Deep Sea Fish Hunting Specialty Broadcast - Chapter 51: A Great Means of Conversation (1)

Deep Sea Fish Hunting Specialty Broadcast – 51

EP.51 A Great Means of Conversation (1)

Parang walked over and plopped down on a chair.

Crossing her arms and legs with a sardonic smile, she completed her Yu Parang-style intimidation.

The government wench in front of her maintained an expression that said, ‘I won’t say a word.’

Her eyes looked at Parang as if she were a lifelong enemy.

Without blinking, Parang opened the documents Silo had given her.

The double-sided printed documents had the government wench’s personal information on the front and her skills, excluding personal skills, on the back.

Parang exaggeratedly opened the documents so the government wench could read the opposite side and began to read slowly.

It was a gesture to show that she had the leisure, information, and control of the situation.

As expected, the government wench’s expression twisted slightly upon confirming the skill list printed on the opposite side of the personal information Parang was reading.

Setting the mood.

Parang began to read the documents intently.

Hwang Dahye, 35 years old. Birthplace and current residence both in Korea.

Under the East Asia Division of the World Government… and so on.

Parang skimmed through it. One of the flaws of the World Government folks.

As a government organization managing the entire world, they had an excessive number of subordinate organizations and departments.

Thus, their titles were excessively long.

Parang picked out only the key points from the lengthy titles.

Summary, In charge of the dirty work the government does in the Korean Peninsula.

On paper, it said something like Chief of the Special Operations Division 3.

Obvious. She was the one who tried to torture Parang.

It was clear what kind of work the Special Operations Division, with her as the chief, would be involved in.

Thinking about it made her feel unpleasant. Was torturing Parang in the mountains considered a ‘special operation’?

Parang continued to read through the information.

Both parents died in an accident 10 years ago, no siblings.

Currently single. Had a fiancé who died in a murder case 5 years ago…

She skipped the home address and contact information as it didn’t interest her.

Next, the skill list.

[Shockwave (S)], [Thunderbolt (S)], [Lone Struggle (S)], [Spark Pulse (A)]…

As expected, she was an electric-type ability user. The skill worth noting was Lone Struggle.

A simple skill that significantly boosts stats when there are no allies nearby.

Was that why she dragged Parang into the torture room alone?

After finishing reading the skill information, Parang subtly observed Hwang Dahye’s eyes.

She noticed that the firm resolve of resistance in her expression had slightly diminished.

It was probably because Hwang Dahye had seen her personal information on the back while Parang was reading the skill list.

Parang placed the documents on the desk and crossed her arms again, tapping her foot.

Judging by her eyes, she didn’t seem to be under any sort of spell.

Brainwashing, hypnosis, charm… things like that.

In the hunter industry, being under such conditions is referred to as being ‘charmed.’

And being charmed is like a disease, knowing what caused it is crucial.

If you don’t know what charmed you, the only solution is to completely destroy the mind to cleanse it.

Usually, it’s identified through behavior, but she didn’t seem to be acting strangely. Her eyes also seemed normal.

Next was her reaction to stimuli.

Parang picked up a pencil and quickly sketched on a piece of paper prepared for notes.

Parang, who was a painter in her past life and continued to draw as a hobby in this life, quickly produced a rough yet vivid drawing.

She drew a creature called Crino, a mutated sea creature derived from a brittle star.

She waved the drawing in front of Hwang Dahye.

“Do you feel anything?”

“I won’t talk.”

She still had her sanity. She wasn’t charmed by Crino either.

So, she did all that while in her right mind.

This meant Parang had to dig deeper.

“…Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

“Do you think I would?”

“You should. You tried to torture an innocent person.”

“Innocent? Ha…”

Hwang Dahye, the government wench, laughed hollowly. As if she couldn’t believe it.

But Parang felt the same disbelief.

“Stop wasting time and talk. Why do you hold such a grudge against me, and what are your objectives? Everything. Tell me everything you know.”

“After looking through my personal information so eagerly, you still don’t get it? Or are you pretending not to know?”

Damn it, she really didn’t know.

A curse filled with resentment rose up to Parang’s chest but went back down.

She wanted to smash ‘evidence’ into this woman’s head immediately.

It was frustrating that the repairs weren’t complete.

Fortunately, the government wench didn’t seem intent on inflicting eternal pain on Parang, as she finally began to speak.

“Are you going to keep deceiving me? Was the document you were looking at just for show? You murderous bitch.”

And Parang’s mind went blank for a moment.

Murderer? Excuse me? Me? I’m a murderer?

“What nonsense are you talking about, murderer?”

