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Chapter 44
Translated by Springlila
Ja-kyung dozed off in the car on the way home. He was going to come home right away after a brief conversation with Chairman Kang, but he was delayed for quite some time because he was caught by Kang Seok-joo. Kang Seok-joo grieved that Choi Ki-tae’s death was unbelievable, but he regretted having to lose the money he had invested.
Something seemed to pop out of the gloomy and dark forest as he drove down the street at night with only the streetlights on. It was raining, and the mood had darkened even more. A light flashed from the dark sky, appeared and disappeared, and there was the sound of a loud rain, shaking the ground.
As he approached the house, there was someone waiting at the front door with an umbrella. Is that Park Tae-soo? Ja-kyung, who was about to open the door, stopped. It was Kang Il-hyun. Ja-kyung felt strange when he saw him approaching with an umbrella. He wasn’t a child, so he wouldn’t have to wait for him.
As soon as he opened the door, he put an umbrella over his head and smiled sweetly.
“It’s raining quite a lot.”
He went inside after closing the car door. The umbrella leaned on Ja-kyung in the pouring rain, soaking Il-hyun’s right shoulder. Ja-kyung entered the house and wiped the raindrops off Il-hyun’s shoulder with an indifferent face. Nonetheless, Il-hyun liked it.
“You’re so mindful.”
Ja-kyung didn’t want to respond, so he pretended not to hear and went upstairs, but Il-hyun followed. He knew if he left him alone, he’d come into the bedroom, so he stopped him right in front of the door.
“I’m tired. Say what you want to say.”
Il-hyun put his nose to Ja-kyung’s face.
“Did you drink?”
“No.”
“What did you talk about there?”
Ja-kyung took off his watch from his wrist and handed it to Il-hyun. When Il-hyun did not accept it, Ja-kyung grabbed and held his hand.
“You heard it all. Why are you pretending you don’t know?”
Ja-kyung pointed to the watch again as Il-hyun tilted his head. Il-hyun’s lips curled up.
“So you knew?”
“Is it a new model? The detector didn’t catch it when I entered?”
Ja-kyung was confused as to why he suddenly gave him an expensive watch, so he ripped open the back of the watch in the car to inspect it. The chip, which was slightly larger than a grain of rice, seemed to be a recent model. It wasn’t even detected by the detector, and it was perfect.
To be honest, he liked the wiretap more than the watch.
“Don’t tell me it’s also in my room…?”
When asked with suspicious eyes, Il-hyun frowned.
“No, it’s a new model that came out yesterday.”
Ja-kyung couldn’t believe him. He should search his room and bathroom whenever he has time.
“Should I give it to you if you like it?”
“Then I’d be grateful.”
There was no need to refuse when he gave it to him. Il-hyun then reached out to stroke Ja-kyung’s hair. He liked the sensation of the soft hair caught in his fingers. It was the same dark brown as his eyes.
“Don’t worry about what Chairman Kang said.”
“I don’t really care. I don’t completely trust the Director either.”
The hand resting on his head slowly descended and smoothed the tie.
“I’m sad. Our bodies were already entangled. Will you trust me if I tangle it up again?”
“I don’t think that will happen. Take a rest. I’m tired too.”
Ja-kyung turned around with a bitter smile on his face. As soon as the door opened, Kang Il-hyun pulled the handle and closed it. Ja-kyung let out a small sigh as he looked at the closed door. As he turned around and frowned, Il-hyun approached him.
“Would you like to go swimming?”
Ja-kyung looked outside with a puzzled expression. He wanted to ask him if he was out of his mind. It was pouring so heavily that he couldn’t even see ahead, let alone swim. The sky was flashing. A person who commits a crime is said to be killed by lightning, but Kang Il-hyun does not appear to be afraid of lightning.
“The weather outside… Can’t you see?”
Il-hyun looked out the window and said casually.
“It’s good. Do you not like swimming on a rainy day?”
“Just do what you want… I will decline.”
“Then how about tea in my room? There’s a very fragrant tea.”
“That’s no good either.”
“Or would you like to shoot in the basement?”
Ja-kyung immediately dropped his rejection intention. His body was stiff, and he thought it would be nice to exercise somewhere, but his eyes sparkled when he heard the word shooting. Thinking it was a positive reaction, Il-hyun took a step back.
“Wash up, change into comfortable clothes and come down.”
He quietly stepped back and went downstairs. Ja-kyung sighed faintly. It was far too early to sleep anyway. It didn’t seem like a bad idea to loosen up a little with a moderate shot.
Ja-kyung remembered the fingerprint gloves he had received from Wang Lun as he watched Il-hyun scanning his finger in the elevator. He didn’t have to use it because of the easy way to get the USB, but he kept it just in case. The two proceeded to the shooting range downstairs.
