NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 117



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Kyung Sung Scandal (6)

The letter that Lieutenant Tsugimoto sent to his family during his last moments is now in the hands of Squad Leader Miwa, through the hands of Inspector Zenigata, for some unknown reason.

So, here’s a question that arises.

“Where did you get this?”

“I got it from the post office.”

“post office?”

“Yes, Lieutenant Tsugimoto must have been in quite a hurry because there were some mistakes in the address field.”

When I looked at the envelope as Zenigata had said, there was a typo in the address field, just as he had said.

Because of this, the letter was not properly addressed and instead of crossing the ocean, it seemed to have wandered around the post office and ended up in Miwa’s hands…

“So where did you get this?”

“I said it was a post office.”

“So what I’m asking is why you stopped by the post office.”

“That’s… … . It’s a very personal matter, so I feel a bit awkward talking about it.”

“Personal matter?”

“yes.”

“Huh, did you run some personal business during work hours?”

“… … Because it’s urgent.”

Miwa’s head became complicated by Zenigata’s extremely suspicious actions.

‘Did you stop by the post office to send a letter somewhere? Or did you send money? Then, where?’

Miwa didn’t know anything about Inspector Zenigata, but she knew a little about the Ghost of Keijo.

‘If the ghost of Gyeongseong sent a letter or money, it would have been sent to a housekeeper in Shanghai or a Buddhist monk in Manchuria.’

While thinking that in my head, on the other hand, this whole situation was so suspicious.

‘No matter what… … . This is too suspicious… … .’

The ghost he knew wasn’t the kind of guy who would leak information so carelessly.

‘That guy is leaking information here and there? Why?’

Usually, the information that a ghost leaks is likely to be information that the person wants to show or information that can be shown to others without any problems.

Isn’t that why, up until now, the special investigation team members, including Miwa, have been chasing the ghost of Gyeongseong, but they haven’t been able to find out his identity, let alone his name or appearance?

The name Gyeongseong’s Ghost was not given to him for fun by others.

It was a complex name that brought about a mixture of fear and awe among the imperial police of Joseon, including Gyeongseong, because he was clearly a person who existed before our eyes, but at the same time, he was a person who did not exist.

The entity that has repeatedly evaded the Imperial Police’s relentless pursuit over the past few months, while instead causing great damage to them, is now spreading information here and there?

Rather, this felt more suspicious.

‘Could it be… … that Zenigata has no connection to the Gyeongseong ghost?’

Normally, it would be correct to think like this.

However, Miwa and the class president, who had been gifted with an unforgettable and horrifying time by the ghost of Gyeongseong over the past few months, had different thoughts.

‘… … There’s nothing good about making decisions easily.’

The thoughts that Inspector Zenigata might be a ghost of Gyeongseong and that he might not be a ghost clashed in Miwa’s head.

But Miwa didn’t come to a conclusion.

I just left it as a mess.

“… …Thank you for your hard work.”

“thank you.”

“You must have had a hard day today. You should go in first.”

“Oh, is that okay?”

“Isn’t it only natural that honest labor should be rewarded accordingly?”

Inspector Zenigata smiled and packed his bags at Miwa’s words that he could leave work early.

“Then, let’s go first!”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

As soon as Inspector Zenigata left, Team Leader Miwa immediately called her team members.

“It’s a pity.”

“yes?”

“Could you please tail Inspector Zenigata for a bit?”

“Uh… … . Inspector Zenigata?”

“Don’t ask why, just keep an eye on him while keeping a safe distance so that he won’t be caught.”

Kishida nodded his head in confusion when he suddenly heard the mysterious order to watch over his colleagues.

“Oh, I understand.”

“Thank you.”

After organizing the work to some extent, Miwa and the squad leader took a deep breath and calmed their minds.

He wiped out the ghosts of Gyeongseong and Inspector Zenigata from his mind and filled the empty space with thoughts of the Joseon Army Headquarters in Yongsan and Major Tsugimoto.

Then he carefully opened the last letter that Major Tsugimoto had sent to his family before he died.

* * *

Let’s turn back the clock for a moment to the night when all this chaos began.

