God of Blackfield

Chapter 103.2: Die or Kill Someone (2)

Kang Chan was shocked to hear about how much C4 was there.

“Who is it? Tell me exactly who you guys handed the C4 over to so I’ll have something to say to Lanok.”

- Whoa! Calm down. I said calm down, my friend.

If this guy were near Kang Chan, Kang Chan would have already broken his arm or ruptured his eyeball.

- We don’t reveal the person directly concerned about things like this. I just did business, and I betted on your luck while risking my loyalty. I already told you this much, so you should be able to solve the rest.

Kang Chan took a deep breath.

Since the event hadn’t started yet, what the caller was saying also made sense. If they used bomb detection dogs, they might be able to find it immediately because of the nauseating plastic smell of the C4. It had a fishy smell as well.

- It seems like the sister of the woman Phillip has been following knew about it. Since she could’ve placed evidence of that anywhere in her house, we were thinking of finding them.

“Were you the ones who killed her as well?”

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- That was of course part of the contract. The woman was already dead when we arrived, though.

Kang Chan felt as if he had to act quickly.

It was a hundred pounds of C4. Even if they were to start looking for it now with eyes blazing with fury, they still wouldn’t have much time before the event tomorrow morning.

Ten pounds of C4 was approximately four and a half kilograms.

Unless a bomb detection dog went into the venue, if just five people placed the C4 around their waists and pressed a switch, the explosion would be powerful enough to guarantee the deaths of everyone in attendance.

Yang Jin-Woo! You crazy fucking son of a bitch!

- Please pass on our sincerity to Lanok.

“How about you guys stop following that woman around starting today?”

- What’s the point of following her when we have already gotten caught? Put Phillip on the phone. Oh! And…

Kang Chan cocked his head.

- I wish you luck, my friend.

Son of a bitch. How could he say that after selling that many bombs?

Kang Chan handed over the phone to Phillip.

The gang member answered twice, then dropped the phone call. Looking dissatisfied, he stood up. He had no business here now.

However, just as Kang Chan turned toward the door…

Whish.

The gang member whipped out his hand.

Bam.

Kang Chan grabbed the gang member’s wrist with his right hand. He then twisted it and hooked his own left hand around the gang member’sr elbow.

What an idiot. He’s surprised even though he’s the one who attacked first!

Crack.

“Urgh!”

This was what happened if people acted based on their useless pride.

As Kang Chan opened the door and walked out of the office, he heard the gang member swearing in French while sobbing inside.

Kang Chan opened the door in the hallway, finding Joo Chul-Bum waiting for him.

“I broke the man’s arm. Send him to the hospital and end things there. Don’t pay for his medical expenses,” Kang Chan said.

“Understood, hyung-nim.”

As Kang Chan was headed to the lobby, he immediately called Kim Hyung-Jung.

- Mr. Kang Chan, it’s Kim Hyung-Jung.

“Mr. Manager, I was told that Yang Jin-Woo has brought in a hundred pounds of C4. The seller is the French gang Serpent Venimeux. There might be evidence, so I’ll go to look for that for now.

- Mr. Kang Chan, did you just say a hundred pounds of C4?

Kim Hyung-Jung naturally sounded as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“It would be difficult to get more details, so please just figure out if there’s anything weird around Yang Jin-Woo’s surroundings for now and check if anyone like Yoon Bong-Sup has returned from a foreign country or received cargo by ship or plane. I heard two of them are now here. I’ve broken the arm of a Serpent Venimeux member in the Namsan Hotel just now, and I was told that four more people aside from him had come into the country, so please check the list of names that have entered the country as well. I was told that the man whose arm I broke is called Phillip.”

- Just a moment! Just a moment, Mr. Kang Chan.

Kim Hyung-Jung called Kang Chan, perhaps because Kang Chan spoke so quickly.

“Mr. Manager, please start looking into it for now. Let’s talk again once we have the results.”

Kang Chan entered the lobby, approached, Lee Ji-Yeon, and sat down.

“Who was that man from a moment ago?” Lee Ji-Yeon asked. She looked flustered.

It was difficult to be honest in situations like this.

“We handed him over to the police, so we should find out once they have investigated him.”

“Alright,” Lee Ji-Yeon answered and nodded.

“I’m sorry to ask this, but you’re saying that your unnie died unjustly, but the police concluded that she committed suicide, right?” Kang Chan asked.

“Yes.”

With fidgety fingers and her head down, Lee Ji-Yeon started to tell Kang Chan about her life.

There were three people in her family: their single mother, her unnie Lee Ji-Eun, and Lee Ji-Yeon.

Her unnie was three years older than Lee Ji-Yeon. She was specially appointed to the Chairman’s secretary’s office because she caught the attention of Cho Il-Kwon, the chief secretary, while he was inspecting one of the subsidiaries of Suh Jeong Motors. However, she committed suicide not even a month since she started working there.

