NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 247
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NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 247
Salvation (4)
“So… … His Excellency the Marquis of Linoy is looking to create a new organization to ensure the safety of the Joseon nobility?”
“Yes.”
“No, if necessary, we will deploy soldiers.”
“This is not because I am in a situation where I cannot protect myself as a soldier!!!”
“… … .”
Lieutenant General Shinnosuke Kikuchi, commander of the Joseon Army (Japanese Army), still held the position of acting governor-general due to the complicated internal situation on the mainland and the army’s unwillingness to hand over Joseon to the navy.
Shinnosuke, who had acquired both military and administrative power in Joseon, had to rule Joseon with great power like the previous governors-general.
“The Japanese promised us wealth and honor if we cooperated with them, but how many times have I been attacked by Koreans during that time?”
“That, that is… … .”
“This is already the third time. The third time! Even the second time I was attacked, I lost both my legs!”
Lee Wan-yong removed the blanket covering his knees, revealing his empty legs.
“Do you still think that Japan is protecting you after seeing this? My friends who died that day must have thought that Japan was protecting them until they died!”
“… … .”
When Lee Wan-yong raised his voice and criticized the incompetence of the Japanese military and police, Lieutenant General Shinnosuke also kept his mouth shut.
As he said, it was because the Japanese government had a duty to protect the Korean aristocracy, but failed to do so.
“Furthermore, there’s a crazy guy running around Gyeongseong right now, causing trouble here and there, and the military and police can’t do anything about him.”
“… … .”
There was not a single word wrong in what Lee Wan-yong said.
His tongue seemed to have stabbed his lungs deeply and quickly, like a sharp knife sharpened on a fine whetstone in the moonlight, and then made a half-circle.
The most horrifying fact here is.
“What on earth is the Government-General doing? And what is the Joseon Army (Japanese Army) doing?”
“… … .”
“The police and the military have already tried many times to catch that guy, but how can he be caught so easily? No! Have you even traced his tracks?”
“… … I’m sorry. I really have nothing to say even if I had two mouths.”
“Since the Japanese government cannot guarantee our safety, the Korean aristocracy will step forward and guarantee our safety!”
Commander Shinnosuke was constantly being dragged around by Yi Wan-yong during the meeting.
“Ha, Haona, creating a vigilante group could be seen as meaning creating a private military organization… … .”
“A private military organization? Who are we? We are the people who gave up Joseon with our own hands for the Japanese Empire’s conquest of the continent! Do you doubt our ardent loyalty to the Japanese Empire now… ?”
“ah…….”
As Lee Wan-yong continued to speak, Commander Shinnosuke felt blood flowing from both his ears.
But even so, if he were to allow this, he was afraid of being reprimanded by his home country or of his influence being diminished.
That is why Commander Shinnosuke tried hard to block Lee Wan-yong’s creation of a vigilante group.
“This time, I will truly take responsibility and look after the safety of the Joseon nobles. So, for now, please be patient with my actions… … .”
“How long are you going to keep talking nonsense!”
Yi Wan-yong repeatedly pressured Shinnosuke to push for the creation of a vigilante group, but was ultimately unable to achieve his goal due to the commander’s resolute opposition.
“Okay! Let’s see how well I can do!”
“Yes, yes, take a look.”
In the end, Yi Wan-yong was unable to achieve his goal and left the Government-General in a wheelchair pushed by a butler, having only received a promise to strengthen security for the Joseon aristocracy.
“Oh, you’re here?”
“… … .”
Kuroda was waiting at the entrance to the Governor-General’s Office.
As soon as Lee Wan-yong came out, he flicked the cigarette he was smoking on the floor and asked Lee Wan-yong.
“How did things go for you?”
“It didn’t go well.”
“I see. I knew it.”
“… … .”
Even when told that things weren’t going well, Kuroda didn’t get annoyed or angry.
Rather, he just took a cigarette out of the pack again, as usual, indifferently.
“… … .”
“Phew… … . That’s too bad.”
Lee Wan-yong watched Kuroda’s expression.
Because the efficacy of the patch attached to his neck was gradually wearing off.
His little paradise, which had allowed him to forget all the worries and hardships of the world for a moment, was coming to an end, and the devils hiding in hell were beginning to show their heads.
“Then I guess I’ll be going now. I’ll have to look for another number.”
“I!”
“Yes? Do you have anything else to say?”
“that…….”
Lee Wan-yong opened his mouth and thought for a moment.
He desperately needed the magic potion Kuroda had, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it out loud.
Because the moment he said this, he knew very well that he would be dragged around by Kuroda.
No matter how severe the pain was, it wasn’t like his judgment had declined.
That’s why I hesitated to speak after reflexively putting Kuroda on fire.
“Um… … . It seems like it’s not easy for you to say. Then, please contact me later when it’s convenient for you.”
“Uh, yeah?”
Kuroda smiled as he told Yi Wan-yong about an inn near the Governor-General’s Office.
“I’ll be staying there for the time being. If you have any business with me, just ask for Mr. Kuroda in room 208 at the counter.”
“Ahem.”
“Then I have something really urgent to do, so I’ll take my leave now… … .”
“… … .”
Lee Wan-yong couldn’t take his eyes off Kuroda, who was moving further and further away.
And only after he completely disappeared from the crowd did he get into his car and head home.
And as Yi Wan-yong’s car completely left the Governor-General’s Office, Kuroda, who was hiding in an alley, lit a cigarette and muttered to himself.
“I told you I’m shy.”
Then, Inspector Sasaki, wearing a shabby coat, walked out of the alley and asked.
“I think Mr. Renoie still has a chance to live.”
“It’s not yet time for the medicine to lose its effectiveness.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“Yeah. Each one is three hours long, so if you time it right, it can easily take half a day.”
