Hill, commander of the U.S. Yongsan Garrison in South Korea, was looking at Lt. Col. Qasim from the military police with a firm face.


    "43?"


    "Yes"


    "So... U.S. Army. You mean all 43 special forces were killed by a Korean?"


    "Yes, sir.


    Hill stared blankly at Colonel Qasim''s words.


    "Does that make sense? You said your opponent was unarmed."


    "Yes, sir.


    Hill opened his mouth after a while at Colonel Qasim''s words.


    "What about Sergeant Joey?"


    "I''m in custody."


    "Lee''s argument is that Sergeant Joey is a shadow, right?"


    Shadow, the name referring to the dark side of the U.S. military for world peace, was the name from the U.S. military to the assassination organization.


    And so is Private Chemi, who was with him.


    "You said you had three more."


    "They''re being treated in the ward right now."


    "What about the interrogation?"


    "Senior Joe claims to have had a fight with Lee inside, and others are coming and going to see if they hear a strange noise inside."


    "What about a gun?"


    It is only possible to carry personal firearms in the U.S., but since this is Korea, it is strictly controlled.


    If you have it and lose it outside, there will be a big problem.


    "I take it out to fix it. But..."


    He played a video clip of Colonel Qasim sticking out a tablet PC he was holding.


    Inside it was a photograph of Jong-seok and Joy entering the quarters and three soldiers standing in front of the door a moment later with guns.


    And Jong-seok, who came out as far as the door was going to break, fighting the soldiers.


    "This is a video of a black box of motorcycles standing on the other side."


    "If you''ve heard the commotion, you won''t have to wait like this."


    "Yes, sir.


    Hill watched the video on Colonel Qasim''s horse.


    "What''s this? Pointing at my finger, the gun''s smashed."


    "I don''t know."


    Along with Jong-seok breaking a gun with a gale, the U.S. soldiers were seen running after a while and Jong-seok fighting against them.


    The look struck Hill''s face with admiration, and soon his face became serious.


    The U.S. soldiers are falling quickly, no match for Jong-


    It is said to be a narrow road with containers attached to it, but dozens of U.S. soldiers are falling down one after another, hurting their stomachs.


    I thought you''d know how to fight for some degree, but... This is some hero movie.


    Jong-seok, who was flitting against the wall, was a scene that seemed to be seen in a movie.


    Of course, I don''t like it that the target is the U.S. military and its own subordinates.


    And the commotion came to an end shortly after, with the arrival of the military police with guns.


    When Jong-seok fell on the floor, the military police handcuffed him and dragged him away.


    Hill opened his mouth after a brief look at the screen.


    "The story of Shadows. The military police heard of the military police?"


    "Because Lee spoke to me to explain the situation, I know the military police who were there."


    Let''s just keep him on the line. Where is Li?"


    He''s been treated in the ward for gunshot wounds to his shoulder.


    "Too bad?"


    It''s not that bad because it''s official.


    "But gunshot wounds are gunshot wounds."


    Hill, who was talking, ate up his appetite. If Joy is a shadow agent, Jong-seok is a victim.


    Victims of attempted murder by the U.S. military, although they have knocked down dozens of American soldiers.S. soldiers.


    "I''ll go and see."


    As Hill rose from his seat, Colonel Qasim followed him. Hill shook his head at him.


    "You do your job. Are you going to miss this chance to grab the string on the shadow by following me around? "Joey, do a thorough investigation, do a thorough surveillance."


    "Okay."


    Hill walked away as he saw Colonel Qasim taking out his cell phone and giving instructions to the military police.


    Jong-seok was looking at Keemi''s face in the ward with a bandage around his shoulder.


    "Crrrrrrrrr!"


    Watching the groaning chemistry, Jong-seok pressed some blood. Then a little comfort on Chemi''s face was young.


    "How are you?"


    "I''ve gotten a lot better."


    At Chemi''s words, Jong-seok looked at his face for a while and said,


    "Fortunately, the bones are intact. "You''ll be fine with some ice."


    "Thank you."