So, on that day, Lee Jeong’s spy activities were discovered while investigating Mr. Lee in Gyeongseong under the orders of Kim Jwa-jin, and he was killed by Mr. Lee.

Lieutenant Tsugimoto, that is, I was quietly writing a letter in the corner of the room.

“Hmm… … What should I write?”

The real Major Tsugimoto was already dead and turned into dung for wild beasts, but thanks to the help of the Major, who was quite cooperative with the cause of Joseon’s independence, I knew about his family relationships in detail.

But knowing that and actually figuring out what the atmosphere was like were two entirely different things.

‘Just because I know Major Tsugimoto’s family relationships doesn’t mean I know everything about the family atmosphere… … I don’t think I can write a letter carelessly.’

What I am writing now is a letter, but it is closer to a report than a letter.

First of all, it had to take the form of a letter to be sent to the family, but if you look at the contents, you have to include various devices that make it clear that something bad has happened to Major Tsugimoto.

Naturally, trying to write a letter like this gave me a headache and made me feel like I was going to die.

‘To my dear mother… … . Hmm… … . No. Then to my beloved parents… … ? This isn’t it either.’

Since most work has been replaced by paperwork via mobile phone or laptop, it has been a long time since I have written something by hand.

Of course, I have written reports and design drawings by hand before, but it was closer to writing them on my soulmate’s laptop first and then transferring them by hand, so it wasn’t really done by hand.

But this time it’s different.

This trip to Gyeongseong was a bit dangerous, so I left my laptop in Shanghai for fear that it might fall into enemy hands.

That is why, now, I have to think of this letter myself and write it by hand.

‘What should I write?’

Fortunately, Lieutenant Commander Tsugimoto is not a person with particularly good writing skills.

So the burden was a little less… … .

‘It’s blocked right from the west gate.’

Since the address will be intentionally written incorrectly anyway, this letter will never reach the Tsugimoto family.

This is a letter exclusively for the high-ranking military officials or Chief Miwa of the Government-General, who are keeping their eyes peeled every day to catch me.

To put it simply, you could say it’s a Korean version of a chain letter.

‘This letter started in Gyeongseong… … It’s not something you can write like that.’

The longer I pondered, the less I could put the pen to use.

“Write… … . I have to write something.”

Time just passed by relentlessly.

If I kept putting it off like this, there was a chance that my plan would go awry again.

“hmm…….”

After thinking about it for a long time… … I finally picked up the pen.

I don’t know Lieutenant Tsugimoto very well.

But I do know what people in this age group usually worry about, and how people who are mentally challenged react.

So, I tried to mix these two appropriately.

[Mother, I think I found out something terrible today that I shouldn’t have known… … .]

Once the water flowed, the subsequent content came out like a motor in my hand.

As my pen passed over the rough paper, Major Tsugimoto, a corrupt officer, was transformed into a true soldier who tried to set right the justice of the Empire of Japan.

The traitor who stole military supplies from the North Korean military headquarters in Yongsan was not Major Tsugimoto, but rather a high-ranking official in Yongsan.

At that point, I began to wonder if this was a letter or a well-written novel.

“Phew… … . It’s over.”

The letter is complete.

But that’s not the end.

“The real thing is different~”

The letter is just bait to attract fish.

There is a separate net to catch all the fish at once.

* * *

[… … I don’t think I’ll be able to go back to my hometown this winter because the staff at headquarters seem to be suspicious of me. Please stay healthy until we meet again.]

Miwa folded Tsugimoto’s letter in half.

“… … .”

The contents of the letter were quite shocking.

‘It seems that Lieutenant Commander Tsugimoto was investigating the corruption and irregularities taking place at the Yongsan headquarters.’

If the contents of the letter are true, Major Tsugimoto, a supply officer at the Yongsan Korean Garrison Command, must have been suspicious of the frequent occurrence of empty or missing military supplies in the warehouse and personally investigated the matter.

However, as he got closer to the truth of the case, the pressure from his superiors grew stronger, and by the time he wrote this letter, he seemed to have felt his life was in danger.

