NIS Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - Chapter 54
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Episode 54. Ryu Yeon-woo and Han Hae-woon
The same day, Jeju Island.
The cherry blossoms that had been in full bloom have fallen, and the yellow canola flowers are gradually withering.
A man with a sturdy build is climbing up one of Jeju Island’s oreum with slow steps.
“So, it’s true that I am me. But it’s not so far in the past to call it a previous life…”
The person constantly muttering to organize his thoughts while taking slow steps.
It was Prosecutor Han Hae-woon, who had collapsed on the day Yeon-woo won the Newcomer Award.
Han Hae-woon was so confused by the new memories that surfaced that day that he took sick leave and added his accumulated vacation days to come down to Jeju Island for a few days of rest.
“I died two years ago…”
It felt like fragments of someone else’s memories had been inserted into his head in pieces.
What Han Hae-woon remembered were the memories of a National Intelligence Service agent named ‘Baek Yu-hyeon’.
The memory that came back most vividly was the moment of death.
That day was the same day Han Hae-woon died from a brain hemorrhage and came back to life.
Gunshots and explosive sounds coming through Yu-hyeon’s headphones while he was assisting his superior, ‘Team Leader Jeon Su-hwan’, in intelligence gathering inside a safe house in a Middle East operation zone.
Crackle―.
“Team Leader! Team Leader Jeon!”
– ······.
Jeon Su-hwan, who was connected via radio, didn’t respond no matter how much he called.
Sensing something had gone wrong, Yu-hyeon hastily destroyed the materials he had been investigating separately, then opened the door of the safe house to escape, and that was his last moment.
Though Han Hae-woon had no memory of it, he speculated that he was probably shot by a sniper who had been waiting.
Han Hae-woon felt that ‘Baek Yu-hyeon’ was another version of himself because of the vivid memories that surfaced.
Since everything else that came to mind was fragmentary, he couldn’t clearly speculate what kind of operation he had been carrying out or what his relationships were with the people who appeared in his memories.
Among those fragmentary memories, one thing was certain: the Pilates instructor named ‘Jung Hye-min’ that he had gone to investigate was the deceased Baek Yu-hyeon’s wife.
“For now, the only definite connection I can investigate is still ‘Jeon Su-hwan’.”
During his vacation period, based on the memories that surfaced, he risked danger and used ‘Baek Yu-hyeon’s’ access code to browse the National Intelligence Service computer system.
Fortunately, it was still an active access code.
He tried to collect clues about Jeon Su-hwan and Baek Yu-hyeon, but since it was classified information even within the National Intelligence Service, there were hardly any available materials.
Materials he discovered while desperately searching through everything.
It was an approval document requesting confirmation of reported matters.
Looking at the details, for some reason it had been rejected midway and the report never made it up the chain of command.
‘Public phone in Daejeon, Class A report, CCTV analysis result: estimated elderly person in 70s? Whereabouts unknown.’
The reported content wasn’t attached, and that was all the information available.
However, Han Hae-woon was certain.
“…Team Leader Jeon Su-hwan, that person has been reincarnated in someone else’s body.”
Just like me.
The only Class A agent that Baek Yu-hyeon knew was Jeon Su-hwan.
There aren’t many Class A agents in the National Intelligence Service.
As commonly portrayed in media, they’re what people know as ‘black agents’ – the highest-grade HUMINT.
Operations officers, or simply put, the supervisors of operatives.
A report made with a Class A agent’s cipher code was omitted?
That’s impossible.
This was definitely an approval document requesting confirmation of a report that came from an agent already confirmed dead.
As soon as Han Hae-woon obtained the information, he threw the laptop he had used to access it into the sea below Jeju Island.
***
After finishing the filming of Park Gang-woo’s scene, Director Park Chan-hong approached the actors who were looking at the sunset.
“Everyone, let’s go finish this beautifully.”
To film the last scene of this movie, an extra in charge of driving, Han So-hyeon, Ma Seok-do, and Ryu Yeon-woo boarded a motorboat, and two boats including the one carrying the staff set out to sea.
