Rust - Chapter 135



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RUST -135

After deciding to transfer to the Department of Homeland Security in Virginia, Maru’s progress was unstoppable.

The first thing to be resolved was what to do with the shelter that Virginia had agreed to provide.

“Since we’ve decided to work with the Department of Homeland Security, I think we need to sort out the house we received from Virginia. What do you think?”

If it was Virginia, she would definitely have wiretaps and surveillance equipment installed in her home. I didn’t trust the Department of Homeland Security all that much, but Virginia was notorious for having a bad ending.

“It is right to dispose of it.”

“······.”

Kim Yang immediately agreed. How much trouble did you have with the company in Korea? When you say Virginia, it’s an American company, right? It was right to dispose of the support quickly.

The nurse expressed her tacit consent by remaining silent. If she didn’t want to sell, she would have to pay two people to buy the house, and who would have the money right now?

“Then let’s dispose of it, and let’s dispose of our luggage as well.”

“What about gold?”

Kim Yang’s eyes wavered at the silence on the floor.

“The golden gun?”

The floor was filled with the dead Kim Yang.

“What if the FBI in Virginia stabs me? I think it would be better to dispose of what can be disposed of, and then leave behind evidence after verifying what has been disposed of.”

If they kept nitpicking like this, the Department of Homeland Security, which had promised to look after them, would get tired. The moment the Department of Homeland Security could no longer bear it and cut off Maru and his group, it was obvious that their life on the run would begin.

‘Is King Chi the only innocent gold?’

Gold was pure. That’s why it was gold. But how can you dispose of that kind of gold? Maru coldly turned away from Kim Yang’s gaze.

“It’s okay now, but I don’t know how things will change later, so it’s better to organize it when you can.”

Miss Kim protested with silent protests, but nothing changed.

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A trailer truck driven by a Department of Homeland Security officer headed lightly toward Detroit. Ms. Kim was sitting in the driver’s seat of an SUV following behind.

“Cartel footage. Isn’t it dangerous?”

Virginia didn’t seem like she would just give up, since the video the rookie sent showed her stabbing him.

“It’s okay to join hands with the Department of Homeland Security.”

The Department of Homeland Security gave me the documents to fill out as a freelancer under its subordinate organization. The Department of Homeland Security took care of the gold, weapons, and other things that could be easily caught, and deposited the money in my bank account in dollars, so I guess I feel a little bit safer?

“What if the video skips?”

“No way. I heard that our relationship has gotten worse recently.”

Since the Department of Homeland Security and Virginia were not on good terms, it was assumed that they would not exchange information with each other unless necessary. Even if they had received information, there was no way the Department of Homeland Security could do anything about it.

The United States was in total chaos at the moment. It was a mess internationally, but domestic problems were also serious.

The economy was reeling from the coronavirus pandemic. When they released dollars to try to save it, inflation began. When they raised interest rates to try to curb inflation, problems began to arise one after another.

Given the situation, employees in the distribution and service industries did not return to work, saying they would rather take a break and receive support money.

That would be the end of it, but criminal organizations have begun distributing drugs in large quantities to rip off the grant money.

Mafia, gangs, and cartels are already frustrating, but with Chinese organized crime scheming on the loose, the DEA is running wild, barely able to change diapers.

The FBI was struggling with the soaring violent crime rate, and Virginia was losing manpower due to a series of incidents overseas.

But what about the Department of Homeland Security, which is taking a bite out of all that? It was a mess, too. The biggest problem was refugees and immigration.

The immigration office was a subsidiary organization, so they had to manage it without being able to exclude or exclude anyone, but then there was an influx of Syrian and Afghan refugees. Then there were illegal immigrants pouring in from South America. And then there were Chinese kids coming in like crazy.

What if someone from Syria or Afghanistan says Allahu Arbak? So the surveillance personnel were split. South America was openly being invaded by cartel kids.

What about China? It was the same in China. It wasn’t just yesterday that Chinese people who went into Chinatown started disappearing.

The Japanese were also expected to pour in. Right now, flights have been suspended due to the volcanic eruption, and shipping has been halted due to the floating debris from the underwater volcanic eruption, but once the volcanic eruption stops and the ash and smoke settle, the Japanese will surely flock to the United States.

Then, wouldn’t there be yakuza there? It would be fortunate if there were yakuza. What about the militarists? What if those who want to avenge World War II come over and join hands with Allahu Arbak?

So the Department of Homeland Security has been very accommodating to Maru and his party. I don’t know about other things, but don’t they have the ability? Right now, they’re just freelancers hired on paper, but if there’s a real situation where they need to borrow a cat’s paw, wouldn’t it be a win-win situation for both parties?

“I guess that’s what you’re thinking.”

Maru spoke as if it was nothing special.

“Are you okay?”

“······.”

At Kim Yang’s words, Maru quietly closed his eyes.