Lee Ji-Eun did have a hard time when she started to work in the Chairman’s secretary’s office, but Lee Ji-Yeon had never even heard of her being depressed. Lee Ji-Yeon also told Kang Chan that recently, her unnie told her that she was just going to work at the Chairman’s secretary’s office until she got a job with a full-time position and that she was already looking for another job.

However, despite being so determined, Lee Ji-Eun committed suicide.

As Kang Chan was looking at Lee Ji-Yeon’s worn-out sneakers, jeans, and her stretched-out cotton shirt, he suddenly remembered something.

“Does your unnie also look young like you?” Kang Chan asked.

“Yes. She actually looked even younger than me.”

Could it be? That can’t be, right?

Frowning, Kang Chan looked outside the window. What Lanok had told him crossed his mind. If he had killed that son of a bitch just a bit more quickly, this would have been prevented.

Kang Chan should have run over to Yang Jin-Woo after beating up Cho Il-Kwon.

He collected himself for now.

“Do you have something that you can submit as evidence?” Kang Chan asked.

“I have my unnie’s notes.”

“Notes? What do they say?”

“Things like, ‘I need to endure everything for my mom and sister,’ and, ‘I figured out a scary fact.’ My unnie was never the type to commit suicide.”

“I get what you’re saying. Anyway, I’ll contact you later. Go home for now and make sure to keep the notes safe. Oh, one more thing. Don’t ever visit the Suh Jeong company building for now.”

Lee Ji-Yeon seemed to suspect something when she raised her head. Looking into Kang Chan’s eyes, she answered, “Alright.”

After sending Lee Ji-Yeon home, Kang Chan sat back down his seat earlier.

Buzz— Buzz—Buzz—. Buzz— Buzz—Buzz—. Buzz— Buzz—Buzz—.?

Kang Chan held up his phone, which was ringing. It was Lanok.

If Lanok didn’t call him, Kang Chan would’ve been the one to call.

“Yes, Mr. Ambassador.”

- Mr. Kang Chan, have you been to the United States recently, by any chance?

Why is he spouting?nonsense?this urgently?

“That’s impossible. You’re also quite aware of my schedule, aren’t you?

- That’s weird. The United States’ Intelligence Agency seems certain that someone related to the Blackhead is in South Korea. Your name was even mentioned. I can’t figure out who handed information that even France’s DGSE doesn’t know over to the United States. Do you have any guesses?

“I really don’t know. That aside, Mr. Ambassador, I met the Serpent Venimeux earlier in the day at the Namsan Hotel.”

Kang Chan told Lanok about the C-4 that had been brought into the country.

- I can’t believe they would leak out information again after selling everything that they could. As expected, they’re cunning. They always get away with things by doing things like this. If it wasn’t for you, they would’ve made the same offer to the DGSE. The Serpent Venimeux are known to specialize in trading with matters related to weapons and drugs.

This sly person was still spouting nonsense even though there was a bomb that could explode in the event at any given moment?

- Mr. Kang Chan, if we think about how important the Eurasian rail announcement is, then your discovery is just a part of it. The DGSE has discovered and removed three terror organizations so far. Moreover, Ludwig and his people have also blockaded two locations. Vant has done the same.

Kang Chan suddenly felt drained. All the tension seemed to have left him while listening to Lanok.

- The reason we didn’t discover those bombs even though the Serpent Venimeux did something like that is that the DGSE and all of the Intelligence Bureaus of Europe are focused on preventing terror attacks. This announcement is that important.

After hearing Kang Chan sigh, Lanok explained the situation to him as if he was teaching someone who would be doing things like this often in the future.

- With that being the case, our problem now is figuring out how the United States even knew your name.

You sly person! That’s not important right now! We have a hundred pounds of C4 on the loose in South Korea!

“Mr. Ambassador! I requested a biopsy in the past when I learned that I have a physical constitution so rare it’s in the top one percent in the world. I don’t know if the samples were sent to the United States, but I’ve sent some overseas.”

- Oh no!

Lanok sighed, disappointed.

- Understood, Mr. Kang Chan. Since we have an outline of the situation for now, I’ll have to sabotage them as much as I can and find out what they really want. Please keep this in mind—now that the United States knows about you, the United Kingdom will also find out within a week.

Considering you already know about it, what does that make you?

- France's DGSE is ahead of them by about a week. In this world of information, that’s a tremendous amount of time.

Lanok’s answer made it seem as if he read Kang Chan’s mind. It made Kang Chan look around his surroundings.

- In any case, let’s discuss the rest tomorrow in person.

The call ended.

Did that sly person really just think such an enormous bomb was something that could just be discussed tomorrow?

As Kang Chan sighed, the female manager approached him in a sophisticated manner and changed his coffee to a new one.