Go Youngeun stole a glance at the colleague seated beside her.
Kim Soleum, working rapidly at his PC while staring at the monitor, looked plain and unremarkable with his shaggy hair and glasses—the styling he had put together for infiltration work.
In keeping with that, at the Supernatural Disaster Management Agency, he would usually play the role of a passive rookie, hunching his shoulders and lowering his gaze.
But right now, the eyes behind Kim Soleum’s glasses as he looked at the screen were full of certainty and ease.
This was the person she had known at Baekilmong Co., Ltd.
The so-called composure of someone in the know, the kind unique to a person with good insight and a far-reaching perspective.
‘Has he gotten absorbed in the work?’
His original manner was surfacing without him noticing.
So it seemed he had not been lying when he said paperwork was his specialty….
‘A fraud…?’
Go Youngeun looked at her complicatedly, at the top-ranking entrant from her cohort who had made senior staff in just a year!
But soon enough, after briskly finishing the last few taps on the keyboard, Kim Soleum turned back to her.
And in an instant, he pulled the passive character back on.
“Ah, um… Agent. Would it be all right if I asked you to briefly check whether I’m doing this correctly…?”
“Yes. Of course.”
Maybe there would be something she could learn from it. And even if not, at least she could help her cohortmate learn how to handle documentation.
Go Youngeun looked over Kim Soleum’s PC with him.
“First, these are the versions of the urban legend currently secured by the Agency on the internet.”
[The Red Clothes at Exit…