NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 202



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NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 202

Clouds under the hill (2)

The Governor-General of Korea was executed!

Newspapers in mainland Japan also rushed to cover this news and reported on the situation in Joseon.

Japanese people in mainland Japan were greatly embarrassed when the word “execution” was mentioned in the newspaper, rather than something like “murder” or “assassination.”

“Execution? … So, the Governor-General of Korea was dragged down by the Korean people and died?”

“Oh my god… … The ghost of Gyeongseong wasn’t just a story in a novel, but a real person?”

Japanese newspapers generally used the word ‘assassination’ rather than the extreme word ‘execution’, but the Chosun Ilbo, published in Japan, used the word ‘execution’ as it was used in Joseon, which is why this happened.

Because of this, the Japanese government was turned upside down and chaos broke out as if the world was going to end.

“Saito is dead?”

“No, what were you doing… … . No, that’s not it… … .”

“Heh heh… … That guy died? Oh my, really… … .”

Government ministers were greatly embarrassed.

I had heard that various incidents and accidents were constantly happening in Joseon, but I had no idea that it was to the extent that the Governor-General was ‘assassinated’.

No, I wasn’t really interested in that area in the first place.

This was because all of their attention was focused on rebuilding Tokyo, which had been devastated by the earthquake.

“What on earth did Shinnosuke do that he couldn’t do anything until the Governor-General died?”

It was a natural question.

From Gyeongseong to Yongsan, it was a distance that took at least 20 minutes by car… no, if you were in a hurry, you could get there in under 10 minutes.

However, Commander Shinnosuke failed to prevent the Governor-General from dying.

At this point, a question naturally arose in the minds of government ministers.

‘Could it be… … Commander Shinnosuke killed Governor Saito because of a grudge from the past?’

At first it was just a mild suspicion, but as time went on, reports containing detailed information about the incident began to arrive at the government, fueling their suspicions.

“The man called the Ghost of Gyeongseong led the military and police to assassinate the Governor-General and the members of the Privy Council… … .”

“Haha, Governor Saito set a trap to lure the Ghost of Gyeongseong and kill him, but it seems he fell for it instead.”

“No, how did he find out about the plan?”

The Ghost of Gyeongseong, who was known to operate alone, appeared leading an army.

He didn’t just show up there with an army, but he took advantage of the trap that Governor-General Saito had set to capture him and killed Governor-General Saito and the members of the Privy Council.

‘hmm…….’

It was suspicious enough just hearing this far, but what happened after that was even more spectacular.

“… … Commander Shinnosuke declared martial law in Gyeongseong and is indiscriminately oppressing both Japanese and Korean people in Gyeongseong?”

“Yes!”

‘This is… … .’

Anyone who saw it would find it extremely suspicious.

At first it was just a suspicion, but the government ministers suspected Shinnosuke without anyone saying anything first.

‘no way…….’

‘Shinnosuke… … .’

‘Governor Saito…?’

Government ministers remained silent.

This was their first time in this situation, so they had no idea what to do.

“… … First of all, we should dispatch a new Governor-General of Korea to replace Makoto Saito, right?”

“I agree.”

The government ministers agreed to put a bell around the neck of the dog called Joseon.

But the problem is.

“Who should we send as the next Governor-General of Joseon?”

“Of course, since last time it was done by someone from the Navy, shouldn’t it be done by someone from the Army this time?”

“What are you talking about? Makoto Saito hasn’t finished his term properly, so the Navy’s term hasn’t ended yet.”

“Oh my, what kind of governor-general position has a term of office? If His Majesty the Emperor tells you to step down, you step down!”

“… … After thinking about it carefully, it seems that everything from the incident in Taisho 8 (1919) to the current incident was caused by the appointment of a former military official as Governor-General. So this time, it really is best to appoint a former civil official… … .”

“That’s nonsense!”

“What kind of weak civil servant are you talking about sending to Joseon?”

The problem was who would put a bell around the neck of the dog named Joseon.