The inside of the shooting range was much larger than it appeared from the outside. As he entered and looked around, Il-hyun pressed the button next to the wall. When the wall moved, a space opened up inside, and an incredible sight unfolded before his eyes. He had imagined a few guns at most, but he was mistaken.
The walls were crammed with various types of firearms. Glocks, Berettas, and revolvers, as well as shotguns, sniper rifles, and anti-objective rifles He gazed in awe at the various varieties and quantities, and Il-hyun asked him to choose the one he liked.
Ja-kyung’s eyes twinkled as he approached and checked the gun. When Il-hyun saw this, he smiled bitterly and muttered something.
“I’ve been treated less than a gun so far.”
Without pretending to hear it, Ja-kyung pulled out a rifle, checked it, and loaded the bullet. He turned immediately after attaching the buttstock to his shoulder and aimed at Kang Il-hyun, who was leaning against the door. Kang Il-hyun’s handsome face comes into the aiming point.
Bang, Ja-kyung pretended to shoot him, thus Il-hyun grabbed his heart and expressed pain. Ja-kyung lowered his gun in response to the absurd reaction.
“You wouldn’t even make a sound if you got shot by that, would you?”
“You will know when I got shot.”
He put the guns down and looked at them one by one, then pulled out a 38-caliber revolver. A snake was drawn on the handle.
“It was a gift from my father.”
“It’s amazing. Director, do you like snakes?”
“No. I like dragons.”
A snake could never become a dragon. Chairman Kang may have gifted this gun to confirm it.
“Shoot it.”
Ja-kyung turned towards the human target as soon as the words were spoken. The tumbler was pushed back after six bullets were placed in the cylinder. Il-hyun leaned against his back, pressed his lower body against his buttocks, and whispered into his ear.
“Think of it as someone you hate.”
Ja-kyung immediately took a stance, aimed, and fired. Bang, bang, bang, six bullets all flew through the target’s crotch. Il-hyun’s eyes narrowed. Ja-kyung quickly filled the bullets and shot right away. The target’s crotch is now tattered.
Il-hyun smiled bitterly.
“It’s not me, is it?”
Ja-kyung just filled the bullets without saying anything, and Kang Il-hyun came over and grabbed the gun.
“Let’s stop right here and get out. I can’t stand it any longer because it hurts so much there.”
He took the gun, returned it to its original place, and pressed the button. Ja-kyung frowned. He wanted to think of it as Kang Il-hyun and shoot him with a machine gun. Il-hyun told him he could shoot as much as he wanted, but if that was the case, he had no idea why he had brought him here.
Ja-kyung went out and walked straight to the elevator, but Il-hyun grabbed his arm and dragged him inside. Ja-kyung gave strength and endured as he remembered he took a stimulant before.
“Why. Where are you going?”
“Let’s watch a movie while you’re here.”
“I’m tired. I’ll just go up.”
“Don’t go. Watch it while lying down, so you can sleep.”
Il-hyun dragged his arm along with him. He saw a movie theater when he goes inside. There was a sofa bed with a large screen, as well as a refrigerator and a wine cellar.
“What would you like to watch?”
If he had to choose, he wanted to watch romance.
“It’s definitely not romance. War? SF? Thriller? Horror?”
It was because he obviously lacks imagination. Il-hyun assumed that killing people meant only watching movies like that. When Ja-kyung did not respond, he chose an unfamiliar Korean thriller film. Ja-kyung didn’t want to watch it, so he stood there, but Il-hyun dragged his arms and pushed him onto the bed.
The thriller contains gore elements, and the limbs are cut and stabbed from the start. In an instant, a man with a hilt thrusts a knife into the stomach of another man. Ja-kyung and Il-hyun, who were watching, both shook their heads almost at the same time.
“That’s not it.”
“Who holds a knife like that…”
“Why is he cutting like that? He doesn’t even know the basics.”
“Oh, it’s not there. The knife is gonna stuck because of the ribs.”
“Fuck. They made it without any research.”
Ja-kyung also agreed with that statement. It’s messed up.
“I agree. The director doesn’t seem to care. If I were the one who invested in this movie, I would’ve killed him in a fit of anger.”
Il-hyun stared at Ja-kyung instead of the screen. It was a face with a lot to say.
“Why?”
“How did you know?”
“What?”
“Our company’s affiliates train singers and actors and produce films. It was the first movie I invested in, but it failed. I was so angry that I tried to kill that director bastard, but I restrained myself.”
Despite knowing that it was such a movie, he still wanted to watch it together. Ja-kyung was about to say something but held back. He had completely forgotten that Kang Il-hyun’s company was involved in a variety of businesses such as trade, construction, distribution, entertainment, and hotels. But the more he watched the movie, the clearer it became why it was ruined. Knowing Kang Il-hyun’s personality, it was surprising that he did not kill the director.
He eventually turned it off without even watching half of it.