NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 21



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Nobody – 3

“That’s terrible.”

This was Murayama’s impression upon seeing the Jongno Police Station collapsed.

“That’s right… I wonder if we can get any useful information from here.”

“Still, there weren’t many people hurt, so spread out and help the police, and don’t forget to collect information about the guy.”

“Yes, then let’s split up and gather information.”

At Murayama’s order, the ronin dispersed to help the police, but other police officers at the scene panicked and stepped in to stop them.

“You must not enter the site.”

“What are you guys?”

Inspector Miwa, who was somewhat aware of the situation, stepped in and sorted out the situation.

“Sir, who are all those people?”

“Why are ronin wandering around Gyeongseong?”

“They are special investigators sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs in Tokyo to capture the Ghost of Keijo.”

“Special investigator?”

Inspector Miwa, who had some connection with the Black Dragon Society, covered up Murayama and his subordinates by saying that they were special investigators.

“Yeah, we don’t have to worry about those guys, we just have to work hard at our jobs.”

“No, but that’s still true···.”

“Don’t get involved with those people for no reason. Just answer their questions.”

“Huh… Okay, I understand.”

The police in Gyeongseong were not very fond of the ronin who suddenly appeared.

After all, no police officer would like to see guys with big knives walking around the streets.

There was no Japanese policeman who liked ronin who refused to move forward into the future in a situation where modernization was underway and still caused accidents by staying in the past.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Murayama.”

“Don’t cause any unnecessary trouble, and remember the purpose of your coming here… Just do that.”

And the same was true for Miwa and Kyungbu.

He blatantly ignored Murayama, who greeted him kindly, and pretended not to know him.

“No matter what you do in the mainland, don’t forget that this is Gyeongseong.”

“Hey, if you keep talking nonsense with your mouth open, you’re going to get in trouble.”

“Katsuyama!”

Katsuyama placed his hand on the handle of his sword at the sight of Inspector Miwa blatantly ignoring them.

However, Miwa and Kyungbu just laughed as if it was no big deal.

“Try to pull it out. I guarantee that if you pull it out here, you’ll never be able to go back.”

“In the old days, it was not a big deal to cut down several of those rascals like you, who held their necks stiffly and glared at you.”

“Times have changed.”

Sparks flew from Inspector Miwa and Katsuyama’s eyes.

The confrontation between the two created an uncomfortable atmosphere between the police and the ronin, and a strange atmosphere flowed from both sides.

“Katsuyama!”

Their leader, Murayama, tried to stop them, but his words had no effect on them, who had lived solely on their pride and ambition since birth.

As the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

“Miwa Wasaburo? Is Miwa Wasaburo here?”

“?”

The postman came right away and called out Miwa and Inspector’s name and asked for him.

“I miss you.”

“Ah! There you are!”

“Why are you looking for me?”

The postman handed him a signature sheet and a nicely wrapped cardboard box with a smiling face.

“The package has arrived.”

“Delivery? Was it sent from the mainland?”

“No. I heard that a friend in Gyeongseong sent it to you?”

“!!!”

Inspector Miwa kicked the package far away and then immediately drew her pistol and aimed it at the delivery man.

“Who are you?”

Then, the surrounding police officers rushed in and surrounded the poor postman, each thrusting the ominous weapons they were holding in their hands.

“What are you?”

“Are you also in league with the ghost of Gyeongseong?”

“Do you think our inspector has a friend?”

“First, let’s put the handcuffs on.”

The police officers grabbed the confused postman and immediately handcuffed him. They then brought in a rope from some unknown source and tied him up tightly.

“Why are you guys doing this? I just came to make a delivery!”

“Yeah, I guess they came to deliver the bomb.”

“I’ve fooled you so many times, you’ve come out of the closet like this.”

“Aren’t we so funny? Huh?!”

“Really! Why on earth are you all acting like this? I’m Heo Yeong-do, who works at Gyeongseong Post Office!”

The police showed interest in the postman but were suspiciously uninterested in the box.

Rather, it seemed as if it was moving further and further away from the box as if it were a dangerous object.

“her.”

Katsuyama lightly snorted at the sight of the police officers and picked up the delivery box that was lying on the floor.

“I don’t know what’s in such a small box that everyone is making such a fuss about.”

As soon as he lifted the box, the policemen started to panic and hid themselves as if a bomb switch had been pressed.

“Uh …

“That crazy guy is causing trouble!”

“Everyone get down!”

Inspector Miwa, who had been exchanging ominous glances with Katsuyama, had long since fled behind a pile of rubble that looked sturdy.

“Huh, you cowards.”

Katsuyama, who was watching the police officers in such a manner, opened the box and laughed at their appearance.

“Huh? What is this?”

Inside was something tightly wrapped in rough red hemp.

“It didn’t explode?”

“It’s not a bomb?”

“I knew this would happen.”

As soon as Katsuyama opened the box, the police officers who had been trembling like rabbits running down a rabbit hole began to emerge from their holes one by one.

Everyone gathered around the box in groups of three or five, acting as if they had never been scared before.

Katsuyama didn’t like the sight of the police officers immediately surrounding him, but he was more curious about the contents of the box, so he let it go for the time being.

“What is this?”

“Well… It didn’t explode, so I don’t think it was a bomb….”

“I came to Inspector Miwa, so wouldn’t he know?”

At one of the constables’ words, everyone turned to Inspector Mi and Inspector Kyung without saying a word.