After getting some distance from the harbor, the director’s voice came through a megaphone from the boat alongside.
“Alright, are you ready?”
“Yes!”
“Here we go. Last scene, ready, action!”
The camera started rolling with the director’s signal.
The men who climbed down the ladder boarded the motorboats that had been prepared in advance at the rear of the warship.
Jennifer, who had been waiting on the boat, opened her mouth with a sullen expression.
“Why did it take so long? Too much sea breeze is bad for your skin.”
“What do you mean took long? It was over in no time.”
Pierre shrugged his shoulders in response to Jennifer’s grumbling.
“Should I press this?”
Just then, Kwak Ji-cheol lifted up the switch and asked Pierre.
“No way. I can’t let you steal the biggest fun.”
He snatched the switch, held it up high, and pressed it.
BOOM―.
The explosives that the ‘Junk Dealer’s’ team had set up exploded, blowing up the empty bridge.
“Ugh!”
Everyone on the boat simultaneously ducked their heads at the loud noise and heat.
Of course, they were acting in sync with where the explosion scene would be added with CG later.
At the same time, the scene of Park Gang-woo collapsing that was filmed earlier would be inserted.
“Wow, that firepower is incredible.”
“The ‘Junk Dealer’ uncle isn’t someone who does things half-heartedly. He’s always thorough.”
The boat departed toward the sea.
“Hey man. Where should I drop you off?”
Pierre Choi asked, looking at Kwak Ji-cheol.
Kwak Ji-cheol answered with an ambiguous expression.
“Well…”
Seeing this, Jennifer laughed.
Ahahat.
“Hmm, I knew this would happen. This uncle got a taste for operations?”
Jennifer poked Kwak Ji-cheol’s side with her elbow as if she knew everything.
Seeing this, Pierre chuckled.
“Get off whenever you want to. No one’s going to say anything if you don’t get off.”
The ship headed toward the sunset, leaving a lingering impression.
Crackle―.
Director Park Chan-hong’s radio transmission came through to Yeon-woo’s boat.
– Okay. Cut! ‘Master Plan’ filming complete!
Busan, Han Hae-woon’s home.
‘I confirmed he’s alive, but how can I find a black ops agent who’s determined to hide.’
Of course it was just speculation, but Han Hae-woon thought Jeon Su-hwan was alive like herself.
However, she couldn’t find any clues after that.
Just then, an advertisement from the TV she had turned on to break the silence caught Hae-woon’s attention.
– The musical ‘Dejandor’ that moved the world will soon meet you through a Korean performance tour···.
“Dejandor?”
Han Hae-woon reflexively looked at the TV.
It was definitely a word she had heard in conversations with Team Leader Jeon Su-hwan that appeared in her recent dreams.
Former Team Leader Jeon, who usually didn’t talk much, showed particular interest in stories about movies or musicals.
Among them, the musical ‘Dejandor’ was something Team Leader Jeon Su-hwan said he would always watch whenever he got the chance in whatever country he was assigned to.
Han Hae-woon concentrated as much as possible to recall the contents of the dream that tickled her memory just out of reach.
***
“Then you must be an n-time viewer, Team Leader?”
– N-time? I guess that’s what they call it these days.
Baek Yu-hyeon seemed bored and kept talking to Jeon Su-hwan.
“What kind of appeal does that musical have?”
– Appeal…
Jeon Su-hwan paused for a moment, then continued speaking.
This was probably the longest thing Baek Yu-hyeon had ever heard Jeon Su-hwan say.
– In ‘Dejandor’, the female protagonist, despairing over her love, stabs herself with a knife and dies, and at that moment, all the emotions humans experience flash across her expression. When you watch that expression from the highest terrace seats on the right, it’s magnificent.
***
“Right terrace!”
Han Hae-woon turned on her laptop and accessed the ticketing site.
“If the team leader sees it, it’ll definitely be the opening performance.”
Han Hae-woon hurriedly proceeded with the ticketing.
After her vacation period ended, Han Hae-woon went to work and devoted all her time outside of handling cases to searching for Jeon Su-hwan at home.
