Chapter 213 – Conspiracy Revealed (3)

“Hello.”

Hearing the nasty echo mixed with nasal sounds, Park Seong-jin frowned. He had to stare at the screen of his cell phone even though it wasn’t a video call. The name [Park Man-seok] Appeared on the phone screen. This time, it was clear that the man sent to the basement to keep an eye on Jung Soo-hyeon, but when I called, a madman was answering.

Seongjin Park asked cautiously.

“What. This? Oh, isn’t that Park Man-seok’s cell phone number?”

“For me. Mansuk.”

Park Seong-jin frowned at the words Man-seok. It was because he was running a business as well as building management, and even the energy wasted on this trivial squabble was a waste. He frowned and cursed at Man-seok.

“Fuck, hey, don’t play around and watch properly dude. Uh? What kind of nose is your boy? “

“Okay. Surveillance is currently well underway. How are the other things going?”

“You know what to do with that, dude. I’ll send you my paycheck tomorrow. Keep an eye on it. Stop her fucking hum, what is Namheung doing with her?”

“Nami is looking at the surveillance camera right now. I came out to smoke a little bit.”

Park Seong-jin didn’t know why Man-seok called Nam-heung ‘Nami’, but he thought he had developed a nickname because they became closer. Seongjin Park said.

“Oh, yes. Then I’ll go to work If you have anything unusual, please report it unconditionally. Got it?”

“Yes. I get it. Are you coming tomorrow?”

“Why are you going there, kid? I’m busy these days I am running several businesses this time.”

“Ah, I heard you. The Seoul landmark is under construction.”

“Oh, right. That’s so awesome After that is over, you guys will get a bonus from Duduk. Don’t worry, I’m watching. Okay?”

“Yes, I understand.”

The phone is disconnected. The CCTV, which was turned on nominally just in case, was playing back images of Suhyeon sleeping or washing in the bathroom with only the sound of running water, or watching TV or exercising. Park Man-seok texted Lee Jun-hyeok.

[Landmark construction and group goals seem to be related.]

After this message was delivered to Lee Jun-hyeok, it was also delivered to Jeong Su-hyeon and Ichie, Seong Ha-yeon and Kim Yu-jeong, and also to Lee Hyun-woo and the heads of [Diamond Club] And [Paradise] Who are pursuing terrorist groups.

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“What’s in here?”

I was looking at the meandering waves of the Han River. In the duck boat that swims vigorously from daylight, leisurely travelers were sticking out their selfie sticks on the riverside. Song Yeo-ul Hunter of the Diamond Club asked me another question while smoking a cigarette next to me.

I saw people sitting on the banks of the Han River. People boiling ramen, people setting up tents and taking naps, and people riding bicycles busily. When I thought that these people might be in danger, tension naturally rose in my chest.

I said.

“They said there might be a connection between the landmark construction and the terrorist group. So we sneak in and film the inside of the construction site.”

“Okay. So, are we going to the construction site over there?”

“Yes.”

And from the roof of the building we were standing on, the construction site was clearly visible. It was a structure on the bridge to complete the ‘Renaissance Seoul’, the pledge of the newly elected mayor. Originally, it was planned to be built in 30 places, but I heard that it was reduced to 14 places due to budget problems in Seoul and several circumstances.

“Then shall we do it quickly? I don’t know how far I can go into the construction site.”

“They say that only ‘special technicians’ enter the internal security area. Maybe there is something there.”

People were moving busily at the place where construction was underway, and people walking along the Han River frowned or shook their heads at the noise of the construction. I changed into the construction site clothes prepared by the guild and looked at Hunter Song Yeoul. He, too, changed his clothes and put on her hard hat.

Both Nana and Hunter Song Yeoul were hunters whose faces sold quite a bit, so I made sure to wear a mask and goggles. Hunter Song Yeowul gave me the construction worker’s card that was attached to her clothes. I checked the pseudonym on the card and nodded.

“Then let’s go.”

