Academy Munchkin Grew Up To Become a Genius

Episode 59 Secret Storage (3)

The headquarters of the Red Cross Society.

A conference room filled with chilly silence.

At the call of the leaders, six executives gathered together.

It was to have a meeting about recent incidents.

-Sarak. Sarak.

The head of the conference room. A red-haired man sitting on a red throne.

Omen, the head of the Red Cross Society, frowned as he flipped through the parchment report one by one.

These are all incidents that make my head dizzy.

It is truly shocking that Director Kim Hak-yong, who had been planted as a spy in the Sungjin Group, was suddenly murdered.

The Credo Raid Team, an elite force of the Red Cross Society, disappeared without a trace,

The cathedral hideout in Stellaport was devastated by the Taesan Group,

Even Park Shin-hoo, who was secured with great difficulty, escaped from the torture room, no matter what tricks they used.

‘The biggest problem is that all of this happened in less than a week.’

It is probably no coincidence that unfortunate incidents occurred one after another.

There is definitely someone behind the incidents.

Someone who is carefully and thoroughly hunting down the Red Cross Society while selling the organization’s information to large powers such as Seongjin Group and Taesan Group.

‘First, we need to figure out where the organization’s confidential information is leaking.’

If information leaks are not prevented, incidents like this will continue to occur in the future.

‘I don’t have time.’

If incidents continue to occur at this pace, the Red Cross will surely be doomed in less than a month.

If more things happen here, the situation will become more and more difficult to resolve.

Today’s meeting would be an important turning point in the fate of the organization.

“Let’s start the meeting.”

-Tuk.

Omen put the report down on the table and looked at each of the executives.

All faces clearly showing signs of nervousness.

They know it too.

“From now on, I will look for traitors among you.”

Today, this place is a mafia game disguised as a meeting.

“Hoe, Lord Hoe! I am innocent!”

The first person to step forward was a young woman with brown skin.

He was the executive in charge of Park Shin-hoo’s imprisonment and torture.

She stood up and grabbed her collar and complained.

“Well, if you give me one more chance, this time I’ll get the right information from Park Shin-hoo… !”

“Opportunity?”

Omen looked at the brown woman with dark, sunken eyes.

Red eyes so cold that their blood freezes.

The brown woman was left speechless by that ominous gaze.

As the whole area fell into tense silence, Omen spoke.

“I think I’ve already given you more than enough opportunities. I gave you one more day and delegated all investigative authority. Still, you were unable to find out how Park Shin-hoo escaped, and whether he had an assistant or not. Map, nothing was found out.”

“… Ugh, ugh!”

“And yet you are asking me for one more chance. What difference will it make if you give me another chance when you know nothing and have not even found out anything? In fact, I suspect that you are wasting time by intentionally interfering with the investigation. This is awesome.”

“…That’s right! I can’t afford it! Ha, if you give me one more chance! I-I’ll prepare more thoroughly this time…!”

“Ha… That’s it. It’s painful to hear.”

-Taaak!

Omen snapped her fingers differently.

The faces of the executives were filled with astonishment at that gesture.

The most meditative of them all was the brown woman.

“Uh, that… No way. Ah, not… !”

-Pow!

Soon the brown woman’s head burst like a balloon, staining her conference table black.

Mine’s black blood and her white brains dripped down the table.

“Haa…”

Omen sighed heavily.

The executive who just died was a class A demon.

If you use it as a consumable, there is still room for more use.

She felt that making noise would show incompetence, so she killed it on a whim.

“Next. Anyone can say anything. Whether it’s defending yourself, suggesting a good way, or accusing the person in front of you.”

Omen looked at each of the executives with dead fish-like eyes and urged them to answer.

However, no one dared to take the initiative.

She would rather stick to her silence than become like the woman who just got her her head her her her exploded for nothing.

The executives simply lowered their gaze and looked down at the conference table.

“…”

30 seconds of silence like that.

Omen’s patience ran out in 30 seconds.

-aaah!

Omen raised both her hands and she clenched her fists.

“Wow!”

“Ugh!!!”

“Wow!”

Then, the executives who had remained silent each grabbed their necks and complained of pain.

It was the ‘invisible spell’, the black magic of Omen.

Pressure and pain as if her neck had been stepped on by an elephant’s foot.

-Uduk! Crackling!

Soon, an ominous sound like bones cracking began to emanate from the throats of some executives.

“Now that we’ve seen the blood, I don’t think it would be a bad idea to just kill them all. There’s bound to be a traitor among them anyway, and the rest are just incompetent idiots. Right?”

Omen’s words were sincere.

If we kill all the executives now, we will have to worry about personnel issues for at least a few months or up to several years, but at least we can prevent information from being leaked to the outside world right away.

Moreover, it is not known whether there is one traitor or multiple traitors.

No matter how you find one traitor, the problem will not be solved if other traitors remain.

In that case, it might be better to give up all the cumbersome mafia games, just kill everyone here, and start over with a fresh mind.

-aaah!