    Jong-seok, who nodded at Chemi''s words, looked in front of the hospital room. Two military police were watching him in front of the hospital room.


    Looking at them, Jong-seok said,


    "Where are the people I knocked down?"


    "..."


    Jong-seok said, looking at the military police who just watched without saying anything.


    "They''ve been subjected to a technique called mucus, so I have to let them go."


    "..."


    "You know I''m the recipient of the Order of Military Merit."


    At Jong-seok''s words, the military police changed their posture from a relaxed posture to a standing position and saluted him.


    However, he went back to his original position and was silent. The mission they were given was to keep track of the stalks and not to talk to him.


    Then the door opened and Hill came in.


    Come on, come on, come on!


    As the military police saluted, Hill nodded lightly and approached Jong-seok.


    "How are you?"


    "It''s okay because it''s official."


    "I''m sorry about what happened in our barracks."


    When Hill bowed his head in Korean style and apologized, Jong-seok shook his head.


    "What about Joey and them?"


    "We''re under investigation now. By the way, why would the shadow want to kill Lee? And why do you conclude that Sergeant Joey is a shadow?"


    When asked by Hill, Jong-seok told me what happened yesterday. Hill sighed small at him.


    "You were involved in the assassination of the river."


    Hill knew about it because he was briefed. He even had a face-to-face meeting with the U.S. soldiers he caught yesterday.


    "It would have been nice if you had talked about shadows when you saw him earlier..."


    If it had been involved, Hill would have protected or prepared for the stalactites as Hill put it.


    "I''m sorry I don''t know who to trust."


    ''So you came into our unit to investigate the shadows?"


    "I''m a little bit slow and worried that I''m going to do things..."


    While talking, Jong-seok looked at Hill.


    "And the shadow? Are their organization''s names a shadow?"


    "We call them shadows."


    "Do you have any information?"


    It''s hard to say.


    Jong-seok also said about the organization''s name, Shadow, because he knew the organization.


    Anything else could not be said to be the subject of the Order of Merit and a victim.


    "I see."


    Hill shook his head at Jong-seok''s horse.


    "Anyway, I apologize again."


    "So my charges have been cleared?"


    Hill opened his mouth as he was looking at the question of Jong-seok.


    "I''m sorry, but the charges are not yet filed."


    "Not yet?"


    You''re apologizing, and you''re not charged yet? Heal said when Jong-seok looked at him with curious eyes.


    "All concerned, including Sergeant Joey, are denying the charges. Sergeant Joey claims to have had a fight with Lee, and others say they heard him fighting and came to check and stopped him."


    "And my charges?"


    "For now, it''s an assault. But if they''re shadows, we''ll investigate them thoroughly and deal with them, so don''t worry."


    At Hill''s words, Jong-seok looked at him and said,


    "Then can I see the soldiers I knocked down first? If they''re gonna wake up, I''m gonna need to do a blood clot."


    "Hae blood?"


    "There''s such a thing."


    When Hill looked at Jong-seok''s words and moved his head, the military police opened the door.


    The ward I went with Hill was an indoor basketball court. There are so many people who fell down at once that they have placed beds on the basketball court.


    When Hill came in, a soldier in a white gown approached.


    "How are the soldiers?"


    "I don''t have any trauma or major abnormalities, but I''m not waking up like I''m sleeping."


    "You don''t wake up when you''re not hurt?"


    "Yes, it''s the first time I''ve ever had a case like this. "Detailed inspection"


    At the doctor''s words, he approached a bed close to Jong-seok and pressed the sleeping soldier''s body with his hands.


    "Yes!"


    Then the soldier groaned and began to open his eyes. The doctor came up with a startled look at the sight.


    "What now?"


    "I''m waking up the patient."


    Then Jong-seok pressed the soldiers of other beds with his hands, and the soldiers who reached him began to wake up one by one.


    The doctor looked at the patient with surprised eyes and hurried after Jong-seok.


    "How do you do it now?"


    "It''s Oriental medicine, not modern medicine. So you can''t tell if you see it."


    When Jong-seok began waking up patients one by one with a horse, the doctor followed and began to see it with a young eye.