The army considered Joseon as their territory, and the navy wanted to take this territory away from the army.

The government’s civil servants wanted to regain control of Joseon from this lunatic military junta.

As such, opinions are not unified… … .

“Okay. I guess everyone is going to come out like this? Well, let’s see if things go well without me! Hmph!”

The first to leave was the Minister of the Navy.

And then the Minister of the Army also stood up from his seat with a deep sigh.

“… … It seems like today’s meeting is over here, so I’ll head back now. I hope something is definitely decided for the next meeting.”

“… … .”

Following the two ministers, several ministers from the Army and Navy left their posts.

Then the Japanese government’s cabinet conference room became empty.

Prime Minister Yamamoto, the Minister of Finance, and other civil servants who could not bear to leave their seats due to a strong sense of responsibility all touched their foreheads.

‘Damn it… … again?’

The Japanese government began to split.

It’s like mitochondria, which, no matter where in the body is cut off, will sprout new brains and go their own way.

* * *

While the hot potato in mainland Japan is getting hotter and hotter.

Even in Gyeongseong, the source of all these problems, new problems began to pop up one after another like a game of whack-a-mole.

“Stand up!”

“Stand there!”

“Would you be like me?”

An alley in Gyeongseong.

A young man was running down an alley to avoid soldiers.

“Heh heh… … .”

“Stand there! Stand there!”

“Shall I shoot?”

“No! I can’t waste bullets just to catch one guy like that!”

The young man tried to trick the soldiers by weaving through the alleys, but a momentary misjudgment led him to a dead end.

“omg!”

“Whew… … . I caught you little rat… … .”

“Pheh heh… … . Seriously… … . It’s so fucking fast… … . Gasp gasp… … .”

The soldiers blocked the young man’s path, aiming their shiny guns and bayonets at him.

“Stay here and be quiet, or you will die.”

“… … .”

The young man glared at the soldiers, fiddling with the grip of the pistol stuck in his back.

The soldiers also realized what the young man was trying to do and immediately put their hands on the triggers and pressured him.

“Hey, Lee Bong-chang.”

“Stop this useless stuff.”

“What do you think it’ll change if you pull out your gun? You’ll be the only one drawing blood.”

“Should I think about my parents at home?”

The soldiers approached the young man slowly, encouraging him.

But as they approached, the young man moved further and further away from the soldiers.

Then he shouted at the soldiers in a voice full of anger.

“My parents? It’s been a long time since my parents were killed for protesting and having their land taken away by you Japanese bastards!”

“… … .”

“Do you… … . know that because you killed your parents and threw them in the field… … . their graves are empty?! Do you know how I feel when you bow down to an empty grave every year? You little shits… … !”

The young man pulled out a pistol.

He pulled the trigger recklessly.

-Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

But instead of the sound of gunpowder exploding from the muzzle of his gun, only the sad sound of iron clashing with iron came out.

“T, why is this… … ?”

“Ha! This little kid… … .”

“What are you doing with an empty gun right now!”

The soldiers rushed toward the young man, surrounded him, and began to beat him.

“This kid!”

“They’re trying to kill us now!”

“Oh! Anyway, you have to know that Joseon guys are vicious!”

There was no mercy in the hands of the soldiers.

They beat him indiscriminately as if they were determined to break every part of the young man’s body today.

The young man protected his head with both hands, but even so, the pain did not completely go away.

“Hey! Dog! Hey! Eat! Ah!”

“It’s really because of you that we… … !”

The soldiers’ anger, caused by having to run around in the early morning wind because of a young man and by having almost died a little while ago, was expressed through their hands and feet.

‘Mother, father… … .’

At a time when the young man’s mind was wandering due to the soldiers’ harsh violence.

-Whew.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew into the quiet alley.

And then someone’s voice was heard.

“Everyone, the news is late.”

“… … ?”

The soldiers who were beating up the young man turned their heads and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

There stood a man covered in a long coat and hat as black as the dark night sky.

