He has done three more times since then. Kwon Taek Joo was almost unconscious the whole time so he might do even more. If you do this several times in one night and stay with him for three days and three nights, you will really die. His blood and fluids would be depleted before he starved to death. Since when did he no longer feel under the waist. The feeling of excitement also subsided as if the amount of medicine injected had dissipated. All that remains is just the ultimate pain.
Kwon Taek Joo raised her eyelids when she felt the bed shake. In his blurred vision, he saw Zhenya going somewhere. The bastard casually walked into the dressing room behind the bed, which was the same place where the wall hung a photo of the Bogdanov's family.
Zhenya stood in front of the photo frame and then did not hesitate to turn it aside. Another door appeared behind it. He is used to entering passwords. The door opens easily with a characteristic mechanical sound. Inside are unidentified glass bottles lined up. Zhenya took out a bottle of them and went back to bed.
"Do you know what this is?"
He shook the small jar in his hand slightly. No answer. Kwon Taek Joo doesn't even have the energy to lick his lips. Zhenya was silent without bothering.
"This is polonium-210. It can be said that it is a relec of Anastasia that failed to leave."
Kwon Taek Joo's eyes widened before the phrase 'polonium-210'. It is a substance with thousands of times more alpha particles than radium. Only about 100g is produced annually in the world, but the toxicity is so strong that even a very small amount introduced into the human body is fatal.
Zhenya slowly raised Kwon Taek Joo's hand. He muttered while muttering and picking up each long straight finger, his tone sounding.
"How should I do it? Shall we cut each finger first? A body was found in Lake Baikal. Not bad either. A frozen corpse will be brought back by his colleague. Either way, he tried to contact him. He must have been hurt because he was beaten by you."
Colleague, who is he talking about? No one came to Kwon Taek Joo's mind, but there was a person who thought of him of being hurt by being beaten. Is he really Kwon Taek Joo's partner?
*Real colleague, the brother that our Taek Joo thought was Psych Bogdanov and fought when the car fell into the river and Zhenya rode a helicopter to the bullets.
Zhenya didn't give Kwon Taek Joo a chance to think longer. Before his eyes, 'Polonium-210' was inserted into the syringe. The plunger is pulled in and a clear liquid fills the cylinder.
"Anyway, do you think you're hated there too? Did the place called the National Intelligence Service send you my photo by mistake? ... There's no such thing."
It's confusing. Too much information comes at the same time in a desperate situation with imminent death. Kwon Taek Joo's heart beats not only because he has a hunch about the end of the world. The insecurity intuition is not clear, just clinging to his mind, he can't shake it off. It seems that Kwon Taek Joo himself missed something. What is that?
Zhenya taps the syringe to get the air bubble out.
"It's like you know the corruption of your superiors that they don't want to reveal."
Zhenya made a judgement while pressing the piston, the drug sprayed from the sharp needle. He raised Kwon Taek Joo's arm.
His whole body was tense. Do you just die like this? It can't be like that. Kwon Taek Joo can't die like this without knowing what's going on. However, the body does not even have the strength to try one last time. That sharp nose seemed to be able to touch him at any time.
At that time, Kwon Taek Joo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly pushed Zhenya's shoulder. He didn't know where that power came from. Zhenya also seemed startled by the unexpected counterattack, but he was not too surprised. Kwon Taek Joo, who is struggling in despair, is instantly subdued. Zhenya did not hesitate to stick a needle in his neck.
"Ugh...!"
Kwon Taek Joo's eyes narrowed at the sharp feeling. He was stabbed so fiercely that blood came out of the needle, even inside the cylinder, red blood came out like ink. Zhenya smiled and pushed all the pistons to inject all the medicine in. The entire sparkling liquid inside the syringe is pushed into Kwon Taek Joo's body.
For a moment his mind was spinning. The arm that was fighting Zhenya also fell helplessly. The vision splits into pieces and is immediately dispersed. So is the end? Everything in his ear became distant. Kwon Taek Joo feels the presence of something opening and closing, clicking, clicking. A sound that he had heard somewhere. Is it cigar scissors?
Kwon Taek Joo heard a happy whistle not far away. The other person clutched his ring finger, and the ripped cigar scissors also approached. Shortly thereafter, a sharp pain emanated from the ring finger.
"Stupid rabbit." (Foolish Zainka) заинька Hare
A deep laugh echoed in Kwon Taek Joo's ear. Perhaps something was cut off and a terrible pain continued to rise from the ring finger. How will it be now? His consciousness seemed to sink into the abyss, leaving behind illusory self-abequities.