Who Is The Masked Officer In Squid Game 2 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He was confident that he wouldn't lose control over the situation because of something like this. So he didn't take Terrence Edmin's warning seriously at all. After leaving Water World, Terrence Edmin looked at the person beside him and said, "Investigate Water World's background, especially that masked man just now. It's strange that he knows me so well." Moreover, he wore a mask and didn't dare show his real face. Perhaps he was afraid someone would recognize him. "Okay." The bodyguard nodded. ……………………. There was only one final step left before Mike signed the contract with Finnley, but Mike kept delaying it.

I shoved the keys in my pocket. I opened the supply closet door a crack. It led out to the other side of the hallway, near the ambulance bay exit. The officer was in the breakroom, shouting into his radio. "Suspect is loose! Seal the exits!" But he was looking for a woman in a torn black dress. I tied the scrub pants tight. I grabbed a surgical mask from a box on the shelf and pulled it over my face. I walked out of the supply closet, moving with purpose. I didn't run. Running attracted attention.

I open the back door, load everything in, and shut it. I settle into the driver's seat, and that is when I see him — first in the mirror, then directly at my window. A masked man, his hands and neck covered in tattoos. I recognize him without hesitation. He is the same one who orders his men to leave the girl I pin down back at the factory. The connection is immediate — Mr. Marcus. But why? I think I manage to put his suspicions to rest. Apparently not. He knocks on the window a second time.

A grand double staircase extended to the upper floor. No one was able to recognize one another, since they were all wearing masks and it was all panned by Ivan himself. Adam didn’t let go of Mariah even for a second, he wanted to make sure she was safe even if it cost him his own life. After a few minutes, a man appeared and stood right between the double staircase so everyone could see him. He was wearing a mask as well but along with the mask, he was also wearing a crown. He had a glass in one hand and a fork in other. Adam noticed him and knew exactly who he was. The figure above him was staring directly towards his direction but something was odd. He wasn’t looking at Adam, his eyes were

Meanwhile, he furrowed his eyebrows and looked toward the police car driving toward them. He could sense a master’s presence! The car stopped, and a middle-aged man about 40 years old dressed in a black casual outfit got out of the car. The middle-aged man asked, “You’re Kayson Yarde, right?” Kayson nodded. “I am.” The middle-aged man smiled. “I’m the vice-captain of Admiralporium’s second division, Sergio Ginn.” Kayson did not attempt to pick a fight after noticing how he was rather polite. He asked, “Are you here because of Connor’s incident?”

I don’t remember offending anyone. “Hands up, motherfu*ker! It’s game over.” I slowly pushed my computer away and secretly pushed a button under my keyboard. I slowly turned my body to face him. He was masked and heavily covered in fabric to conceal his identity. “Who are you, and who sent you?” “You think I am dumb enough to answer your question?” the masked man asked. Figures. But it would be enough time to buy me some time.

Just as the figure seemed ready to snap its jaws around him, it froze, its attention diverted to something beyond the officer. A faint whisper floated through the air, "Not yet.” The figure's face twisted into a snarl, yet it paused, its scars trembling with restraint. Seizing the moment, the officer scrambled backward, his gaze locked on the figure. As he regained his footing, another silhouette emerged from the shadows. A woman, tall and formidable, with piercing green eyes that seemed to penetrate the officer's very being, was Scarlett. "Let him go," she ordered, her voice deep and commanding.

The four of us had just walked into the station when a police officer came to meet us. I was wearing a black facemask which covered half my face from the nose down to my jaw, and so was Hollow Reaper. “Can I help you Sirs?” the officer enquired unsuspiciously.

It’s impossible. “Look, we're friends, right? Let’s fix this and prove her wrong.” Nothing still. No response. Just those eyes, just that they were wet now. Could it be? “Mr. Sebastian.” I turned to see men in uniform. The cops. What were they doing there? “It’s him officer. Arrest him.” Iris said in a masked tone.