“Who are you?”

“Hey sir, this is the military’s operational area… … .”

The soldiers, still a little excited, looked at him with fierce expressions and tried to chase him away.

but.

“This is my territory.”

“… … .”

Everyone had no choice but to keep quiet as a gun protruded from the hem of his long coat.

“… … .”

“You guys have two choices here.”

“What, something.”

“One is that you take up guns and confront me.”

The soldiers glanced at the rifles in their hands.

“And the second is… … .”

-Clang.

The mysterious man grabbed the charging handle.

Then, the man’s colleagues who had been hiding here and there in the alley began to appear one by one.

As expected, each of them was holding a formidable firearm in their hands.

“… … I’m going to throw away my gun.”

Dozens of guns were aimed at the soldiers.

“… … .”

“What are you doing? Drop the gun.”

The soldiers threw down their guns without a moment’s hesitation.

Then, the gun barrels seen here and there in the alley disappeared, and the men disappeared into the shadows of the alley.

Just like a ‘ghost’.

“Ah, uh. This is… … .”

The soldiers all looked at the man in the long coat with their eyes wide open.

“What are you looking at? Get out.”

“Yes, yes… … .”

The soldiers glanced around and left.

“Hey, stop for a moment.”

No, I was going to leave.

But their actions caught up to them.

“That guy over there… … . He looks a lot like the guy I was trying to meet around here… … . Is it just me?”

“… … .”

“I have something very important to say to that guy… … . Looking at his condition, it seems like he’s not in a position to speak properly.”

An ominous atmosphere hung over the streets, and the soldiers began to tremble.

“That, that… … .”

“I was originally going to just let it go… … . But that didn’t work.”

A short piece of cloth slipped out from the man’s sleeve and fit snugly in his hand.

And then the man waved his hand in the air once, and with a clicking sound, the short pole instantly lengthened.

“Let’s get some.”

“Are you, threatening His Majesty the Emperor’s soldiers right now… …”

“Shut your mouth.”

-puck!

The soldier’s chin turned.

* * *

“Ugh… … .”

After a while.

The young man slowly got up from his seat, clutching his head that was hurting so much he felt like it was going to burst, and looked around.

Then I noticed a man leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette.

“Are you coming to your senses?”

“… …Who are you?”

“Someone you don’t know.”

The man threw away the cigarette he was smoking and extended his hand to the young man.

“Do you work under Mr. Vietnam?”

“How, how about that… …?”

“You don’t need to know that.”

The man took a thick envelope out of his pocket and squeezed it into the young man’s hand.

“Go and tell Mr. Wolnam that for the time being, the Japanese are very angry, so he should refrain from doing useless things that could get him caught, and just focus on what he originally planned to do.”

“Huh? Oh, no, what is this?”

“Open it.”

The young man opened the envelope slightly.

Then, inside it was tightly packed with crisp cash.

“What is this… … ?”

When the young man raised his head again, the man had already left long ago.

“Hello? Hello!”

I got up from my seat and looked around, but I couldn’t find the man.

Instead, all they found were soldiers lined up in a dumpster, beaten and robbed of all their belongings.

“Haha… … . That’s truly a ghost… … !”

Young Lee Bong-chang looked back and forth between the envelope of money and the alley, then shouted into the alley.

“Thank you, teacher! I will definitely use this money for good purposes!”

Then he grabbed the envelope with money and limped out of the alley.

“Teacher, do you know him?”

“Yeah. He used to be a station attendant at Yongsan Station. Now he’s unemployed because I blew up a station.”

“Oh my… … .”

“and…….”

The man in the alley a moment ago looked back and forth between the pocket watch he was holding and the young man.

“A man who dreamed of eternal pleasure.”

“Yes? Eternal pleasure?”

“okay.”

He closed the pocket watch.

Then he got up from his seat.

“Where are you going now, sir?”

“I have to go return the item.”

“What do you mean by object…?”

“Items borrowed from Yongsan!”