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"Boss, they say Korea is sorted out."
I put down the newspaper I was reading and asked, following Director Ma's report.
"I guess it ended well."
"Yes. Since Black Bear reported Han Hyun-soo's movements, I will also upload the relevant documents."
"Yes, there is still the investigation and the trial, but we must make sure that there is no more noise about the Church of Heaven issue. Prepare in advance so that you can hand everything over when you return to Korea."
"Understood, boss."
Han Hyun-soo ended up killing his entire family with his own hands.
I was worried that it might shake, but my worries were unfounded.
The moment he learned that Han Hyun-jin had gathered the Joseonjok to kill him, he seemed to have made up his mind.
"Han Hyun-soo is stupid, but fortunately he made a wise choice this time. I'm glad we won't have to see blood again."
If this had gone overboard again, I would have cleaned him up myself.
At that moment, my personal cell phone rang. When I checked the screen, the caller was Prime Minister Koizumi.
"Yes, Prime Minister."
- Mr. Kim, let's stop now.
Koizumi immediately cut through the details and got straight to the point.
"What do you mean we should stop doing?"
― Please stop reporting through the media. If you add more firewood, it will become uncontrollable. Even if you stop now, it is not a fire that will be easily put out.
Koizumi seemed to be unhappy with the fact that I continued to publish suspicious articles through the Yomiuri Shimbun.
"Well, I haven't gotten the results I want yet."
― What do you want? Hiroyuki is dead. Isn't that enough? What else do you want that you're doing this for? The cabinet is shaking. It's not just Hiroyuki, it's shaking our LDP.
When I reacted indifferently, Koizumi raised his voice.
"Prime Minister. Why aren't the leaders of the Church of Heaven arrested? The evidence has already been released through the media. But you say you're going to conduct a thorough investigation, but you're not arresting the leaders. So you have no choice but to keep adding firewood."
- that······.
"Does the Prime Minister also think the same as Hiroyuki?"
When asked coolly, Koizumi answered half a beat slower.
- What are you talking about?
"I'm asking if you want to take over the Japanese sect of the Heavenly Church on this occasion. If not, I don't understand why you're acting like that."
―······It is quite burdensome to get involved with a religious group.
I knew this would happen. Koizumi was thinking differently.
"Don't be greedy, Prime Minister. If you arrest all the leaders who joined hands with Hiroyuki, those who control the religious order will naturally support you, Prime Minister."
- Are you sure? Do they support us?
Instead of saying yes, Koizumi questioned me instead.
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Anyway, all Japanese people are like this. Even if you scare them, it won't last long.
"What are you hesitating for? The suspicions between Hiroyuki and the leadership of the Heavenly Church are already beyond the level of being covered up. Even if you try to cover it up now, will it be covered up? If the Prime Minister does not finish it, I have no choice but to continue adding firewood. If that does not work, Japan will be hit with bloodshed again. Do you want that?"
―······.
"It's petty greed. Why is someone who knows better than anyone else doing this…? It's disappointing. I shared the plan with the Prime Minister in advance. Of course, the Prime Minister was against putting the Church of Heaven on the chopping block. However, I'm the type of person who does what I have to do. I've already drawn my sword a long time ago, and now that it's come to this, I have to cut down even the radish."
"Let's speak decisively," Koizumi sighed.
"You asked me to stop? If so, then sort everything out before that. I also don't want to stay in Japan any longer. Postponing all my plans and focusing on this now would be a huge loss. The reason I want to see it through to the end even if it means taking a loss is simple. If I don't untangle the tangled thread, it will only continue to get more tangled. Why are you acting like this when you know what kind of person I am? Tell me what you want, and tell me what you can do for me."
―······President Kim. I want the Church of Heaven to support me.
The purpose was to support the Church of Heaven. That's why politicians.
I chuckled and opened my mouth.
"Yes. I will make sure that not only the Korean headquarters but also the Japanese religious community supports the Prime Minister."
- Then let's sort it all out in a few days. So let's stop now.
