NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 145



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Hunter and the Prey (4)

In broad daylight, some crazy guy boldly entered the main gate of the Oriental Development Company and slaughtered the company’s executives.

It is said that he then shot and killed the police who had been dispatched to capture the criminal and leisurely ran away.

Since the incident occurred in broad daylight at the Oriental Development Company located right in the heart of Jongno, there were more than a few people who watched it in real time.

So even though the media was quiet, the people of Gyeongseong spread the news little by little.

Whenever two or more people gathered together, they would start talking about the Oriental Development Company terrorism.

Of course, what they were curious about wasn’t the culprit.

Because the culprit was obvious anyway.

“Who did it?”

“Of course it’s the ghost of Gyeongseong!”

“How can you be so sure? Other guys could have done it.”

“Who else? The soldiers from Daegu and Pyongyang are infiltrating Gyeongseong and targeting the Oriental Development Company instead of the Government-General?”

“Hmm… … . That’s true too.”

“The culprit is the ghost of Gyeongseong. Even my three-year-old son knows this.”

People who have lived in Gyeongseong for a long time, including Koreans, Japanese, foreigners who came over, and Chinese workers, all unanimously concluded that the culprit of this incident was the Ghost of Gyeongseong.

In the first place, he went into a place where no ordinary person would even set foot and shot and killed all the high-ranking officials of the company.

But since it managed to escape without being caught, if it wasn’t a ghost, then that would be a problem in its own right.

So, rather than worrying for nothing, the people of Gyeongseong just thought that the ghost of Gyeongseong had done something again.

That’s why I felt at ease.

Koreans who heard this news were delighted, as they were suspected of secretly supporting immigrants from Japan and brutally suppressing tenant farmers in the many tenant disputes that occurred last year and this year, and they were also the ones who had been sucking the blood of Koreans by sticking their faces in places where they could make money.

“Seeing the Japanese struggling while being unable to do anything about that one guy who is the ghost of Gyeongseong makes me feel relieved.”

“Who says no? In the past, even if we made eye contact, their expressions would change… … Konoya! Koi! Those guys who used to go, “Konoyaro! Koi!” now can’t even make eye contact properly?”

“Isn’t it all thanks to the ghost of our great Gyeongseong? If the Waegyeongs do something bad, just do it!”

“Hahaha, who said no? Thanks to that, the Japanese living in the village across the street are happy because the Japanese police have become docile.”

“Is that so? Well… … . The Japanese police have been really ill-tempered all this time.”

Here, two young people were tilting their heads while looking at the trading status in front of the Gyeongseong Stock Exchange.

“By the way, something big is going on… … .”

“Why? Did that ghost finally blow up the Governor-General’s Office?”

“I wish it were so.”

“What kind of nonsense is that?”

“I’m talking about stocks! Stocks.”

“stock?”

Ironically, the stock price of the Oriental Development Company soared on the news that its executives had been killed or injured in an attack by unknown individuals.

“Why? Did the stock price fall a lot?”

“No, it actually went up.”

“You went up?”

If it were an ordinary person, they would have thought that something big had happened to the company and tried to sell their stocks before something happened to the company.

However, Gyeongseong’s stock exchange had long been occupied by ‘speculators’ rather than ‘investors’.

And speculators are a different breed from ordinary investors in their way of thinking.

“What! The Oriental Development Company was attacked?”

“Many executives died or were injured?!”

“The president said he would do it today or tomorrow!”

A normal person would have thought that the company was in big trouble at this point, but the half-crazy speculator thought differently.

“Then wouldn’t the executives of the Oriental Development Company be completely replaced?”

“Perhaps the new president will be able to solve the chronic deficit problem of the Oriental Development Company?”

“And since there has been a terrorist attack, the Governor-General’s Office may also launch a new manpower and weapons acquisition project to respond to it.”

“So where should I invest?”

“Of course, it’s the Oriental Development Company and the military industry!”

“There are no military companies on the stock exchange!”

“You idiot! There are places like Joseon Mulsan, Joseon Jiju, and Dongyang Mulsan!”

“What kind of place is that?”

“I don’t know either! But since the company name includes words like trade, real estate, and landowner, I guess they also deal in weapons?”

If someone had heard it, they would have exclaimed, “That’s the closest thing to a dog’s voice they’ve ever heard,” but it seemed to have sounded a little different to speculators.

“Wow… … . You’re a genius!”