“Are you going to pretend until the end?! Fine, if that’s how you want to play it, I’ll hammer it into your brain one by one. The serial killer who appeared three years ago. Killed 15 people in two weeks and then disappeared. Missing ever since.”

Parang felt dizzy. What the hell was this crazy woman talking about, no, ha.

“And then you shamelessly reappeared in the world, what?! Internet broadcasting?! Preventing diving?! You bitch!! Even the heavens are indifferent. Finally, I had the chance to catch and kill you with my own hands!!!!”

The government wench, overwhelmed by her emotions, suddenly shouted.

Parang struggled to hold onto her drifting consciousness and tried to make sense of the situation.

So, this crazy woman in front of her believed Parang was the serial killer who appeared five years ago, and it seemed her fiancé, who died three years ago, was a victim of that killer.

It was pure nonsense. Parang knew about that serial killer. It was mentioned in the original work.

It was true that the killer murdered 15 people in two weeks. However, the killer was caught red-handed by Hunter Han Siwoo and was immediately executed.

In a world like this, could a serial killer even escape? There were eyes and ears everywhere.

Parang had watched the news about the killer’s trial.

And the conclusion Parang could draw was only one.

This crazy woman couldn’t possibly be unaware that the killer who murdered her fiancé was caught in the act.

There was only one remaining possibility.

‘Her memory was manipulated.’

It was unlikely that something from the depths would implant such a detailed and human-like brainwashing as ‘Yu Parang is the murderer from three years ago.’

So, the perpetrator was highly likely, no, definitely human.

Parang sighed deeply and stepped outside to take a break.

As she stepped out, a man in a suit from Silo approached and asked,

“What do you think?”

“Her memory was manipulated. It wasn’t done by a sea monster, but by a human.”

“Memory manipulation by a human… Ah, if that’s the case, I have a suspicion.”

“What is it?”

“The head of the higher department above the Special Operations Division is a mental-type ability user. It seems most plausible that he brainwashed her.”

“Who is it?”

Parang needed to know that information if it was a mental-type ability user.

“His name is Zhao Yang.”

Zhao Yang. Zhao Yang… It sounded familiar.

“By any chance, what is his personal skill?”

“From what we’ve gathered, it’s a skill called ‘Covering the Sky with One Palm’. We don’t know the penalty yet, but it significantly boosts the effectiveness of brainwashing-type mental attacks.”

‘Zhao Yang, Covering the Sky with One Palm!!’

Finally, Parang remembered who Zhao Yang was.

He was someone Parang already knew and who definitely shouldn’t be in a high position within the World Government.

Zhao Yang, known as ‘Covering the Sky with One Palm,’ was a cult leader from China who appeared in the original work. He was killed by Han Siwoo.

In the story, just as Parang called Hwang Dahye the government wench, Zhao Yang was constantly referred to as the cult leader, making Parang forget his name.

The scene where he brainwashed about 30,000 people in an auditorium was quite memorable.

“As Hunter Yu Parang said, he was a cult leader until two years ago. Then he suddenly disappeared and reappeared about a year ago, starting to work for the World Government.”

Two years ago. This coincided with the time when Hunter Han Siwoo defeated Zhao in the original work.

In the original story, Zhao was ultimately rendered a complete vegetable due to a reverse mental attack. But that didn’t seem to be the case here.

Having already confirmed that the original story had changed, Parang nodded silently.

Fortunately, the original work clearly explained how to break Zhao’s brainwashing.

Regardless of the type, if a mental attack stronger than Zhao’s brainwashing was applied, it would neatly cancel out and break the brainwashing.

Usually, overlapping brainwashing would cause the brain to collapse completely, but Zhao’s brainwashing was different.

This was an extremely simple method for breaking brainwashing-type status effects.

Parang shared this information about Zhao with Silo.

The Silo researcher pondered for a moment and then shook his head.

“However, Zhao’s brainwashing is extremely powerful. It’s unlikely that he would have applied weak brainwashing to someone as high-ranking as the chief of the Special Operations Division. It would take us quite some time to break it.”

That was certainly true. In the original work, only the members of the Slayers managed to break the brainwashing.

By two years ago, the Slayers had already risen to the ranks of the world’s strongest.

So Parang made a decision.

She decided to put Hwang Dahye in a submarine with glass windows and send her to the sea.

“Do not observe or monitor under any circumstances.”

“Ah, understood.”

Blocking any witnesses from Silo. For Parang’s sake and theirs.

And then.

“Kraken.”

At the edge of the glass window, a tentacle of the Kraken barely appeared.

The government wench fainted immediately, and two hours later, she was fully freed from the brainwashing and able to converse with Parang.