I'M Not A Special Character
Pseudo Door

The two girls could have tied up the already sprawled guards, but unfortunately they did not carry the tools that could do that. Several other colleagues were also following through the stairs.

They can not take the risk by riding the elevator which certainly there will be many middle-class agents who also use it. Stairs do take more time, but they are much safer.

About five minutes they waited, finally two men showed their noses and quickly approached the body that was lying helpless.

Each of the men handled one guard by tying his hands and feet and also covering his mouth with a makeshift cloth until it was enough to dampen the sound of the guards' cries later.

The body of the guard was dragged into the unused room that was under the stairs. For a time they would hide every guard who had been captured there.

Harwich and Helwer again continued and opened the third-floor door carefully. They had already discussed the plan when the male agent was clearing the guards and Helwer decided to follow the plan.

No one greeted them when the door opened perfectly, just an empty space now captured by the sense of sight.

"What the fuck?" Harwich frowned, staring at the wall that surrounded him in wonder.

"No more doors or anything?" Helwer knitted his eyebrows. His gaze swept across every corner of that patch of space.

"Is it possible that one of these walls is a door? But I'm not really sure about that." Harwich walked up to one side of the wall, looking carefully at the wall surface.

"It is likely that it could be like that as well. Like at the door of the room where we were instructed a few hours ago." Helwer shared a convincing opinion of the same possibility.

After thinking about it, they did not dare to touch the surface of the wall. It could be that each side of the wall has a mechanism that is only known by official members and there is also a security sensor that can not be seen by the naked eye.

"Damn! We don't have any information on this." Harwich was upset. Though there is not much time left before their existence is revealed, but they are instead faced with an annoying puzzle.

"You need to know Agent 09 Number, getting information about the opponent's base plan is already a big thing. Do you think such information would be easily obtainable?" Helwer bit her lower lip, beginning to get upset being in a room she had never known at all.

"How's next? Should we call some agents who are experts in this sort of thing?" Helwer turned her eyes to Harwich, making the girl beside him also return the same gaze.

"There's no harm. It's just that the two agents out there have to come back down for a while so as not to arouse suspicion. Too many gathered is not too good either." Harwich accepted Helwer's advice.

Judging from the information they have obtained, some places in the headquarters of the Chjornaya organization whose floor has the most advanced detection that is not owned by other organizations.

The way the detector works is very simple. If the device detects the presence of someone or some people who are too long within a certain radius, then the place will be marked and will appear a red mark on the connected floor plan screen.

After that there will be several agents assigned to check the red area with the aim to make sure there is no problem in the place.

This, of course, made Harwich and Helwer very anxious. They could have gone into hiding so as not to be found by agents from this base, but security would have been further tightened. Of course they don't want that to happen. If the security is tighter than this, then their movement will also be more restricted.

"Are any of you good at this?" Harwich slightly lifted his collar, bringing the lips closer to the nanophone so that all the agents who were his comrades in this mission could hear what he was saying.

[What kind of obstacles are you facing?]

The voice from across the device asked. Harwich responded by providing details on the circumstances of him and Helwer. The girl also had time to explain the various possibilities that had been thought of.

Harwich gave an explanation with a fairly fast tempo. He could not lower the tempo of his speed as it would waste a lot of time.

[Alright at least I understand although in outline. You guys get out of that place and wait for me on the stairs. At least that tracking device won't be on every rung, right?]

The voice was heard again. For a moment Harwich was relieved to think that someone might be able to handle the situation. Harwich pulled Helwer's wrist, taking her up the stairs while waiting for help to arrive.

For some reason, they waited long enough. It usually doesn't take too long to get to where the girl is. Harwich began to feel annoyed, but there was no way an agent would play around with his words and dare to make other agents wait.

"It's weird. It shouldn't have taken him a very long time to arrive to this exact spot. Even though he was on the first floor, it should only take five minutes." Helwer muttered in annoyance. He folded both hands on his chest while several times snorting and cursing.

"What does baj*ngan do? Is he messing with us?" Helwer started to cringe. Now things are going awry and it's like it's going to be too late from schedule.

"If he does, then it means he is ready to be the target of the organization. Do you think any agent would do such a dangerous joke?" Harwich asked without looking at Helwer. His gaze looked up as if he was thinking of something.

"The most plausible thing is the statement that he is in trouble. The worst possibility is that he could have been caught."