Genius, Read The World - Chapter 1

Chapter 1 The sound of the world (1)

[Hello? Everyone. 9 o’clock news… … .]

The news always broadcasts political and social issues calmly. At that moment, a voice came out of the mouth of a reporter who was at the scene.

There was a large warehouse where the reporter was standing, and there were piles of things like used books all over the place.

[Here, P-kun has been imprisoned for 12 years. Prosecutors have been charged with kidnapping, confinement, and violation of labor laws… … .]

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Doctor, she had a sad expression on her face next to a sleeping patient, who appeared to be about 17 or 18 years old. Her face was pale because it was white. There was a detective saying that she lived by covering her face with something like a scarf so that people wouldn’t recognize it. Her eyes are like a deer and her nose is high. She had a face that reminded me of a typical handsome boy, and at the age of love, she held a sickle and plowed the field with a shovel like an ox. She added that she was told that she had done all the dreadful chores.

‘Crazy guys. Those people should be put to death.’

Contrary to her face, her hands had many scratches. There were also deep traces of abuse all over her body. Fortunately, the test results showed that the body was not extremely bad.

However, hearing impairment. If I had taken care of it, I would have been able to hear the sounds of the world with a hearing aid, but I couldn’t hear it completely because of poor management. She might have kidnapped her, noticing that the culprit was disabled. She took a deep breath in her.

‘What is your name?’

When she asked her name for the first time, she remembered to answer in a slurred voice, maybe she noticed the shape of her mouth.

‘It’s a dog decoy.’

If she received a brainwash, the name is open. It was the first time in her medical career she had so much soared with her anger.

“Sleep well. It’s safe here.”

After checking her patient’s condition, she went out.

By the way, Even though the police were guarding the front door, the reporters suddenly gathered.

“How is the child?”

“What is the victim’s name?”

“Did you find your family?”

“Aren’t you an orphan?”

Without realizing it, she clenched her fists.

And she opened her mouth in a dry voice.

“Are other people’s misfortunes happiness for you?”

She turned her gaze and told the police.

“I will report them all. obstruction of business… … .”

Meanwhile, her eyes, which she thought were asleep, slipped open. He moved his eyes to check his surroundings once more.

‘Fluorescent lamp… … . Patient monitoring system… … . Ringer… tube… needle. These are blankets, bed handles, patient clothes, window curtains, slippers… … .’

At first she stretched it out, but she began to crawl into her head as if she was trying to remember things with great speed. So when evening came, he got up cautiously and stood outside the window. Then the door swung open and the doctor who brought food came in. He quickly lay down on the bed like a sinner. Not because he heard a sound, but because he saw the reflection in the window. The doctor walked over with a bitter smile.

“OK. you can do whatever you want who doesn’t tell you Now, shall we eat?”

She brought a spoon that doubled as a fork because he didn’t know how to use chopsticks.

“Eat slowly. Slowly.”

He glanced at her as if she was looking into her eyes. 0. It was a gaze I looked at in the beginning, but it was ‘observation’. It was his survival instinct.

– The pupil is dilated.

-The corners of the eyes are drooping and wrinkles are made like crow’s claws.

– The zygomatic muscles are pulled and lifted upwards.

-Two corners of the mouth face upwards symmetrically.

A smile that is not a lie.

‘Proof that I’m not an advocacy, dangerous person… … .’

As she carefully squeezed her spoon, she looked at her once more and began to eat her meal. But the pace was too fast. There was no order of eating and eating side dishes. He shoved it into his mouth in a jumbled way. The struggle to survive is still there.

“You can take it slow, hey, take it slow. Stir… … .”

Without a moment for her to dry, her plate was emptied. As if not to leave a grain of rice or sesame salt, I ate it all with her hands. Her eyes lit up at the sight. She lifted her head to try to stop her tears from coming out, but she ended up wiping away the corners of her eyes with her hands. A shrill voice came out of her mouth.

“How the hell have you been… … ”

Then her cell phone vibrated. Clearing her voice, she answered her call.

“Yeah. Hyeyeon Lee… … . Yeah? Is that for real!? I’ll go down right away.”

After finishing her call, Hyeyeon Lee smiled broadly.

“Did Mom and Dad come? This older sister will pick you up soon.”

He thought as he looked at her back as she walked with her plate. She seemed like a good person. And, I hope she never goes back there.

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As she entered the lobby, Hyeyeon Lee could see her couple with her detective. She appears to be in her late 40s and her husband and wife are fidgeting. Hyeyeon Lee approached and handed her her greetings.

“Good morning?”

A woman grabbed her hand. As if Lee Hye-yeon was her last hope, she dropped her tears and uttered her pleading voice.

“Where is Woojin, sir? Where are you?”

her husband said

“That kid… … . Are you sure she’s deaf?”

Twelve years ago, when she reported her disappearance, she added that she was deaf as a characteristic.

“Yeah. Hearing loss… … .”

At her words, her husband clenched her fists. At the time of her disappearance, she did not know how much she had been looking for. Both of them gave up their jobs and risked their lives to find their son. So 1 year, 2 years… … . She searched for three years and could not even hear the rumors. But I found my son.

“I don’t know how to judge the feelings of the two of you, but… . It must be very difficult for you to find your son. His name is Woojin, right?”

“Yeah! Yes! This is Woojin Shin! Woojin Shin!”

“Yeah. Woojin is very sensitive right now. The strong reaction of the guardians… … .”

The couple heard her notice from Hye-yeon Lee and after she calmed down a little, they climbed into her elevator.

That time. Woojin’s head was slowly turning towards the door. There was a strange noise. No, it wasn’t a sound, it was a feeling in my head.

Tick, tick, tick.

I could feel something that could not be expressed, coming here. The closer it got, the louder it echoed in my head.

thump. thump. Thump.

The door that Woojin had been looking at quietly opened.

‘uh… … .’

The blurry face was clearly remembered, and Woo Jin-i’s parents, who checked her son’s face, ran into the hospital room like someone who didn’t hear the instructions.

“Woojin-ah!” “Woojin-ah!”

For a moment, Woojin covered her ears with both her hands, fixing her gaze on her mom and dad. It was because a sound like thunder had flowed into my ears. It was the voice of Mom and Dad. Woojin’s pupils dilated as if absorbing all the light called light. Even if we never see each other again, as if we will remember Mom and Dad clearly.