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The news of Jincheon’s death, which came out of nowhere, gave me quite a shock.

The guy is a strong man, not much different from Lu Bu or Francis Meyer.

Knowing that strength, something was suspicious.

So I asked the US government for an autopsy report, and it finally arrived today.

“Here is the autopsy report you requested.”

“Thank you.”

Yoon Ji-an puts down the brown envelope containing the letter of appreciation on the desk.

“Is something bothering you?”

To her question, I nodded, holding the envelope in my hand.

“Yes, there is. I don’t know exactly what it is, but it’s like a fish bone is stuck in my throat, and it’s really rough and bothering me.”

That was my honest feeling.

There are no exceptions even for the strong.

Everyone dies.

Especially when there is a very fierce and large-scale battle like on December 31st.

In the process, it wouldn’t be such a big deal if Jincheon, a member of Hexagram, died.

I always have a feeling that something big is hiding out there.

Something that should never be overlooked.

It was at that moment that I was about to take out the emotional report and check it to make sure of it.

“I can’t believe it. I expected you to be a great person, but I never thought that Dojin would become a big shot who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the saint.”

The corners of her mouth turn up in admiration.

“Did you know I would become a great person?”

“Yes.”

She asserts.

“Since when did you start thinking that?”

“Uh… , that’s.”

Her face turns slightly red.

I wonder when he was thinking of that and why he has that expression on his face.

She answered within a moment.

“When we first went to the dungeon together… , I had a vague idea back then.”

“If this is your first time in a dungeon… .”

ah.

I remembered.

“The first time you were caressed by Gian?”

“That’s right, ma, right.”

Yoon Ji-an nods her head with a blush on her face.

That moment comes back to me vividly as if it happened yesterday.

“That was a really unexpected stroke of luck. Not for Gian though.”

It was a stroke of luck for me, and a bolt from the blue for her.

He shook the fat pig’s penis with his hand and even put it in his mouth.

“That wasn’t that bad.”

“… … ?”

“I was really surprised because I had no experience with sex, but I’m saying it’s not a bad memory.”

After pouring out her words as if making excuses, Yoon Ji-an hurriedly shakes her head.

“Ah, anyway. That was the first time I saw Dojin use magic, and I was convinced. Dojin’s name would resonate throughout South Korea in the future. Of course, I didn’t know it would be this much.”

I can’t hear anything.

My mind stopped at the thought that the memories from that time were already remembered not badly.

I really like that look.

The way he blurts out what he needs to say while being extremely embarrassed and then belatedly feels embarrassed creates a contrast with his usually blunt face, creating an unbearable loveliness.

Yoon Ji-an turns her head with a red face and glances in this direction from the corner of her eye.

When I see her like that, my heart is moved.

“Secretary Yoon.”

“… Yes, Guild Master.”

“I think I just had one more favor to ask of you.”

“… … ..”

The face becomes even redder.

“Okay… Okay.”

She understood what I meant and came over and pushed herself into the desk.

The space between her legs that was naturally placed right in front of her eyes.

The tip of his red-tinted nose comes in between them and he takes a long, thin breath.

“Ugh… , haa… ♥”

A breath sound that becomes even more erotic when exhaled.

Just like me, she slowly reached out and opened the zipper, took out the slowly growing penis through it, and stroked it lightly.

“Ahhh… , it’s not even fully grown yet it’s this big… ♥”

As I look down at her, who is searching under the desk for her notes and letting out a thrilled voice, a mischievous question comes to mind.

“Which time is better, the first time you were touched or now?”

“That, that’s it.”

Yoon Ji-an hesitates for a moment.

“That was better for me back then when I had no experience… , well, I like this better now.”

This woman is very wise.

I am even more motivated by the answer that satisfies both my past and present self.

I finally gave her the okay sign, even though she looked like a puppy drooling over a tasty treat right in front of her and waiting for her owner’s permission.

“Now let’s get to work.”

“Ah, I see… , Howp♥”

She opens her mouth wide and thrusts her angry cock deep into my throat.

This is another task given to her, my only secretary.

Relieving the pent-up sexual desire of your boss at the right time.

It can be said to be a very common-sensical and important task.

“Tssup…, ssup, ssup…!”

“Hoo.”

A strong pressure felt on the glans deep in the throat as the head moved back and forth.

If you push yourself this hard, you should feel nauseous and have difficulty breathing, which is normal.

“Aren’t you putting it in too deep?”