He tapped my shoulder with one hand that was only the lid of the pot. After sweeping my back once, I went down the stairs with Song Yeoul Hunter. Near the entrance to the construction site, workers were seen drinking water while sitting in their seats. It seemed like it was time for a break.

We naturally presented our identification cards to the man guarding the entrance to the construction site. The man who checked the card nodded his head and let us in.

The inside of the construction site was busy as if excavating ancient ruins. Reinforcing bars were sticking out from all sides, and people carrying bricks on their backs were constantly coming and going on the simple stairs. There was the sound of welding in the corner, and occasionally the sound of tool swinging and shouting.

A neatly dressed safety officer was looking around with a smile on his face, and someone was smoking in a corner. Regularity seemed to be a non-existent word here. A Southeast Asian man with a thick beard spat on the floor and looked at us.

“Hey! Courtney! What are you doing? Go and work!”

And a man who looked much older than him hit the Southeast Asian on the head with a hard hat and sent him in to work quickly. He seems to have been on this site for a long time, so we quickly went inside the site to avoid making eye contact with him.

Hunter Song Yeoul said to me in a small voice.

“Can you see the way in?”

“No. I’ll have to do some work to find it. For now, I can’t just run around in this outfit.”

I said that and headed for the brick delivery area. After achieving the Hunter Class C, I was able to lift a load of bricks lighter than carrying a backpack. As I lightly lifted the fork filled with bricks, a worker drinking coffee next to me whistled.

“If you overdo it, you won’t wake up tomorrow.”

“Ah, this is fine. Where can I move this?”

“There on the 4th floor. Bring it to the fourth floor.”

“Yes.”

I started climbing the stairs with the bricks on. When I checked Hunter Song Yeoul, he was pulling a cart and going somewhere. He seemed to be looking for an entrance to the ‘special construction area’ that he, too, was said to be inside.

When I went up to the fourth floor, workers were busily stacking bricks. After I handed over the bricks, I spoke to one of the workers.

“Here I brought a brick.”

“Oh, leave it there.”

“Hey, do you know where the special construction area is? Did the person downstairs say you should get something from there?”

“Uh? A special construction area?”

The worker turned his face away. Dirt from the bricks was white on the certification. His eyes were yellow and red, but the effect of alcohol seemed to be greater than fatigue. He blinked and looked at me, then said.

“There, if you go downstairs here, there is a pile of sashes. Is there a door next to it? You can go there.”

“Yes. Thank you.”

“Oh, yes. But before you go, bring some more Rengar. Then it fits perfectly.”

“Yes?”

“Brick.”

“Ah yes!”

I put another brick on it, and then I shook my hands and greeted the worker again. The worker was turning his back on me while working, and I texted Song Yeoul Hunter.

[There is an entrance where the sashes are stacked on the third floor.]

As soon as I sent the text, I got a reply.

[There is also a door on the first floor. I go there If you see any machinery, take a picture of it and be careful not to get caught]

[All right.]

I closed my phone and carefully went down to the third floor.

On the third floor, there were many unmounted window frames piled up. It seemed to have lunar objects inside. As if entering a back alley of a store or a theme park, I made my way through the window frames. Between the windows, I could see a door with a glowing blue light. There was a security card device in front of the door.

“Oh fuck.”

I frowned and shook my head. Where should I get a security card? I scratched my head and looked around. Who didn’t spill the security card? Does anyone play boomerang with a security card? I passed the time by wandering around the room, touching the sashes. The third-floor worker gave me a strange look when he saw me touching the sash. I ended up not being able to enter the door and had to get out.

When I went down to the first floor, Hunter Song Yeo-ul was pulling the cart again. I brought the brick cart back and asked Hunter Song Yeoul.

“How have you been?”

“I think you should have a security card.”

“Should we wait until the technicians get off work? They should be going to work too.”

“Is that so? That must be right.”

Song Yeo-ul nodded her head. I followed the instructions again and gazed at the security doors with my security card.