“Oh… … . As expected from this teacher… … . There’s nothing he doesn’t know.”
At Sasaki’s words, Kuroda snickered and blew smoke from his cigarette into the air.
“I didn’t really want to know either.”
Kuroda smiled bitterly as he recalled old memories.
“Oh, did you try it in the past too, teacher?”
-Bam!
“Eww!”
“Do you think I would write something like that?”
“Oh, isn’t it?”
-Bam!
Sasaki, who was talking nonsense, developed two small bumps on his head.
“That thing wasn’t made for human use.”
“Aww… … Then who are you writing to?”
“A piece of wood.”
Kuroda threw down his cigarette, which was still more than half full, on the ground and walked straight across the alley.
“Huh? A piece of wood? Mr. Lee?”
“I live today. Follow me!”
“Ah! Alcohol is always welcome!”
Sasaki followed him.
* * *
After finishing his long-awaited outing and returning home, Lee Wan-yong locked himself in his room again.
“I’m going to rest for a while until tomorrow morning, so don’t come looking for me. You should get some rest too.”
“Is that really okay? You’re not feeling well, so I’ll be assisting you… … .”
“Okay.”
Because as the effects of the medicine began to wear off, the demons of hell began to raise their heads.
But this demon was completely different from the one he had encountered last time.
“Ugh… … !”
“Ugh… … .”
“Ugh… … Ugh!”
“Khuhuhuk… … Khuhuk!”
A pain as if I was being fried alive in boiling oil overwhelmed my whole body.
“Ugh… … .”
If it were normal, I would have been irritated, thrown things, or wandered around looking for medicine, but this was different.
It was literally unimaginable pain.
Every time I took a breath or blinked, excruciating pain would course through my body.
“Ugh… … .”
He lay on the bed like a living corpse, unable to do anything but groan in pain.
Usually, in the cycle of suffering, after a big pain passes, a small pain follows, and then a big pain comes again, but this wasn’t like that.
No, I didn’t think there were any.
“Ugh!”
The ‘real thing’ was something else.
A pain that was difficult to express in words was raging through his head as he begged for the pain to end immediately, but there was nothing Yi Wan-yong could do.
He just groaned in agony, with rotten water streaming from his eyes, until someone came to his aid.
So, I was forced to participate in the hell experience in advance until the sun rose the next day.
* * *
The next morning, after a long time, I came back from a pleasant drink with Sasaki.
-Knock knock knock.
I woke up early in the morning to a knock on the door.
I woke up immediately at that sound, grabbed the gun I had hidden by the bedside, and stood right next to the door.
Then he asked in a slightly tired voice.
“Who’s there?”
Then, a familiar voice of an innkeeper was heard from outside.
“Mr. Kuroda, there is a customer at the counter looking for Mr. Kuroda.”
“Customer? Who are you?”
“That’s… … . First, come down… … .”
“hmm.”
His voice trembled a little.
I peeked outside the door through the keyhole and confirmed that there were only employees outside, then put on my coat and went outside.
“Let’s go.”
And as I followed the employee down the stairs, I saw Lee Wan-yong lying in a wheelchair with his eyes red and his face pale.
“Huh? Your Excellency Rinoie?”
“?!”
Yi Wan-yong turned his head slightly at my voice and looked at me, then opened his eyes wide and ran straight forward.
-dump.
He jumped out of the wheelchair, crawled over to me with both arms waving, grabbed my trouser legs and burst into tears.
“That medicine… … . Give me more of that painkiller. I beg you!”
“yes?”
His face was lifeless, whether he had just been through hell the night before or was still living in it.
“Th, that quickly… … P, quickly… … .”
I was so anxious that I couldn’t even speak properly.
Looking at his appearance, it was so shabby that it seemed like a lie that he had once been a leading pro-Japanese figure in Gyeongseong.
“Ah… … . I guess that’s what you need.”
“Yeah, yeah! Hurry up… … . Quickly! Right now!”
“Yes, yes, I will give it to you. There are few loyal subjects to the empire as loyal as His Excellency Rinoie.”
“Yeah, yeah! That’s right!”
I deliberately dragged out my words and slowly melted his heart.
“But you see. This is a more valuable item than you think. It’s not just worth a penny… … I was planning to use it in the new vigilante group I’m forming, but I haven’t even properly formed the vigilante group yet.”
“!!!”
When I took out a patch in front of his nose and shook it gently, Lee Wan-yong’s eyes rolled back like a cat that had seen Churu.
“Well, I’ll give you as much money as you want! And the vigilantes? If you pretend to be the ghost of Gyeongseong and attack me again, that’ll be the end of it. Then I’ll go and ask them again! Then that bastard Shinnosuke won’t be able to do anything!”
“Oh my… … . Your Majesty… … . You should go to the hospital first… … .”
The butler, who could not stand to watch, tried to stop Yi Wan-yong, but his current condition was such that even God could not stop him.
“What kind of hospital is this! This is all I need!”
I smiled and said to Yi Wan-yong.
“You look very anxious.”
“Yeah, yeah!”
“Okay, so I need some money for my activities… … .”
I immediately calculated the amount of money that needed to be sent to the independence army in the north and the amount that needed to be sent to Shanghai and showed it to Yi Wan-yong.
It was an amount that even the richest man would wave away, but it didn’t bother Lee Wan-yong, whose eyes were already rolled back.
“gist!”
“Okay. But just in case, how about writing up a contract?”
“Where, where do we have time for that now!”
“Oh, really? Then just stamp this here. I’ll fill in the rest.”
I handed over a blank sheet of paper.
Then, Lee Wan-yong bit his thumb, drew blood, and then stamped it on me, embarrassing me for trying to borrow his seal.
Then he spoke to me with blood pouring out of his mouth.
“hurry!”