“Keuk… , dog, it’s so cute♥”

“… … .”

It looks really good.

No, to be exact, I think I’m enjoying it more.

Some people say that the area deep inside their throat is an erogenous zone, and it looks like that’s her.

She felt my gaze, took the pacifier out of her mouth, and scolded me in a stern voice.

“Stop looking at me and go to work, guild leader.”

“Oh, yeah.”

right.

We’re working, huh?

“Lick…, suck, lick… ♥”

Lick it, kiss it, and push it deep into your throat.

Focus on what you originally wanted to do, using the pleasure delivered in various ways as a driving force.

The photo enclosed in the brown envelope with the emotional letter showed the miserable state of Jincheon.

“Um… .”

As Jooyeon said before, her whole body is dried up and twisted like a mummy.

But the sight is not unfamiliar.

“I think I’ve seen it somewhere… .”

ah.

I remembered.

“Kim Tae-yang.”

Wasn’t the body of the female victim that was assaulted by that guy in the past just like that?

Then, she suddenly raises her head, licking my vagina with her lipstick-covered lips and leaving lip marks on my private parts as if marking her territory.

“I also saw the photo and thought of that incident, so I included the photo from that time in case it was related.”

Let’s see.

As I flip through the documents, I see some photos that she appears to have attached separately.

“As expected, our Ji-an is meticulous.”

“Thank you…, churp, nida♥”

Yoon Ji-an sucks on her penis as if she is happy to be back to her original work.

Place the two attached photos side by side and compare the differences.

A corpse that has lost all of its body fluids and is twisted and unsightly.

The shape is very similar.

Just looking at the photos, you might mistake them for the same criminal.

Did Kim Tae-yang escape from prison?

“Ah… , just in case, hehe, I’m telling you, Kim Taeyang is still, chureup, in prison.”

“Thank you.”

She is the one who puts out even the smallest possibility before it can sprout.

In fact, even if the guy escaped from prison, it would be difficult to conclude that he is the culprit.

Even if five kids like that come running, they won’t be able to defeat Jincheon.

“Let’s leave the photos aside for now… .”

Check the signature written on the emotional report.

The main cause is a scar from a sword piercing the center of the chest.

“The estimated time of death is between 1 and 2 a.m. on January 1st… ?”

This is a bit strange.

Between one and two o’clock in the morning on January 1st, a battle was in full swing.

If Jincheon had died fighting us at that time, there’s no way I wouldn’t have known.

There’s no way that a strong person would die without a sound or rumor.

Above all, when I showed photos of Jincheon when he was still alive to those who had already participated in the battle and asked them if they had ever fought or encountered him, I received a negative response from everyone.

What that means is that he died while we were in the middle of a fight, but he wasn’t killed by us.

“… Is that okay?”

It doesn’t make any sense at all.

If you think about it, there are two possible guesses.

“Haeup… , Heung… , Kehuuk… , Haa… ♥”

The first is when an internal conflict occurred within the Hexagram organization, and Jincheon died while fighting among himself.

“Whoosh, woosh…, woosh…, woosh.”

Another one is… , if there was a third force in the square where a fierce battle was taking place between the two groups.

Frankly, it’s hard to believe either of these things.

Chris Emir, there’s no way he would have let such an important situation arise, and there’s no evidence that a third party was at work while we were fighting.

“Keuk… , gulp, slurp, slurp♥”

It was just then.

“Ugh… .”

As the deepening sensation of ejaculation grew, he was ready to spit out his semen into her mouth.

A random thought flashes through my mind.

“Kkwt… … !”

Brrr!

Finally, unable to hold back the pleasure, the semen burst out, dyeing the inside of her mouth white, and a single thought passed through her head, which had also turned pure white.

The third force.

What if their goal was to kill Jincheon and take something he had?

“Haa, haa… ♥”

Gulp!

After swallowing all the semen he had taken in his mouth, he stroked her head as if it were natural, cleaning up the remaining semen stuck to his penis with his tongue.

“That makes sense… .”

Jincheon is the apostle of jealousy.

It’s obvious that there’s a third force that would benefit from killing such a guy.

Another apostle who serves Invidia, the goddess of jealousy.

When I think of that name, I am reminded of something that happened in the black market in the past.

There was also a familiar face that I encountered in a place where I had broken through tight security.

“Son Si-woo… .”

Could it be that the guy is also connected to this incident?

“Is it time to take care of the work that has been put off?”

Maybe it’s finally time to face the guy for real.