“What am I.”

“No! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have caught the stocks that would go up tomorrow!”

At this moment, an old man who had been quietly listening nearby joined the conversation between the two young men.

“This guy is really brilliant and has quick hands. He picks stocks that will go up. He’s a real genius.”

“It feels a bit… strange.”

“What’s strange? Calling a cripple a cripple.”

“Umm… … .”

“Then, I guess I’ll have to trust the young people and pick up a few Joseon products.”

“Hey, sir! We’re far away!”

Thanks to the efforts of speculators who made smoke from their quiet huts, the Gyeongseong Stock Exchange continued to rise day after day.

The stock price of Dongyang Development Company, which had been sluggish due to poor business performance, suddenly rebounded as speculators flocked to it.

And at the center of these speculators is the god of investment who ranked 2nd on Forbes’ list of the people Joseon people most want to kill (never done so) and 1st on the list of the people Joseon investors most want to be like!

“Hey, everyone’s busy.”

There was Daegal Daegam and Yun Deok-yeong.

“Daaaaaaaaaaam!”

“Oh my goodness, Lord Yoon!”

“Your Majesty has arrived!”

As soon as he set foot in the Gyeongseong Exchange, a place was prepared for him in the crowded Gyeongseong Exchange, just as Moses parted the Red Sea with the power of God.

The so-called investors gathered here did not forget to be very careful not to step on Yoon Deok-young’s shadow.

“Oh, everyone. You’ve all had a hard time.”

“Oh no… … . No.”

“Compared to you, my lord, we are nothing more than sand lances, pyramids, or something like that. Hahaha!”

“Originally, spicy fish stew made with anchovies or pyrami was more delicious.”

“Is that so? Hahaha!”

“Your Majesty, if you could give me a quick hint as to which stocks will rise today… … .”

Yoon Deok-young is someone who has benefited greatly from the abnormal stock price rise that has occurred over the past few weeks, with his stocks skyrocketing anywhere from three to four times the value in just a few days, to as much as several dozen times the value.

Originally, this information should have been kept secret, but Daegal Daegam had a big head… no, armed with a superior brain and cool-headedness that encompassed all the knowledge in the world, Daegal Daegam followed the example of Dangun Wanggeom’s Hongik Ingan spirit of benefiting the world and promoted the benefits of stocks to the people of Gyeongseong, so that nine out of ten people in Gyeongseong knew this information.

The basis for this action by Daegal Daegam was that he wanted to become a so-called fisher of men by activating the stock market more and inducing more fish to be caught in the net.

Of course, this was just an excuse that Daegal Daegam made up to deceive himself and faithfully carry out his desires, and in reality, it was just to suck up a little more money when making a killing.

Well, anyway, thanks to the skillful public opinion manipulation(?) of the great tycoon, many people in Gyeongseong, especially those from wealthy families, were drawn into the stock market.

Naturally, most of the families that are said to be wealthy in Gyeongseong today were people who sold the country to Japan during the Korean Empire.

Even if that weren’t the case, most of them either made a fortune by sucking the life out of tenant farmers, or they made money by beating up workers’ wages.

“Your Majesty, thanks to you I have benefited greatly again. How can I express my gratitude… … .”

“Haha, I’m glad you got a big raise.”

“Your Majesty! I am planning to invest in Dongyang Development Company this time. What do you think the future prospects of this stock are?”

“Byeoksu! Byeoksu! Byeoksu you guy!”

“Your Majesty! Your Majesty!”

“Your Majesty the Wall!”

Yoon Deok-young was enjoying his celebrity life today as usual, surrounded by numerous acquaintances from the stock exchange.

He didn’t have a penny in his hand, but he never went hungry, was never bored, and even had a feast with gisaengs every night.

“Ugh, I’m so drunk… … .”

And so, today, our great lord Daegal was on his way back home, leisurely, with both hands full of gifts, having been treated to a sumptuous meal by his new ‘friend’ at the Gyeongseong Exchange.

“Hehehe, wooheehee. In a few days, my wealth will have multiplied several times~♬”

Our great lord Daegal was always happy and joyful as he thought about his increasing wealth day by day.

In the past, if you wanted to make money like this, it was difficult to do so even if you had to squeeze the tenant farmers below you without mercy, but now, you don’t have to do that; with a few clicks of a ballpoint pen at the exchange, money increases as if it were being printed out on a copy machine. Isn’t it really easy?