With that in mind, Omen tightened her fists.

“Big, big! Big! Big! Big!!!”

-Paaa!!!

One of the executives pulled up the demonic force and barely broke the spell.

“… ?”

“Whoa, whoa… ! Whoa, whoa… !”

The executive who stopped drinking alcohol broke out in a cold sweat as if he had used up most of his strength just by doing that.

“…”

Omen could have activated the spell again right away, but she stayed silent and waited for the executive to catch his breath her.

This is also a whim. If I had just died, at least there would have been less pain.

I wondered what he was thinking when he broke his spell.

In response to her rejection, Omen also freed the other executives.

“Whoop! Whoop!”

“Cough! Cough!”

“Keu, keuheu! Keuhum!”

For a long time, only the coughing sounds of demons echoed in the conference hall.

“Whoo, whoo… Hoeju!”

The executive, who had broken the spell, finally got his breathing in order and opened his mouth.

Omen looked at the executive and sneered.

“Okay. Well, did you come up with a good idea as you got to the front of Hwangcheon-gil?”

It was clearly sarcastic, but the executive tried to hide his displeasure

In fact, if I feel like it, I want to rush in and rip out that guy’s head, no matter what.

That’s because his spell just now clearly had murderous intent.

If he hadn’t forced himself to break the spell, he would have definitely died.

However, fighting against the S+ grade Majin Omen with the full strength of executives with only an average grade of A+ was tantamount to suicide.

Even the level of the armed equipment was very different, so if he were to get angry and rush at Omen right now, he would only have inflicted a single wound, let alone a single wound.

That’s why the executive contained his anger with his breath with her.

If you want to live, confronting Omen now is an impossible option.

Instead, the executive came up with a proposal that Omen would be interested in.

“Huh, huh… There is a way to identify traitors among us.”

“… By what means?”

“First, place a time-limited curse on all of us. And only lift the curse on those who can reveal with clear evidence who the traitor is. We will take care of everything that is personal. Lord, please give us just one chance. If you do so, we will find out the traitor and the person behind the incident.”

“… Hmm.”

Omen stroked her chin.

It wasn’t a bad offer.

If you just change a few parts.

“It’s not bad. But I won’t give you all a chance at the same time.”

Since we don’t know which of these traitors are or even how many of them there are, we couldn’t release them all at once.

“Go out one at a time. The rest will follow my every move until the traitor is revealed.”

Then, no matter who the traitor is, they will not be able to reveal internal secrets to the enemy while they are with Omen, and it will become difficult for them to plot against each other.

“And on the person who goes out, I will place an additional curse of Guanyin in addition to the spell of limited life.”

Guanyin’s spell.

It is a black magic that allows the subject under the spell to see, hear, and feel everything in the same way.

Simply put, it could be said to be a black box attached to the body of an executive.

This black magic cannot be used normally because it requires continuous consumption of demonic energy while maintaining the spell, but it was possible to cast it on one person for about a week.

In this way, even if the outgoing executive was a traitor, he could be prevented from leaking internal secrets to the enemy.

The moment it showed any signs of suspiciousness, all we had to do was speed up the time-limited spell and kill it.

“Good. I guess it’s roughly concluded.”

Omen stood up, flapping his red long sleeves.

“Who wants to receive the last chance first? Decide the order among yourself.”

With those last words, Omen walked out of the conference room.

Sighs of relief are heard quietly here and there.

Now the rest of the agenda was up to the remaining executives.

The executives who managed to survive continued to hold meetings among themselves.

Who will go out first?

And if you go out, what and how to start.

“I don’t know who among you is, but what on earth were you thinking when you betrayed Hoeju? Are you satisfied with the way things have turned out!? We could die right now, tomorrow!”

“Calm down. Let’s think about survival first.”

“Okay. Time is not on our side. Let’s agree on who will go out first. And once we get out, let’s agree on what to do first.”

I guess it was right after Omen lashed out with her whip.

The meeting proceeded smoothly and quickly.

There were differing opinions about who should go out first, but everyone was the same about what to do first.

“Park Shin-hoo…”

“We have to kidnap Park Shin-hoo again.”

“The information he has is our lifeline.”

Director Kim Hak-yong died due to Park Shin-hoo’s tip-off.

The Credo raid team disappeared while trying to kidnap Park Shin-hoo.

Stellaport’s hideout that was devastated by the Taesan Group, the background of Park Shin-hoo.

Park Shin-hoo’s escape from the torture room.

At the center of all incidents is Park Shin-hoo.

I’m sure Park Shin-hoo knows something.

The executives thought so.

However, even if the executives succeeded in kidnapping Park Shin-hoo again, there would be nothing they could find out.

Because Park Shin-hoo really knew nothing and was just a host to be eaten by Kang Seo-jun.

“Park Shin-hoo knows everything.”

“I definitely won’t miss it this time!”

Without even dreaming that it was completely the wrong direction

The executives of the Red Cross Society unanimously identified the kidnapping of Park Shin-hoo as their top priority.