Kwan closed his eyes and sighed as he listened closely to the vehicles that kept passing by. He's been at the waiting shed waiting for hours and had multiple buses stop and held the door for him, but he didn't get on. He was currently at Gangnam's famous intersection in Seoul. He usually goes to this place to think.
He's been carefully research and juggling his sidelines, studies, and other businesses related to the Black Tiger Gang. He tried to tip the policemen off as an anonymous but he then learned that Park Yejun holds the authorities as well as Jeon Wonshik. All he could get from the two is that Wonshik was a secretary for Park Yejun and all other details were off the grid.
"Here… You dropped something…" A voice disturbs Kwan from his meditation but he knew that he wasn't particularly carrying any valuable. His phone and wallet by which he was holding by the moment in his pockets.