“No more, no less, just like now~”

Thinking about the wealth that was piling up in his safe every day, Daegal Daegam came to one conclusion.

‘The independence movement makes money!’

It may sound crazy, but that’s what Daegal felt, having made more money helping the ghosts of Gyeongseong than he did selling out his country.

‘Hehehe… … Later, when Joseon becomes independent, should I cling to that ghost and become a parasite and ask for a position? How much did I give him… … Later, if I ask for a position in a tax administration position, he’ll know his duty and give me a position. Or, if I just grab onto his trouser leg and hang on for a position… … ‘

When Daegal Daegam spread his wings of happy imagination and drew his own happy future.

“Master Byeoksoo.”

A familiar yet unpleasant voice coming from somewhere mercilessly destroyed his garden of happiness.

“Uh, yeah?”

Daegal felt the alcohol in his body slowly disappearing and he glanced back to see a police officer staring at him.

It was a face that seemed strangely familiar, yet somehow unfamiliar. It was a face I had met before.

“who……?”

“He is the head of the special investigation unit under the National Police Agency.”

Miwa was the class president.

He walked toward the police chief, carrying a short baton and twirling it around.

“What does the chief of the police investigation department have to do with me? Oh! Are you trying to report the theft incident from last time?”

Daegal Daegam flinched for a moment, but soon acted calmly as if nothing had happened and treated him calmly.

But Miwa and the class president looked different than usual.

“There’s a strange rumor going around Gyeongseong these days.”

“rumor?”

“There is a rumor that the god of stocks has descended upon the Gyeongseong Stock Exchange.”

“Ahem.”

“But what’s really strange is… … . As far as I know, I’ve heard that the stock prices of Gyeongseong are currently being forcibly raised by two people named Kuroda Kyuichi and Oh Tae-sik, who are giving and receiving shares to each other.”

“Is that so? This is the first time I’ve heard of that… … .”

Miwa was getting closer and closer to Lord Daegal.

“But… … In the stock market, which is swayed by these two people, there was someone who suddenly made a lot of money?”

“… … .”

“Your Majesty, isn’t it truly amazing?”

Miwa was smiling, but his face did not show his usual friendliness or kindness.

“… …Why is that so strange?”

“It’s strange. It’s strange.”

Before we knew it, Miwa and her team leader had come right up to Daegal.

And behind the great sergeant, there were police officers who had taken their places at some point.

“I think that the characters Kuroda Kyuichi and Oh Tae-shik are one of the many fake identities possessed by the Gyeongseong Ghost.”

“… … .”

“If I may add a little of my opinion… … . If there is someone who made money from the board created by the ghost of Gyeongseong… … . Couldn’t it be interpreted that there is some kind of relationship with them?”

Without realizing it, Daegal raised his hand and hit Miwa and the squad leader hard on the cheek.

-slam!

“Wha, how impertinent! Inoum! Do you know who I am and yet you come out so impertinently!”

“I am Byeoksu Daegam, a loyal subject of the Empire of Japan and a Viscount of Joseon.”

“Yes! I am a subject of His Majesty the Emperor, the great sun of the Empire of Japan! How much effort did I put in to present this land to His Majesty the former king, and how dare you doubt me? Me!?”

Daegal Daegam became very angry and started arguing with Miwa and the squad leader, but her opponent showed no response, which was frightening.

“That’s why I’m politely asking you to come to the police station.”

“What, what?”

“Bring it.”

At Miwa’s words, the police brought in a man who had been beaten so badly that his face was unrecognizable and showed him to the chief inspector.

“Would you like to know who it is?”

“What on earth did you do to my butler… … !”

“It was just a light questioning.”

“Light interrogation?! How can that be considered light interrogation! They’re treating people like rags… … .”

“Your limbs are still attached intact.”

Miwa grabbed the arm of the great lord Daegal tightly.

Then he said.

“Your Majesty, please don’t make a fuss and come with me.”

“… … .”

At Miwa’s coercive attitude, Daegal Daegam had no choice but to bow his head and follow him.

And someone was watching this from a distance.

“That’s why I told you not to show off. Oh my.”

The young man looked at the old man being taken away by the police, clicked his tongue a couple of times, folded up the newspaper he was reading, threw it to a homeless person shivering on the street, and walked away in the opposite direction.

In the direction he was heading, there was the Joseon Industrial Bank.

NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 146