NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 249



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NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 249

Seizure (2)

And then a week.

Lee Wan-yong’s condition got worse day by day and did not get any better.

The more Lee Wan-yong took the medicine, the longer he would stand around in a daze or stagger as if he had lost his soul.

Rumors about Lee Wan-yong’s strange behavior quickly spread throughout Gyeongseong through the mouths of employees who occasionally saw him like this.

“Did you hear the news?”

“What? The ghost of Gyeongseong beat up the Japanese?”

“No, not that… … I’m talking about that guy Lee Wan-yong.”

“Why him? Nothing worth hearing about him is news of his death.”

“Well, well, that guy… … .”

Yi Wan-yong’s strange behavior spread throughout Gyeongseong.

Standing in the yard all day like a corpse with its soul gone, occasionally waving its limbs around at will or talking to the air.

All of these repeated actions that are completely incomprehensible to the average person have spread.

Those who saw this in person realized that something was really wrong with Lee Wan-yong, but those who had not seen him in person and only heard about him through rumors imagined it.

Since they had not seen his dire condition firsthand and had no idea what was going on inside the mansion, everyone used their imaginations to make inferences about the situation.

That’s why interesting stories about Lee Wan-yong’s current condition are popping up here and there in Gyeongseong.

“It is clear that His Majesty the Emperor became a ghost and punished Yi Wan-yong.”

“Oh my, what kind of ghost is that? Anyone can see that the independence army planted a person in that guy’s house and poisoned him.”

“No, you’re all wrong. As far as I know, the mountain lord who lived in the place where Yi Wan-yong was originally born was very angry and went to find him in the middle of the night… … .”

“Isn’t it just the ghost of Gyeongseong getting involved again?”

People used their imaginations to figure out why Lee Wan-yong became like that.

One interesting fact is.

It is said that in Gyeongseong, which had been filled with pain and sadness for a long time, laughter began to bloom thanks to the story of Lee Wan-yong.

The situation in Gyeongseong did not improve significantly.

The train station and port, which had been in disarray, were just beginning to be restored, and the high prices in Gyeongseong due to the shortage of goods remained, but people still had smiles on their faces.

why?

“Kekekeke… … I don’t know how it all came together, but it’s really sad that that traitor bastard ended up like that… … .”

“Does it look good?”

“Right! Hehehe.”

Although no one said anything out loud, they were very happy about Yi Wan-yong’s misfortune and secretly laughed at him.

“He’s finally dying too.”

“Well, he’s a human too. How can he live his whole life?”

“I prayed to the gods of heaven and earth to please kill him painfully so that he could die comfortably on his bed.”

“Hey… … . It seems like you have some supernatural powers?”

“Is that so? Maybe so.”

“Please step aside.”

A group of people passed through the middle of the crowd of Koreans who were chattering on the street.

“what’s this?”

“Huh? Why are there so many people?”

“They’re from Shinganhoe.”

“New book club?”

All of them were wearing yellow coats, and the Chinese characters for “new pillar” were embroidered on the back of their coats.

“What kind of people do those things?”

“I heard it’s just a place where Koreans come together to help others so they don’t suffer injustice?”

“Really? What exactly do you do?”

“What, there aren’t any more beggars in Gyeongseong these days?”

“huh.”

“It seems like they all go to Shinganhoe and find new jobs and work there. It seems like they all work there and earn money while eating.”

Although the Shinganhoe was a small group formed by Wolnam Lee Sang-jae and people around him, it grew in size in just a few months.

Mr. Wolnam used his personal wealth to support the Singanhoe, and the thing he focused on most through the Singanhoe was helping people who were struggling due to difficult economic circumstances.

But even if he had emptied his personal assets, there was a limit to how much he could help them, so the Shinganhoe was always struggling with financial difficulties… … .

“Hey… … . The economy is so difficult?”

“These days, it seems like they’ve found a way to make money, so they’re just spending it like crazy.”

“Okay, then what does the Governor-General say to people like that?”

“Is the Government-General of Korea running smoothly now?”

“That’s not it.”

Thanks to the negligence of the Governor-General and the personality of Lieutenant General Shinnosuke, who was more interested in the ghosts of Gyeongseong, the independence army, and the Japanese Navy than in internal affairs, the Shinganhoe was able to grow steadily without any major crises.

And now.

The New People’s Association had become a huge organization with thousands of members in the Gyeongseong and Gyeonggi regions.

“But where did the money come from?”

“I don’t know that either.”

“This is truly a shame… … But where are you all going, gathered together like that?”

“It looks like you’re going on an outing.”

“Going on an outing? If you’re going on an outing, go to Namsan or Yeongdeungpo… … . Over there… … .”

They were heading to Yi Wan-yong’s mansion.

* * *

“Phew… … .”

Among the group of young people from the Shinganhoe heading to Yi Wan-yong’s mansion was Yi Bong-chang.

He looked very nervous at the thought of raiding the house of Lee Wan-yong, who was notorious for being a traitor.

“Are you nervous?”

Mr. Lee spoke to Bongchang Lee in a casual manner.

“Yes… … . I’m a little nervous.”

“What are you so worried about? Last time, you ran away from the soldiers and got beaten up, but you didn’t pass on the information.”

Lee Bong-chang also relaxed a little at the teacher’s words.

“You helped me back then, didn’t you, teacher?”

“You helped the Koreans, so I helped you. So you can say that I helped myself.”

“Haha, you helped yourself.”

Lee Bong-chang smiled awkwardly.

