NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 64



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Rabbit Hunting (1)

“I’m sorry, but it looks like you have guests.”

“Oh, it’s okay. I was just thinking about getting up… … Hehehe.”

As I was going out, I made eye contact with Chief Miwa, who was now the Chief of the Higher Police Department in charge of all the Higher Police Departments in Gyeongseong.

Of course, he didn’t recognize me… … .

“Haven’t we met somewhere?”

“Huh? Hahaha… … Well, I don’t remember very well… … .”

“Um… … isn’t it?”

Miwa looked me up and down, examining my face and body.

Miwa’s gaze seemed to scan the person himself, which was creepy, but I kept smiling and pretended like nothing happened.

“I guess I mistook you for someone else.”

After saying those words, Miwa turned her head away as if she had no interest in me.

I passed him cautiously with a meaningless smile on my face.

‘You suddenly called me over and started talking nonsense. You bastard… ‘

I hurried my steps and went down the stairs, my heart in shock squeezing away.

Meanwhile, I felt Miwa’s warm gaze on the back of my head.

* * *

“Senior Police Chief.”

“Your Excellency the Governor.”

Governor Saito seemed to be displeased with Miwa’s sudden appearance.

The reason the Governor-General had no choice but to react this way was because the higher police had only shown a rather disappointing appearance so far.

Even if we leave aside the fact that he was not arrested while the ghost of Gyeongseong was stirring up Gyeongseong, the Japanese Empire’s eyes and ears disappeared because the overseas intelligence network was neutralized.

The one who suffered the most from the splendid comeback show that was held because he had not received the information that the ghost of Gyeongseong was returning immediately was Governor-General Saito, so his anger was unimaginable.

Fortunately, Saito was not the type of person who would openly reveal all of his emotions in front of others.

Even if he did show his face, all that would happen was a slight furrow appearing on his forehead.

“Why did you come to me?”

“I have come to suggest that soldiers roaming around Gyeongseong be sent back to their units, as they are disturbing the security of Gyeongseong.”

“what?”

Governor-General Saito’s eyebrows furrowed at Miwa’s words that he was about to send out the soldiers without even doing his own job properly.

But he displayed superhuman patience, suppressed his anger, and asked Miwa.

“If they leave right now, there will be a serious vacuum in the security of Gyeongseong… … Why did you think that?”

“There are too many crimes, big and small, that occur because they remain there, compared to the law enforcement assistance they provide in Gyeongseong.”

“Hmm… …crime?”

“Yes, they claim to be the Emperor’s army, but they cause trouble by eating and drinking in stores, not paying properly, harassing women on the street, getting drunk at night, shouting loudly, urinating on the street, and getting involved in petty violence.”

“… … But if they leave, it will have a negative impact on the barely maintained public security.”

Miwa shook her head.

“It is not the police or the military that determines the security here.”

Governor-General Saito couldn’t help but laugh at the absurd words coming out of the mouth of the police officer in charge of public security in Gyeongseong.

“Huh, if it’s not the police or the military that protects the public order of Gyeongseong, then who on earth is it?”

“It’s a ghost.”

“Ghost? If you’re trying to mention the ghost of Gyeongseong or some other phantom-like being… … .”

Governor-General Saito felt frustrated and tried to say something to Miwa, but Miwa cut him off and said only what she wanted to say.

“The reason that Gyeongseong has maintained its security until now is because that guy hasn’t done anything yet.”

“… … Do you think that’s something that would come out of the mouth of a senior police chief right now?”

“This is the conclusion I came to after much deliberation.”

Miwa was more sincere than ever.

This is something he realized while tracking down the ghost of Gyeongseong. Before the madman showed up in Gyeongseong, there had been several terrorist attacks by the evil anti-government group Uiyeoldan, but there had never been a breach in the security of Gyeongseong.

Even though they threw bombs at government offices and shot guns in the streets until their hands bled, their actions never caused the public order in Gyeongseong to collapse.

The reason is very simple.

“This was because, although there were some Koreans who were impressed by their cause, only a very small number of them worked seriously with them.”

“Hmm… … So this time, that ghost guy is different from the Uiyoldan?”

“It’s not just different. That vicious guy is instilling fear in the hearts of our police officers and giving hope to the Korean people.”

The difference between Gyeongseong’s Ghost and Uiyoldan was that he was always the one who dug into the heart of the enemy and brandished a sharp knife.

He was a man who could come and go wherever he wanted, just like he could enter and leave his own home, and he could kill anyone he wanted.

“Wait a minute, what do you mean you can kill anyone?”

“It’s literally true. If that guy had targeted His Excellency the Governor, he would never see the sun rise again tomorrow.”

Governor Saito frowned and expressed his displeasure at the overly explicit expression.

“That joke is too much.”

“When the former chief of police came to Gyeongseong, he probably never imagined that he would lose one of his hands and return to the interior as a cripple.”

“… … .”

“There, the assassination squad sent by the Black Dragon Society was also defeated by him. Can’t you tell by looking at that?”

“… … .”

A few beads of sweat ran down Governor-General Saito’s back.

“I understand that Your Majesty is uncomfortable with the presence of bodyguards, but I think it would be better for you to focus on the security and personal protection of the Governor-General’s Office in the future.”

“… … I’ll be more careful from now on.”

“That’s all I want to say.”

“… … Are you really sure that there won’t be any problems if you withdraw the troops from Gyeongseong?”

“There won’t be any problems.”

“What?!”