"It's not a difficult task, I guess. But, are you able to handle it? There's still the issue of establishing diplomatic relations with North Korea. Are you confident that you can cover that up?"
― It would be better to turn our attention to the outside world. No wonder there are even extreme talks in the cabinet about turning our attention to Takeshima.
It seems like the internal pain is more serious than I thought.
Well, it makes sense since Hiroyuki wasn't just a member of the Liberal Democratic Party, but the head of a faction.
No matter how much the Liberal Democratic Party tried to cut its own tail, it could not escape responsibility.
But that doesn't mean you can get on my nerves.
"You should speak correctly. It's Dokdo, not Takeshima."
―······.
Instead of answering, Koizumi coughed softly. I didn't mean to hear an answer either.
I just warned him because he was about to cross the line.
"I hope you never bring up the Dokdo issue in front of me again, Prime Minister Koizumi."
- Okay. Okay, let's do that.
I couldn't tell if it was meant to stab me or if it was an unconscious act, but he firmly drew the line.
As if he had read my discomfort, Koizumi quickly changed the subject.
- So are you going to stop reporting to the press now?
"If we organize it quickly, the information I have will not be leaked to the press. I will hand it over to the Prime Minister as is. It contains not only Hiroyuki's information, but also the dark side of the faction. It is up to the Prime Minister to decide how to use it. I will hang up now."
I hung up the phone before I could hear Koizumi's answer.
"I wonder when Prime Minister Koizumi will become a human being. His cautious nature will never change."
Koizumi called to ask that the Japanese religious community support him once the situation in Korea's Church of Heaven calms down.
But, because he is what he is, he beat around the bush and ended up offending me.
Anyway, I said, he's a funny guy. I shook my head and said to Director Ma, who was standing next to me.
"Sir, let's stop feeding the media. Koizumi said he would sort things out himself, so we'll wait a few more days and decide whether to throw it back or hand the data over to Koizumi."
"Yes, boss."
I suddenly felt tired. I really need to get some rest when I get back to Korea.
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I held back the sigh that was about to escape and picked up the newspaper again.
* * *
A few days passed.
South Korea ruled Kim Sun-ja's death a suicide and covered up all the charges against her.
More than half of the charges were committed by Han Hyun-soo, but most people would not know that.
Han Hyun-jin and Han Hyun-woo were neatly organized by Cheonha Group.
And the Japanese religious community also had many of its former leaders arrested for various criminal acts, including the kidnapping and murder of Han Hyun-soo.
The main branch did not miss the opportunity and moved quickly. They worked closely with the Korean main branch and took control of the Japanese religious order.
That's how it all ended.
As no new reports emerged, people's attention began to turn to the North Korea-Japan summit.
"Your face doesn't look very good."
Yamamoto pressed his eyebrows together as he spoke to me.
"······The damage is considerable. Prime Minister Koizumi is determined to shake us."
In the time since I last saw him, Yamamoto looked several years older.
"Even my close associates were arrested. Their hands and feet were all cut off. If someone suddenly rebels, then······."
Yamamoto was not worried about his captured men, but was afraid of a rebellion.
"That won't happen. Even if that happens, Prime Minister Koizumi won't abandon you."
Koizumi will not abandon Yamamoto.
I just wanted to let you know what happens when a dog you raise tries to bite its owner.
Yamamoto nodded quietly, as if he knew.
"I know that too. But there are quite a few voices of discontent coming from within. Many businesses have closed."
Yamamoto continued to groan.
"Did you receive money from Han Hyun-soo?"
"······I came in a few days ago."
"First, spread that to your subordinates to quell their discontent. Now that things have been sorted out, I think it's time to start stretching again. The reason I came to see you, Mr. Yamamoto, today is because I feel like you've been hurt because of me, so I came to compensate you for that."
"What's the compensation?"
When I glanced at Director Ma, he took an envelope out of his bosom and placed it on the table.
I said, pushing it towards Yamamoto.
"Thank you for your hard work. Although there were some mistakes here and there, I was able to solve it easily thanks to you."
Yamamoto looked back and forth between the bankbook and my face.
It seemed like he was debating whether he should accept this.