The teacher asked Bongchang a question in a subtle way.

“But I heard you like Japan, so why are you doing something so dangerous?”

“Huh? Oh… … . Well, that’s… … . It used to be like that.”

In response to the teacher’s question, Lee Bong-chang recalled an old memory that he had quietly thrown into a corner of his memory warehouse.

In the memories of the past that were carelessly thrown into the most remote corner of the warehouse, his parents were bleeding from the merciless violence of the Japanese police.

“It was like that until my parents were beaten to death by the increasingly vicious Japanese police.”

“… … I see.”

“So my parents passed away, and I lost my job when the ghost of Gyeongseong blew up the train station with a bomb… … Well… … I started thinking a lot.”

“… … .”

The teacher closed his mouth.

Then Lee Bong-chang glanced at me, smiled, and waved his hand.

“It’s not that I had any feelings for you or anything. I used to resent you a little bit, but now that I think about it, I think you were right.”

“Thank you for saying so.”

“Anyway… … After thinking about it carefully, I realized that no matter how much I wanted to become Japanese, they wouldn’t think of me as Japanese.”

“Really? Why did you think so?”

Lee Bong-chang answered the teacher’s question with an awkward smile again.

“No matter how cute and smart a dog you raise at home is, it can’t be like a person.”

“Huh, are you saying Koreans are dogs now?”

“I don’t think so, but some Japanese people seem to think so. Especially those who walk around with armbands on their shoulders or those in uniforms seem to think so.”

The corners of Mr. Lee’s mouth went up at Lee Bong-chang’s words.

“The Japanese government and the Governor-General must have been really angry when those Joseon guys who had been ignoring them so much crawled up and bit off an arm.”

“That will happen.”

“Then let’s just have fun and tear them apart until they burst and die.”

“great.”

The teacher said this and chuckled, then immediately kicked open the front door of Yi Wan-yong’s house and shouted in a loud voice.

“Come here!”

* * *

-Thump thump.

-bang!.

-Bam!

-Swish, swish.

Lee Wan-yong’s butler, Mr. Kim, was completely out of his mind because of the crowd that suddenly burst in.

The people brought by Kuroda Kyuichi went around Lee Wan-yong’s mansion, stealing everything that could be of value like a swarm of locusts during harvest season.

“What the heck is this!”

Butler Kim quickly brought his family members and blocked the young men’s path, stopping them.

“Do you know where this is? This is the residence of His Excellency the Marquis of Joseon, Linoy!”

“Yes, I know.”

“what?!”

At the butler’s words, a familiar face among the young men walked out and spoke to him.

“No, you… … ?”

“I am executing a legitimate claim, so please do not stand in my way.”

“Kuroda! How could you… …!”

“What?”

Butler Kim pointed his finger at Kuroda and scolded him.

“Your Majesty, you just gave me that strange medicine and now you’re a living corpse. What is this?”

“Why are you asking me why things have gotten to this point after you wrote that I was good at it?”

“Hey, hey… … !”

Butler Kim became furious and grabbed Kuroda by the collar.

Then he shook him roughly and questioned him.

“From the beginning… … . Did you approach His Majesty with this kind of intention from the beginning? Yes… … . Somehow, your reputation was so unlucky from the start… … !”

“Tsk.”

-puck!

“Cough!”

“Butler!”

Butler Kim was knocked out by one punch from Kuroda.

Kuroda looked at Butler Kim and said a word.

“His Majesty the Rinoie has signed a contract transferring all his property to me, and I intend to do just that.”

“What?! When on earth did Your Majesty do something like that… …!”

Kuroda took out a contract from his bosom.

It was a contract that had Lee Wan-yong’s blood-stamped mark clearly visible.

However, unlike before when it was a blank sheet of paper, there was something densely written on it.

“That, that is… … .”

“This is a property transfer contract that Lord Rinoie personally stamped.”

“What the heck! There was nothing in that contract!”

“Yes, I filled it in.”

At Kuroda’s words, Butler Kim forgot his pain for a moment and became very angry.

“This son of a bitch! Do you know where this is? Trying to fool His Majesty!!!”

He was very angry.

But there was nothing he could do about his anger.

“You are lying? Your Majesty, did you know that this was a contract and signed it knowing what it would contain?”

“That, that’s… … . You made the lord’s mind confused with medicine… … .”

“Do you have any evidence?”

“what?”

Kuroda looked down at Butler Kim with a gaze colder than the cold north wind of Siberia in the middle of winter and asked.

“I asked if there was any evidence.”

“Evidence… … ? The fact that you are acting like this right now means… … .”

“So you’re saying there’s no physical evidence to refute my claim?”

As if he had finished saying everything he wanted to say, Kuroda put the contract back in his pocket and shouted at the young men standing behind him.

“What are you guys doing? Run out right now and take everything that can be turned into money! Anyone who gets in my way can have their arms and legs broken in one or two places.”

“yes!”

At Kuroda’s words, the young men straightened the clubs in their hands and surrounded Deacon Kim and the family of Lee Wan-yong’s mansion.

Among them, the frail young man at the forefront, Lee Bong-chang, immediately stepped forward and threatened as if he were going to roll up a mat.

“Would you rather risk your life for a loyalty that is more shallow than a single sesame leaf? Or would you rather run away and let the world know that the Yi Wan-yong family is ruined? The choice is yours.”

Then, Lee Wan-yong’s family scattered in all directions like a swarm of cockroaches that have made eye contact with a person.