    When Jong-seok was waking up his patients, a young white man approached him.


    "Was it him, too?"


    It was East who came next to Chemie. While studying emergency medicine in the ward, East found that the accident happened at their barracks.


    I heard from the military police that Chemi was with a Korean.


    And I thought of Jongseok when I heard that he was Korean, and he showed up with chemistry.


    "Are you all right?"


    Chemi shook her head at East''s question.


    "Can''t you see my face?"


    "Who beat you like this?"


    "To my men."


    "Our troops?"


    Chemi told me a small story when East wondered what exactly happened.


    The words hardened East''s face. But it also nodded for a moment.


    "Did Sergeant Joey admit to the charges?"


    "He''s claiming to have fought a fight."


    "I beg your pardon... What about those who were at the door?"


    "I heard a fight, so I thought you said you came."


    After thinking for a while, East looked ahead. The last stone was approaching, with all the soldiers out of blood.


    "Jongseok...li."


    When East looked at Jong-seok with hard eyes, Jong-seok also saw him.


    "East"


    At Jong-seok''s call, East opened his mouth while looking at him.


    "Where you go, there are always incidents and accidents."


    "It''s because I''ve been involved with bad guys a lot of bad guys.


    East slightly frowned at Jong-seok''s remark. Among the bad guys, he''s caught himself.


    "If Sergeant Joey doesn''t admit to the charges, he could go to jail for assault on the U.S. military, isn''t that too relaxed?"


    At East''s words, Jong-seok saw Hill.


    "Am I going to jail?"


    Hill looked at him and said to the question of Jong-seok.


    There''s Private Chemistry''s testimony, there''s a black box of footage.


    said East before Hill.


    "Chemie is a disciple who serves Lee as master and whatever video is on the black box, but without the video and conversation that Sergeant Joey tried to kill him, there is no solid evidence. And there are people who heard the sound of fighting. If the testimony on both sides is against each other, we need evidence."


    Chemi looked at him in wonder at East''s words.


    "Is that so?"


    "If you''re a competent lawyer, it''s over with a double assault. Or self-defense."


    East, the heir to a huge law firm and a Harvard law school student, was well off this way.


    "Then what should I do?"


    "There has to be evidence. Laws speak as evidence."


    "Proof? No evidence?"


    It happened in the lodge, and Joey touched the knife with his gloves on.


    So there is no evidence that he tried to kill Jong-seok.


    "The evidence is on the ground."


    When Chemi nodded at East''s words, Jong-seok was looking at East with curious eyes.


    I think you''re trying to help me.''


    Este''s words seemed to be for Chemi, but they were necessary advice for Jong-seok.


    As East said, if Sergeant Joey refused to admit the charges and drove him to the end of the assault case due to disputes, Jong-seok could be in trouble.


    There will be Chemi''s testimony, but there is no hard evidence.


    And as East said, there''s a witness on Joey''s side. Testimony that he heard the sound of fighting.


    Even if it is a false testimony, it is a testimony until it is revealed.


    "Then what should I do?"


    East, who was watching worried chemistry, saw Jong-seok.


    "I''ll find the evidence."


    I wonder how, but East''s eyes were serious. Jong-seok, who was looking at the yeast, opened his mouth.


    "I think there''s a condition."


    "I want you to box with me."


    "Kwon Tu?"


    "You can do martial arts. All you have to do is stand on the ring with me and fight."


    Jong-seok said while he was looking at East''s random words.


    "You think I can win because I''m hurt?"


    "You think that''s what you''re going to think to the man who knocked down dozens of special forces with an injured body?"


    "Then?"


    "Are you going to do it or not?"


    Jong-seok laughed at East''s question.


    "I''m in a bad mood because I got shot... I won''t look."


    The tension on East''s face was young due to Jong-seok''s remarks. Even with injuries, he does not even think about winning against Jong-seok, who knocked down dozens of special forces members.


    A monster that you don''t think you can win even if you have a gun is Jongseok.


    "I''ll hit you one time."


    Fighting Jong-seok was a face-to-face encounter with the most shameful moment of his life for East.