"I don't like the sound of it," Jungmin shifted uneasily. 

"It must be done. We have no other choice," came the answer from the long-haired female standing by his side. They were standing on the rooftop of one of the highest building in Seoul; wind was strong that day, and it was about to ruin Jungmin's almost perfectly styled hair, but he could care less.

"Kwon Yuri, if I had not known you better, I'd think you've lost your mind."

"So do I, Jungmin-sshi," she smiled wryly, brushing the stray strands of her hair away from her face. "So do I," she repeated, and the mentioned male heir to one of the richest billionaire in Seoul just shook his head and chuckled.

"I wonder if you're just trying to get me on the good guys' side, or what."

"You can keep guessing," she said. "But I won't be confirming your guess anytime soon."

"Now I get it why people always say women are the most secretive species on earth."

"Well, secret makes woman a woman," Yuri smirked. "Let's pray this works, or we'll have our country overrun by North Korean spies."

"Protecting the country's most dangerous criminals, you mean."

"You do know that that includes yourself, Park Jungmin-sshi. You'll be given access to both NIS and NSS. There's nothing to lose..."

"Except my hard-earned money, you mean."

"But with illegal means of obtaining it?" The female raised an eyebrow. "You don't mean it, Jungmin-sshi."

"Sure I don't." Jungmin laughed. "You do know me after all."