Governor Saito’s face turned red and blue at Miwa’s sudden change of words, and he shouted, unable to control his anger.

“You were confident a little while ago that there would be no problem with the security of Gyeongseong even if the military withdrew, so why are you changing your words now?”

“I didn’t change my words.”

“Do I look like the kind of person who would joke around with you just now? If not… … .”

“As I said earlier, the peace of Gyeongseong is not in our hands, but in the mind of the ghost.”

“… … .”

“Whether or not there is an army in Gyeongseong, that guy will move whenever I want. So rather than leaving them alone and giving the ghost a useful identity, it would be better to just get rid of them in Gyeongseong.”

Miwa spoke to Saito with a more serious face than ever.

* * *

The day after returning from meeting Governor-General Saito.

I started a newspaper company a little bit away from Jongno, the center of Gyeongseong.

“Are you opening a newspaper office on the second floor of my building?”

“I thought no one would come into this building anyway? I’ll make sure you don’t feel bad about it~”

“Who said they needed money? It seems like the teacher forgot, but this is the Gyeongseong branch of the Transportation Bureau, which is part of the Shanghai Provisional Government Transportation Department.”

I naturally responded to her words, which revealed facts that everyone already knew.

“so?”

“That’s not why! The situation is already chaotic, and if people keep coming and going around here, my identity could be exposed!”

“Oh, what should I say… … .”

Somehow, I found it suspicious that they kept serving tasteless black water as coffee.

“It’s not that the madam can’t cook, she just did it that way on purpose to drive away the customers.”

“That’s true, but wasn’t that what we were talking about a little while ago?”

“Madam, it’s obvious which one the police would suspect: the madam who erected a building in the yolk land of Gyeongseong and opened a teahouse on top of it and continues to do business even though there aren’t a single customer, or the madam who frequents the newspaper office and occasionally has customers.”

I was just helping her out a little bit in her cover-up-and-nonsense ways.

“If it weren’t for me, our madam would have been dragged to the police station a long time ago, tortured, and then taken to Seodaemun Prison, where she would have disappeared without a trace.”

“That’s nonsense.”

“It’s true… … .”

It did not seem likely that this place, barely hanging on, would last long in a situation where the Shanghai Provisional Government’s Transportation Bureau and the Yeontongje were successively collapsed due to the Japanese police’s persistent pursuit.

If I had not come to Gyeongseong, I would have been discovered by the Japanese or this work would have been abandoned for financial or other reasons.

“Our madam knows that her life was saved thanks to me.”

“I don’t appreciate it at all.”

“No problem.”

Madame realized that it was foolish to try to have a conversation with me, so she went into the kitchen, clearing away the dishes that still had food on them.

“Please give me tangerines instead of apples for dessert~”

“What kind of tangerines are these in the middle of summer?”

“Oh, is that so?”

“I’ll slice some watermelon for you, so just eat it.”

“That’s good too.”

I swiped aside the satanic black juice in front of me and unfolded the newspaper.

As expected, the newspapers were full of articles about the luncheon with the governor the previous evening.

[What on earth is happening at Geumchon Station? Questions that keep coming back to haunt you!]

[The Governor-General doesn’t know! The police are investigating! The military is on duty as usual!]

[(Cartoon of a dog eating from a dog bowl with a Japanese flag on it in a doghouse that roughly says “Government General’s Office”)]

[To His Excellency the Governor-General of Korea, shout together! Please do something for Korea!]

Why did all the articles seem to be written by people who only live for today?

‘Isn’t everyone scared of the corungtang?’

Unlike the present day and age where you would receive complaints or lawsuits if you made a mistake in an article, this was a scary time where if you made a mistake in an article, not only would your pen break, but your entire hand would break.

Nevertheless, the reporters in Gyeongseong seemed to think that they had to say what they had to say even if it meant twisting their balls, so they all went after the Governor-General’s Office without a second thought.

What’s even more interesting is that this is something that was censored.

‘Censored… right?’

I don’t know exactly what or how they censored it, but since the article wouldn’t have been published without censorship, the fact that this came out means that it was censored.

“Wow… … You guys are amazing.”

There is a high probability that the reporters who wrote this article will be arrested.

But it was obvious that I would soon be released again and would be writing articles like this again.

Such things will probably happen often during Governor-General Saito’s term of office.

This was the period when things like this completely came to an end, going beyond cultural rule to a rule that destroyed national culture.

“hmm…….”

I was lost in thought as I read the newspaper carefully.

‘We’ve succeeded in establishing a connection with Governor-General Saito, but the problem lies beyond that… ‘

Although I was able to have a serious conversation with Governor Saito during our last meeting, he still didn’t know exactly what kind of person I was.

No matter how scary a tiger is, it’s just a big cat in front of a puppy.

Trying to threaten or bully someone in front of someone who doesn’t know exactly how scary they are is less effective.

So, for now, rather than trying to force Governor Saito to do something by threatening him, I needed to do something that would impress upon him what kind of person I was.

If I work with someone like Governor Saito who receives strict security and yet receives everyone’s attention, whether good or bad, Governor Saito will know what kind of person I am.

“Who should I pickle?”

If it were modern times, I would be typing on a laptop keyboard, but this is a world without the Internet.

The quickest way to find the most likeable person in Gyeongseong was to look through the newspapers.

[Shock! The Chosun Ilbo’s Sajoo Noda Daegam is safe and sound today too!]

Then, an article in the Chosun Ilbo caught my eye.

“Lord Noda?”

NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 65