‘However, I only found evidence of corruption in the command, and did not write down exactly where the military supplies disappeared to.’

Miwa put the letter aside and sorted out her mind, which was cluttered with all sorts of information.

‘So… … Lieutenant General Tsugimoto found out about the corruption in the Joseon Army Command and died while investigating it, but did he not know what the corruption was that the Command actually committed?’

If the contents of the letter are true, their corruption must be on an unimaginably enormous scale.

But there’s no way to know to what extent.

‘If they were to find out corruption in the headquarters, they must have hidden the ledger somewhere… … .’

If we could get our hands on Tsugimoto’s ledger, we would be able to easily uncover the corruption at the Yongsan Command.

But that wasn’t the end of it all.

‘Then, even if the military killed Tsugimoto… … why was our special agent found in the headquarters warehouse?’

This was truly an unprecedented mystery.

Why did a person who was doing well in Manchuria have to die in Gyeongseong?

It was something I had no idea about.

‘Come to think of it, I think they were talking about something like we killed Lieutenant Tsugimoto.’

A little while ago.

From what I heard from Inspector Zenigata, it seemed that the North Korean military headquarters in Yongsan thought that the Government-General was behind the murder of Major Tsugimoto.

‘why?’

It was a headache in many ways.

One thing that is certain is that the Japanese military in Yongsan is expressing considerable hatred toward the Governor-General.

Once again the investigation has hit a wall.

Miwa and the captain reread the letter several times out of frustration, but it seemed like there was nothing worth salvaging from it.

When you’re just wasting time like that.

Miwa and the class president saw a freshly delivered Chosun Ilbo newspaper this morning.

The Chosun Ilbo’s lead story today was about a large-scale attack by the Bulyeongseon people in the imperial province of Kwantung in the north.

Although it had already been several days, the Chosun Ilbo covered the news quite seriously, including details about the level of power of the so-called independence fighters and how this incident had occurred.

But Miwa wasn’t interested in such things.

The independence fighters he thinks of are ordinary.

‘Even so, they’re just a bunch of bandits.’

It was all at the level of a mere bandit.

However, what was written in the newspaper and the photos taken of them were a bit different.

At a glance, it was clear that the bandit-like appearance of before had disappeared, and that they looked like the regular army of a country, a terrifying sight.

“hmm.”

The emergence of such a fearsome armed group in the north of Joseon was tantamount to an announcement that Joseon’s security could soon become unstable.

As the workload seemed to increase, a question arose in Miwa and the squad leader’s mind.

‘How on earth did these guys get this equipment?’

And then suddenly.

Lieutenant General Tsugimoto’s letter came to mind.

There is talk that the Yongsan Garrison Command is smuggling military supplies somewhere.

And finally, the northern pirates were armed with powerful weapons.

‘… … ?’

In Miwa’s head, things that shouldn’t be connected were connected one by one.

“Huh, I guess I’m a little impatient too.”

Miwa folded the newspaper and laughed at herself for thinking such things… But when she thought about it carefully, the circumstances were incredibly coincidental.

‘No, it won’t be.’

Miwa denied this with all her might.

It can’t be helped that there is a problem with the loyalty of the soldiers, but they are still people who serve His Majesty the Emperor.

Those guys deal with the enemy… …?

‘That’s nonsense… … . It has to be nonsense… … .’

Miwa denied this.

But now, the military has caused chaos by claiming that it will look after its own interests in the midst of a national disaster such as a major earthquake, and has shown itself to be indifferent to the suffering of the people and only cares about its own interests.

And Major Tsugimoto died while investigating the corruption and irregularities of this command.

As these pieces of information were pieced together one by one… … the results were suspiciously confident.

This means that the North Korean military headquarters in Yongsan has some kind of relationship with the Manchurian independence army.

‘Even if I’m crazy, I’m seriously crazy.’

Miwa thought she was crazy.

But for that to be the case… … everything was fitting together so naturally.

Even Major Tsugimoto, who was murdered by someone, and the special agent of the Government-General who should have been in Manchuria were discovered at the Chosun Army Command base in Yongsan… … .

All of this was telling me that Miwa and the class president were not crazy.

NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 118