was neither yours nor my own stimulated our tongues, so it was a delicacy among us.

This year, the size of the kimchi has grown considerably and the materials have been upgraded thanks to the director’s freedom from being sent to prison.

The live broadcast on Hana Orphanage TV and the event where the hard-working kimchi is distributed free of charge are all good. By the way. Why is that blonde haired girl here?

“queen? What are you doing.”