"You can take it. It's money that has been laundered cleanly and has no problem with the source of the funds. It has the bank account number in Switzerland, the customer number, and the password written on it. It's a small amount compared to the damage I suffered this time, but it's not a small amount. It's not the organization's money, it's yours, Mr. Yamamoto."
The Yamaguchi-gumi earns trillions of yen annually.
Even if there was a great deal of damage due to this incident, there was the ability to quickly recover once stability was restored.
But that was the organization's money, and what I gave was a kind of slush fund. Yamamoto picked up the envelope and put it down next to him.
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"Thank you, I will use it well."
No matter how much you keep separate pockets, it is not easy to make blind money.
Yamamoto also knew that well, so his face brightened a little.
"Come to think of it, I heard a strange story through Cheonha Group this time."
"What story did you hear?"
"They say that drugs imported from Japan are circulating in Busan."
"Yes? What do you mean? We never allow drugs into Korea. That is our promise to Cheonha Group."
"Really? Are you sure?"
"that······."
Yamamoto trailed off.
"Don't try to repair the damage you've suffered through Korea. And Busan is where I was born and raised. I think you know what I mean."
"······It won't be an organization under our control."
"Whether it was an affiliated organization or not, the important thing is that drugs were smuggled into Korea through Japan."
"I will find out the details and take action immediately."
Now I get what you're saying. If Yamaguchi-gumi sets their mind to it, they'll be able to quickly catch up with the drug smuggling organization.
"Okay. I will trust Mr. Yamamoto."
"Thank you for trusting me."
Now that our business is over, I put down my teacup and stand up. Yamamoto also stands up following me.
"There is no need to see me off."
"No, of course you should. Are you going to Korea?"
"That's right. It was a much longer schedule than expected."
It's finally time to leave Japan and enter Korea.
* * *
An old man was sitting in a rocking chair with his eyes closed.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door, and the old man opened his eyes.
"Prime Minister."
"what's the matter."
Li Feng said, rising from his rocking chair. His wrinkled face was clearly showing signs of illness.
"What? What's going on? Why is your face like that?"
"You have to see this."
The secretary opened her laptop and turned it towards Li Feng.
"What? Why is my picture here······."
Li Feng couldn't finish his speech because the headline of the article caught his eye.
[The Butcher of Beijing. The Two Faces of Li Peng.]
"What? The Butcher of Beijing? You bastards! Where are you? Where did you get that article from!"
"It's England."
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"Britain? Why are you British kids suddenly calling me that?!"
"I don't know. I just checked the article and came running."
"I know what's going on······."
Li Feng stopped talking.
When I heard the word Murdoch, a name suddenly came to mind.
"Kim Mu-hyuk! That bastard Bbangs!"
"What are you talking about?"
The butler asked in a puzzled tone at Li Feng's sudden action of calling out Kim Moo-hyeok's name.
"That bastard. That bastard for sure! How dare you······. How dare you!"
Li Feng ground his teeth as he recalled the face of Kim Moo-hyuk that he had met in Shanghai.
"Prime Minister. Prime Minister! You must not get excited. It is bad for your heart. You must rest."
The butler had to hold onto Li Feng to calm him down as he screamed and ran wild.
"I don't know what's going on, but take a deep breath. You need to calm down, Prime Minister."
After the butler's repeated and earnest persuasion, Li Feng finally began to catch his breath.
"Phew. Phew······."
"I've calmed down a bit," Li Feng said in a weak voice.
"You're attacking me like this because I refused to meet you? Tell Luogan to meet you right away. Tell him to come in right away."
"Yes. I will contact the executive committee member. Please calm down for now······."
"Okay. Don't treat me like I'm a patient."
Li Feng, who had calmed down, was calmer than ever.
But his gaze was fierce. The butler flinched at his cold gaze.
"Tell Luogan to come in right now."
"yes!"
The butler left the study in a hurry.
Li Feng's gaze was fixed on the laptop monitor.
Li Feng gritted his teeth again and muttered.
"Kim Moo-hyuk······."
< Small greed, big loss > End
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