Chapter 205
The letter was matter-of-fact.
"I'm writing this to tell you about things I couldn't mention before."
It was like a note left by someone departing for a while.
Kim Sol-eum wrote about spare glasses left on the sofa in Hyeonmu Team 1's waiting room, the flat rear tire of a bicycle in front of headquarters, and printer ink still in delivery.
It was too simple and fragmented to be a proper handover. There were traces of lingering attachments that appeared but vanished in the next paragraph.
Yet this seemingly casual letter maintained a similar tone throughout,
imperceptibly shifting to meaningful advice.
Content no rookie at the Disaster Management Bureau would know.
...Advice about supernatural disasters.
"Wearing silk clothes in the ironing area of the intersection laundry will no longer be safe after rescuing the citizen in the blue dress. It would be good to make sure no agents enter wearing such material."
These were ghost stories Black Tortoise Team 1 had investigated. The words seemed like insights he had figured out and deduced, yet strangely conveyed with the certainty of someone who had known them all along.
But it was clear they were written out of concern and worry.