Chapter 11 - The Approaching Mastermind
The headquarters of Dikaiosyne, located in Gangnam, was a skyscraper that seed to pierce the sky.
[Information Division]
"Did you even look properly? Are you sure?"
The female employee of the Dio Guild's Information Division expressed her annoyance, smacking her gum loudly.
"How many tis do I have to say it? There are no clues besides the vehicle's dashcam!"
"This is driving crazy! Fuck!"
"Why are you taking your anger out on ? If you keep this up, I'll have no choice but to call Team Leader Lee-nim."
"Th-This b... Aish."
Seo Gwang-pal roughly scratched his bald head with his fingernails.
His scalp turned red, following the path of his nails.
Two weeks had passed since he'd begun searching for the so-called 'Purple Devil' under the orders of Combat Team Leader Lee Yu-seol.
He had run his feet off chasing the bastard's whereabouts, but he couldn't see any leads to a solution.
The man's tracks were, quite literally, as faint as a ghost's.
Seo Gwang-pal was getting anxious.
At this rate, it was as clear as day that not only would his year-end performance review be ruined, but he would also fail to get his contract renewed next year.
Feeling rushed, he decided to change his strategy.
"Supervisor Kim. We're all family here, so cut so slack. Here, here, this is a bribe. First, down this in one go."
Seo Gwang-pal took a can of coffee from his breast pocket, popped the top, and held it out.
The female employee, called Supervisor Kim, was beyond stressed out from so bald bastard harassing her since the morning.
At tis like this, high-caffeine is the best.
Pretending to give in, she spit out her gum and accepted the canned coffee.
"Please, just look for one last ti! I'm begging you like this!"
Seo Gwang-pal put his hands together and bowed his head.
At this point, Supervisor Kim's resolve weakened.
No, she just got tired of it.
"Fine, I get it, so just back off a bit. It's hot."
Supervisor Kim grabbed her mouse.
After a few clicks, the screen changed.
"Here, look."
A man in a purple mask appeared on the pixelated screen.
As the masked man lightly swung the back of his hand, Seo Gwang-pal was sent flying, slamd into a car, and passed out.
Supervisor Kim suppressed a burst of laughter.
"Pfft! Hunter Seo-nim. Are you aware that this part is making the rounds as a ?"
A vein popped on Seo Gwang-pal's shiny head.
'Pfft? Has this bitch lost her mind.'
The scene of Seo Gwang-pal being attacked by the Purple Devil had, in fact, beco a and was circulating on the internet.
The contents were bad enough, but the comnts were a real spectacle.
└ lolololol Seo Gwang-pal getting sent flying without any resistance is fucking hilarious lolololol
└ Haven't they revoked that bastard's Hunter license yet? Tsk tsk. This is karma! This is what you call a proper lesson!
└ The fact that they're still keeping trash like that just shows you the level of the Dio Guild.
As it is, the Dio Guild's reputation had already fallen, and now, because of Seo Gwang-pal, it was taking even more of a beating.
Before he knew it, Seo Gwang-pal had been pushed to the edge of a cliff.
'This is all because of that bastard Tinky Winky!'
Seo Gwang-pal struggled to maintain his composure.
"Skip this part. Is there anything after this?"
"This is all there is."
Afterward, the masked man moved in the opposite direction of the people heading for the ambulances.
And in the middle of the city, he vanished in the blink of an eye.
Seo Gwang-pal spoke.
"This doesn't make any sense. Did he soar into the sky, or disappear into the ground? What is that bastard, a god?"
"Ah, I don't know. Just go now. I have a mountain of work to do."
Gate analysis, tracking Villain movents, reviewing recruitnt data for new Hunters, etc.
The Dio Guild's Information Division was so busy with all sorts of tasks they didn't have a mont to spare.
She had only been playing along because Seo Gwang-pal was throwing a fit.
The task Seo Gwang-pal had given her was far down on the priority list.
'Damn it. Can't be helped.'
Seo Gwang-pal took out his secret weapon from his pocket.
It was another can of coffee.
"Here, drink this first."
"No, thank you. Do I look like soone who's crazy for coffee?"
"Hey. This isn't just any coffee. It's the T.O.P. of the bribe world."
Looking closely, next to the can of coffee, ten 50,000-won bills were held together with a rubber band.
Seeing this, the look in Supervisor Kim's eyes changed.
"Honestly. What do you take for?"
Contrary to her refusing words, her actions were the opposite.
Supervisor Kim quickly checked the location of the CCTV and then naturally opened her desk drawer.
"I'll drink it later. Thank you."
"Right. Right!"
Seo Gwang-pal tossed the can of coffee into the drawer.
With that, the deal was made.
Supervisor Kim hung an IC card around her neck and stood up from her seat.
"Wait here a mont. I'm going to the Transportation Division."
The Republic of Korea is a small piece of land.
If you're limiting it to the tropolitan area, it gets even smaller.
The Dio Guild's Transportation Division was a place that tracked road congestion caused by Gate occurrences.
On the surface, that is.
In reality, they hacked into the National Police Agency's Traffic Investigation Unit, which was under the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure and Transport, to gather information advantageous to the Dio Guild.
"Take your ti. I'll be waiting, darling."
"Ugh. What's with him?"