“What a foolish thought. Do you think there would be someone who would send me a gift from Gyeongseong, which is not even my hometown?”

“That’s true too.”

“Then who sent it?”

“It must be the ghost of Gyeongseong?”

While the policemen were busy gossiping about their thoughts, Katsuyama put the box down on the floor and drew his dagger.

It was to check the contents inside.

As Katsuyama slowly checked the contents, his pupils dilated rapidly, and as if his legs gave out, he fell flat on his butt.

The reactions of the police officers who were watching this closely were not much different.

“Ugh. Ugh.”

“Oh···.”

“······.”

Some people turned their heads or closed their eyes as if they had seen something they should not have seen, while others held onto the wall and checked what they had eaten that morning.

Most of them were speechless and froze in place.

“Katsuyama, what are you doing?”

“······This is Maruyama.”

“what?”

At Katsuyama’s words, Murayama also pushed his way through the crowd of police officers and looked into the box.

Inside the box was an object with the word 膳 (gift) engraved on the back of the hand.

The sparkling gold ring on the ring finger was a bonus.

“Hmm···.”

Inspector Miwa frowned as she grabbed the police chief’s hand and turned it around.

“It’s so elaborate, it looks like it was carved by machine.”

Murayama looked at Inspector Miwa with interest, who seemed familiar with this situation.

“You look familiar with this kind of thing.”

“How could I get used to it? I just do it because it’s my job.”

“Work… Yeah, that’s right.”

Murayama squatted down next to Inspector Miwa and spoke up.

“The cut surface is clean. Usually, in these cases, special tools are used or the person who did it is very skilled.”

“Maybe it’s both.”

“How many places in Gyeongseong are there where you can cleanly cut off a person’s hand and clean up the mess?”

“Hmm… There are three or four places that come to mind right now.”

“So how many of them are likely to be related to this incident?”

Miwa and Kyungbu shook their heads.

“There isn’t a single place.”

“Then that means they did something that we didn’t know about.”

“I think so too.”

Inspector Miwa put Maruyama’s hand back in the box and wrapped it carefully in hemp cloth.

“I guess we should investigate all the people who bought hemp in Gyeongseong.”

“Then I guess I’ll have to go to the post office with that guy and track down the person who gave me this delivery.”

******

Maruyama, who suddenly became disabled, cried and screamed, but soon became calm because his severed left hand did not reattach.

There have been no interrogations since that day.

Because there was nothing more to dig up anyway, and even if there was, it didn’t seem like they would say anything more.

“T-Teacher, aren’t we going to get into big trouble if we continue like this? Let’s get out of Gyeongseong right now!”

Chunshik, who had been watching all this from my side, was shaking in fear, his former passionate fighter nowhere to be seen.

“Getting out of Gyeongseong now is a bad idea. In fact, those guys will be more likely to be targeted.”

“Then what should we do? If we just sit here, the Japanese police will arrest us!”

“Don’t be too scared, they won’t come for us.”

I guarantee you that the police in Gyeongseong will never catch me.

“How can you be sure of that?! The teacher stopped by the post office and left a note, so if they’re not stupid, they’ll ride right here!”

“Hehehe, nothing will happen, so don’t worry.”

I laughed and calmed Chunsik down.

Then, Chunshik asked cautiously with a puzzled look on his face.

“Do you have any plan?”

“There is a countermeasure.”

“What is that?”

I smiled and put my index finger to my lips.

“It’s a secret.”

“yes?”

And then, just like he did to Kim Hu-dong, he pushed Chun-sik from behind and kicked him out of the company.

“This teacher?!”

“You’ve worked hard. On your way home today, eat lots of delicious food with this money, and get some rest.”

“Teacher? What is this···.”

“I don’t have to go to work anymore.”

“yes···?”

“This is not an order or a request, but a warning, so I hope you understand it well. Oh! And tell Miss Kim too. I’ve already deposited a year’s salary in the bank, so save it until we meet again.”

Chunsik had a look on his face like he didn’t know what was going on.

“Teacher, what do you mean?”

“Tomorrow you will know what I mean.”

“yes?”

I gave Chunsik some money, who was looking up at me with a blank expression, and sent him back home.

Goodbye to this annoying problem.

From now on, there was no time to worry or ponder anything that would make your head hurt.

“Phew···.”

The pile of documents I found in Kawaguchi’s office and Maruyama’s testimony told me what kind of place the Black Dragon Society was.

Thanks to their help, I got to know what the Black Dragon Society was like.

As the old saying goes:

The enemy I know said there was nothing to fear.

That’s why I deliberately left a trace of myself at Gyeongseong Post Office.

And here he set a trap.

A large trap to catch the snake that is struggling to become a dragon.

-Tink, tink, tink.

The door opened and someone came inside.

They were the ronin of the Black Dragon Society, wearing haori with a black dragon engraved on them and carrying large swords at their sides.

“Let me ask. Is this Gwangyang General Trading Company?”

“Yes, you have come to the right place. I am Mr. Lee, an advisor to Gwangyang General Trading Company.”

“Advisor… That’s an unusual position.”

“I hear that often.”

The one who appeared to be the leader of the ronin laughed heartily.

It was the smile of a hunter who had found his prey.

“Nice to meet you, sir. My name is Jiro Murayama, and I run a small military office in the mainland.”

“Yes, nice to meet you, Mr. Murayama.”

I laughed at them too.

He smiled like a hunter who saw his prey walk right into the trap.