비밀신분 Novels & Stories

I asked, my tone almost pleading with him. We both went into a place I never knew existed in the pack. Here, Kieran blew a whistle just thrice. Within ten minutes, about fifteen men assembled, all dressed in black. Their faces were also covered with masks that made them unidentifiable. "As I said, they are the secret people we use. They come to the gathering with their identities concealed just in case someone accidentally found out about the call whistle. That way, they might be able to escape and still keep their identities unknown," Kieran explained to me.

He added, Scott had thought they were from the blood fangs but he was wrong. As they both pondered over the mysterious tattoo, a realization struck Fiona. "Wait a minute," she said, her eyes widening. "I've read about something like this in a book once. It's a symbol associated with a secretive group known as the 'Hidden Silent.' They're rumored to be involved in covert operations and international espionage." Scott's eyes widened in surprise. "The Hidden Silent? That's just an urban mythology," he said, his voice laced with skepticism.

Once again, Lionel spoke formally to him—just like when they attended important meetings like this. Lionel is one of 10 secret leaders working for the Leandro clan. Among the ten people, only six people he knows clearly, while the rest are still gray—not clear. He didn't know who they sided with or their purpose for joining his clan. In the underground world, betrayal was the most common thing. And Mikael realizes that not everyone who works for him is on his side. Their identities are hidden behind the dark dead masks they use. No one really knows their background. In fact, Mikael locked his own identity so that no one could trace his family background.

“I already know the backdoor.” Samuel frowned. “Backdoor?” “Daddy, it’s a secret way to enter the system without being detected. Shh, don’t tell anyone. It’s our little secret,” Reno said with a small grin, though his eyes stayed focused. A few seconds later, the screen displayed complete identity data. “Here it is. Ellya Sheinafia Crawley. Born in City H, age 20. Hmm…” Reno tapped his chin. “There’s a medical record. Let me check.”

“Yes, but that is standard. They have to vote on whether to let me off of the case. It’s kind of a complicated structure.” Danny suddenly dropped down to his knees in front of me, and he took my hands in his. “Please don’t tell them.” Okay, never mind. Apparently I did NOT know why Danny was reacting the way he was. “What’s the problem, Danny?” Danny looked over at Kade. They exchanged a weird look and seemed to be mind-linking. “I just.. we … our relationship… we agreed to keep it a secret.” “Yes, because it is tone-deaf to announce it, not because our relationship is some sort of crime.”

[Hidden Identity Confirmation in Progress…] [Dark Queen Signature Detected.]

secrets. "

When the old man heard Vera’s question, he pursed his lips and sighed. “Miss, there is actually a very troublesome underlying logic behind this matter.” Vera said, “Tell me about it.” The old man said, “Whether it’s the first or second kind, the number of people who are hidden is not small. Some special talents, military experts, intelligence personnel, and secret service personnel have their identities encrypted. This adds up to tens of thousands of people in the country.”