Han Hae-woon thought that on the day she and Jeon Su-hwan died, and on the day she was revived, Jeon Su-hwan must have also miraculously been reincarnated into the body of someone who had died, and she focused her investigation in that direction.
However, since the amount was too vast to investigate nationwide, she started with Daejeon where reports had come in.
“Ha, did I get it wrong.”
Was it because it’s a transportation hub city that he had flowed into Daejeon from a foreign land?
No matter how much she investigated, nothing came up.
In reality, since Ryu Yeon-woo had made his extreme choice in Seoul, it was difficult to find the connection that led to his move to Daejeon afterward.
***
Two weeks passed and Han Hae-woon visited the National Theater of Korea to watch the musical ‘Deyandir’.
No, not to watch ‘Deyandir’, but to find ‘Jeon Su-hwan’.
Han Hae-woon deliberately arrived and entered 30 minutes earlier than the start time.
“I’ll help you check your ticket.”
“Yes, here it is.”
When Han Hae-woon handed her ticket to the staff member, the staff member checked it and bowed their head.
“Please enjoy the show.”
Han Hae-woon headed straight to the highest terrace seats that Jeon Su-hwan had mentioned, the 3rd Floor Section B.
The terrace was still empty with no one there.
“Haah…, I hope I’m not doing something pointless.”
She had come with the mindset of grasping at straws.
Of course, Team Leader Jeon Su-hwan might not come, and there was no guarantee that he had been reincarnated like herself in the first place.
Meeting Team Leader Jeon Su-hwan wouldn’t solve anything either.
She had simply come as fate led her.
About ten minutes passed when a middle-aged woman entered the terrace seats.
The terrace seats could accommodate a total of five people.
‘…there’s no law saying he must have been reincarnated as a man.’
Han Hae-woon began to observe the woman with sidelong glances, trying not to make it obvious.
She was wearing quite luxurious clothes, but she just looked like an ordinary middle-aged woman.
“Mom.”
A young woman entered next.
“Did you park well?”
“Yeah, the parking lot was big and spacious.”
The daughter sat next to her mother, and then a middle-aged man with a slightly protruding belly entered.
‘Is this the father now?’
He seemed to be around the same age as the woman who entered first, so she thought they might be family.
However, as if he wasn’t part of their group, he passed by them and sat next to Han Hae-woon.
Seeing that he sat in the remaining seat between the middle-aged woman and Han Hae-woon, he seemed to be a solo audience member.
‘Could this person be him? He looks older than the original Team Leader Jeon though.’
She had been reincarnated into a similar age group, but there was no law saying Jeon Su-hwan had to be the same.
Soon the performance time approached, and when she looked down at the theater, many people had entered the 1st and 2nd floor audience seats, and the lights in the theater gradually dimmed.
‘Besides me, are there only those three? The most likely candidate is the middle-aged man next to me.’
There was no choice. She had to take a gamble.
The theater gradually darkened.
Everyone focused on the stage where the musical was about to begin and became quiet.
At that moment, Han Hae-woon began to speak quite loudly, loud enough for everyone on the 3rd floor terrace to hear.
“Team Leader Jeon Su-hwan, do you remember when we got lost in the desert near Yazd with even the GPS stopped working?”
The incident when their Humvee vehicle broke down during an operation near the city of Yazd located in the middle of the central Iranian desert, and to make matters worse, even the GPS malfunctioned.
“Ahem!”
The middle-aged man in the seat next to her cleared his throat, telling Han Hae-woon to observe etiquette as she suddenly started talking loudly.
“Wasn’t the desert on our last day quite cold too? This is Baek Yu-hyeon.”
“It’s about to start. Let’s keep it down.”
The middle-aged man scolded Han Hae-woon with an expression that said what kind of nonsense was he spouting, while beside him, the mother and daughter glared at him as if they were looking at some bizarre creature.
‘…Was I wrong after all.’
Just as Han Hae-woon was about to apologize, saying he was sorry, a cold and hard object touched his neck.
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