As soon as Supervisor Kim disappeared, Seo Gwang-pal plopped his wide ass down in the chair she had been sitting in.
He then proceeded to gulp down the can of coffee that Supervisor Kim had been drinking.
Seo Gwang-pal glanced around, then whistled as he opened the drawer.
And then he retrieved the 50,000-won bills he had attached to the can of coffee.
"Gave it and took it right back. You bitch."
At the end of his chuckling gaze.
On the monitor, the scene of Seo Gwang-pal being sent flying by the man in the purple mask was still repeating.
Watching it, his anger began to boil over.
Without realizing it, he crushed the coffee can he was holding in his hand.
"You purple-headed son of a bitch. Just you wait until I catch you."
Team Leader Lee Yu-seol had ordered Seo Gwang-pal to recruit the masked man into the Dio Guild.
However, Seo Gwang-pal had no intention of listening to her.
"I'll kill you with my own hands. I swear it."
A short while later, Supervisor Kim returned.
"What the. Did you drink my coffee? After you're the one who gave it to ..."
"Aish! I'll buy you another one! I'll buy you a whole box! Anyway... did you find anything?"
"Aish."
The female employee sat down at her desk and tapped at her computer.
"The Transportation Division found a man with a similar description. We couldn't pinpoint his exact route, though."
After the First Gate burst open, the recovery of Seoul's inner-city traffic network was slow due to monster appearances.
In particular, once you left the Seoul area, there were many blind spots where CCTVs weren't installed.
"This is the person, right?"
A figure who had hopped on the back of a motorcycle was captured on the black-and-white screen.
His back was to the cara so his face wasn't visible, but looking at the old jumper he was wearing, his description was similar to the man Seo Gwang-pal was looking for.
"Found him."
The corners of Seo Gwang-pal's mouth lifted.
"This is the final piece of data. We can't tell where he went after this."
"This is enough. Just print a copy of this."
Supervisor Kim held out a piece of paper that she had printed.
Seo Gwang-pal stared intently at the tuned motorcycle in the photo.
On the motorcycle, along with flashy LED lights, a flag was attached.
— Dalbong Quick Bullet Service!
Seo Gwang-pal sneered and gritted his teeth.
"You rat bastard. Just you wait."
......
My grandmother was admitted to the Sejong Cancer Center.
Dressed in a hospital gown, my grandmother earnestly pleaded with before we parted.
"Don't you dare tell Seong-min. Tell him Granny went on a trip. Got it?"
It was because she didn't want to needlessly worry my younger brother.
"A trip? If you're gonna lie, at least make it believable."
"Then I ain't gettin' admitted right now!"
"Fine, I get it. Now hurry up and go inside."
After a long back-and-forth with my grandmother, we finally parted ways.
After she receives the heavy-ion therapy, my grandmother will be completely cured.
Returning to my daily life, I went to work as always.
VREEE!!
Wearing a helt, I focused on welding, sending sparks flying.
The president had beco quiet since that day.
He didn't verbally abuse the employees, and as promised, he replaced the press.
It was an old, secondhand model, but the safety risk was significantly reduced.
In any case, it was a good thing.
Kkalkki approached .
"Cap'n. What's the work schedule for the after-noon?"
"Let's manufacture the parts on A-line and assemble them on B-line."
"Got it, Cap'n!"
It was a typical conversation we had at the factory.
However, I lowered my voice and asked again.
"What about the 'real' work?"
Kkalkki secretly moved his head closer.
"The proto-type is fini-shed."
He then gestured with his chin toward a rusty container on the outskirts of the factory.
That was a place that had been abandoned for a long ti.
It was originally for the employees' break room.
But after an incident where an employee died of heatstroke in the middle of sumr because there wasn't even a fan, let alone an air conditioner, it was shut down.
It was the optimal place to use as our secret base.
"Show after work.”
"Got it, Cap'n!"
As we were having our secret conversation, soone walked over from the distance.
A height of well over 190cm and a scrawny fra.
I recognized who it was at a single glance.
It was the gang's second-in-command, the lanky guy.
In an instant, the atmosphere inside the factory froze.
Everyone's gaze turned to the president.
The president, startled, waved his hands in denial.
"It wasn't ! I didn't call him!"
He didn't look like he was lying.
If that's the case.
Why did this man co here?
For revenge on ?
Or to cause trouble?
'That's possible.'
However, there was sothing strange.
Unlike before, the lanky guy had co alone.
He hadn't brought a single one of his underlings.
The lanky guy stood before my eyes.
We had a huge brawl, but to be honest, I didn't dislike this lanky guy all that much.
I'm not trying to glorify the gang, but should I say I felt a strange sort of attachnt to him?
'I have a bigger dislike for the cowardly types who bully the weak, like Seo Gwang-pal.'
I took off the safety gloves I was wearing.
"Why? Here for another round? Let's take it outside."
The lanky guy shook his head.
"I didn't co here to fight."
He looked at the president.
"President Kim. It's okay if I talk with Choi-ssi here for a bit, right?"
"Oh, of course."
The president groveled before the gang mber.
"Cap'n."
I patted the shoulder of Kkalkki, who was making a worried face.
"It's fine."
Even if the lanky guy tried a surprise attack, I didn't think I would lose.
If I used
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