June 5th, 2030

  Park fingerprinted all five fingers on the paper. As a result, the fingerprint on the paper turned out to be completely different from what he had. 'Lee Yeol-gi,' was his resident registration name.

  "…How did you get up there by yourself?" Park Sung-jae, or Lee Yeol-gi, broke out in a cold sweat when Lee Byung-soo, a military prosecutor, said. "… I told you that I was chased by a wild boar and ran all the way there. I ran away to the mountainous terrain with no roads and went back to the back door of that post. How many times do you have to tell you to understand?"

  Lee Byung-soo showed Sungjae the screen of his laptop computer. There was no screen where Sungjae came. Everywhere he went, the CCTV was covered and then reappeared.

  "That's strange. I can't see you, Mr. Park Sung-jae anywhere. There are a lot of strange things to conclude, it's strange to think that the security cameras were accidentally covered up by bird poop dropping on the screen and then removed. Did you play any pranks on the CCTV?"

  Park gulped down his saliva. "… My name is Lee Yeol-gi. I don't know what's wrong with you, but I have no relationship with that cook." Lee smiled with a faint smile. But inside he was burning." Well, OK, I'll have to contrast your statement with the statement of the other person.

  Lee Byung-soo, the military prosecutor, briefly came out into the hallway and smoked. After a while, cook Park Sung-jae, also called Lee Yeol-gi, was dragged out of the interrogation room. Then he entered the interrogation room, where another investigator was located in the next room. Lee Byung-soo, the military prosecutor, went into the now-empty interrogation room and spoke through the window of the interrogation room where he was reflected. "...Call the cook, Park Sung-jae."

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  After a while, Gamamusa came into the interrogation room. He looked at the confused-looking Gamamusa in the eye and said, "… your name is Park Sung-jae? I don't understand. You look similar when you wear glasses with a person named Lee Yeol-gi."

  Gamamusa acted as if he were nervous, biting his fingernails. Lee Byung-soo turned over the paper and kept asking him questions. "…you went into the kitchen at about 3 p.m. Then the CCTV went out of work and the screen went out for a while and then came back. Then, when the soldier watching the CCTV in the situation room reported and the executive came in, you were cooking in your cook's clothes."

  Lee Byung-soo smiled at Gamamusa. "… You're fast, changing your clothe." Gamamusa looked nervous when he saw something in his eyes and acted. "… Huh? I don't know what you're talking about… I was originally wearing my cooking clothes in the kitchen."

  Lee Byung-soo smiled. In his view, this case had a lot of suspicious points. The two were suspicious not because they looked similar, but because they wore glasses, they looked similar, and he thought there was some connection.

  "..After that, you, Corporal Park Sung-jae, wore a military uniform and went outside. When you came back, there was nothing in the military bag that should be there and there was a lot of things that shouldn't be there."

  Lee Byung-soo lifted what appeared to be a kitchen knife from a plastic bag containing evidence. Gamamusa swallowed and pretended to be nervous. "… let me be honest with you. Corporal Kim Dae-hyun kept bothering me. He must have been bothering me because he was missing promotion..I thought of defecting to a blind spot on the CCTV quietly with my military bag on. I took the knife to use as a weapon. You must have seen me passing by, on the CCTV."

  Lee Byung-soo gritted his teeth. It was impossible for him to be lose even though he knew clearly that he was lying. "Then I will change the question. Are you sure the armed guard who came down this way has nothing to do with you?" Gamamusa responded with a nervous look, without changing his eyes. "Yes, it has nothing to do with me."

  ...

  Baek was smoking in the smoking room. He toured the cigarette with his Junior, Private Lee in the smoking area. "Private Baek, may I ask you a question? Where did you learn how to smoke?" Baek nonchalantly replied, "… I learned it while I was at school. That's when a senior taught me how to smoke..."

  Kim Dae-hyun was holding a cigarette in his mouth as he walked toward the smoking room. Baek frowned. "… hey, let's go in. We need to finish the work quickly." The two were about to enter the barracks, but was stopped by getting hit by Kim Dae-hyun on the shoulder. "Oh, I'm sorry, Hyung-jin. Can I borrow your fire?" Baek looked at each other for a moment, then lowered his head and pulled out a lighter.