The saying that life can turn out any way comes to mind. Who knew? You could get involved with the World Group, the Charlotte Group, Virginia, gangs, cartels, and finally the Department of Homeland Security.

“It has to be okay···.”

Maru answered calmly. It had to be okay.

“······.”

“······.”

While driving, Ms. Kim glanced at Maru, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Even though I thought they were the same person, there were times when I wondered if they were human beings. That was the case when I saw them sending rookie employees to Arlington County.

Baekjeong just looked at the staff with a look of life in his eyes. Even though he was a little far away, he still felt a chill.

Don’t you know? When you touch a tiger’s thick flesh, it makes you shiver, or when a tiger makes a ‘roar’, small animals die of heart attack.

But when Maru tried to look at him with a lively gaze, the rookie employee clutched his chest and fell down. At first, I wondered if it was true. A person could die of a heart attack just because he looked at them.

Could it be a coincidence? His heart may have been weak to begin with. He may have died suddenly due to the side effects of the coronavirus infection. However, what is certain is that Baekjeong glared at him with a murderous intent, and the rookie died from the pressure.

Was Baekjeong actually not like two hundred or five hundred? Or did he evolve or develop into two hundred or five hundred?

Anyway, it was a floor that gave me a really strong feeling when I was on the same side.

Huh. Huh. Huh.

Gold. Gold. Gold.

Miss Kim, who had been humming without realizing it, suddenly became gloomy.

My gold···.

I’ll leave some.

As expected, I hated Baekjeong.

As Ms. Kim was sadly reminiscing about her happy memories with Gold, the nurse behind her spoke cautiously.

“Ah-no- you said you were going to Detroit?”

“?”

“yes.”

“They say Detroit went bankrupt and became a dangerous city. Is that okay?”

Kim Yang laughed at the nurse’s words. Could it be more dangerous than Maru, who sends people away with just a look?

“That’s why I’m going there.”

“Because it’s dangerous?”

Detroit was recovering from bankruptcy and rebuilding the city little by little.

But the suburban residential areas were still abandoned and desolate, and the white middle and upper class who had left Detroit were not returning.

The gap was filled by refugees, immigrants, illegal immigrants, and gangs. Even though the crime rate and unemployment rate had dropped, the already established criminal organizations could not move elsewhere. In this way, the city nights that were slowly becoming brighter ended up harboring deep darkness.

“No, because I can move freely.”

“If there is a difference, it is self-defense.”

It was Ms. Kim who responded to Maru’s words. The nurse rolled her eyes. So, the reason you’re going to the city of crime is because you can easily defend yourself? Me? What do you want me to do?

“You don’t have to worry because public safety has improved a lot recently.”

“Ah- yes-”

“And what are you going to do?”

“Huh? What-what?”

“I heard there is a severe shortage of nursing staff these days due to the coronavirus. How can I help you find a job?”

“Etto- I’m not good at English.”

“There are also fields like pharmaceuticals, supplies, and inventory management. Aren’t there jobs that I can do even if I’m not good at English? I’ll look into it if you want.”

“I wonder if it will become a waste···.”

Kim Yang let go of the handle she was holding and stretched like a cat.

“It’s okay. People have to do things.”

Look at the beginner. Didn’t he always try to eat raw while munching on food and end up in the hole? Ms. Kim looked at the nurse through the rearview mirror. The nurse nodded and answered after receiving the signal.

“Ha-ha- thank you! I will work hard!”

Yes, that’s right. Ms. Kim was satisfied.

“What are you going to do?”

Kim Yang was a little embarrassed by Maru’s sudden question.

Huh? Me? I have to take care of the guns, keep my senses in tip-top shape, and… maintain the nurses too…

In the distance, Detroit, the city of steel and automobiles, was gradually revealed.

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Virginia Conference Room

bang!

A fist slammed on the table. A dull thud echoed through the conference room.

“Are those fucking Japs hitting each other like this?”

I gave him an identity and a house. I turned a blind eye to the gold, firearms, and explosives he brought in, and now he’s gone to the Department of Homeland Security?

“Why on earth are these kids doing this?”

“I guess they thought the staff member who put them there was watching them.”

“Does that make any fucking sense? You covered all the mess with those gangs and cartel guys? You got away with it because our kid was there. Even if they were gangs, cartels, or criminals, would you have gotten away with killing people like that? Our kids cleaned up everything, and this is how you’re paying them back?”

“······.”

I had a feeling that these guys were going to escape from hellish Japan without any damage. It was the same when they made a deal with the mutant barnacles. They got involved with the Department of Homeland Security to get their own way, and this is what happened. I should have just thrown them in then…

“What happened to the time you told me to stab those guys for smuggling gold and illegal guns?”

“The Department of Homeland Security said they have already disposed of everything.”

“Dog shit!”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Could it be that the Department of Homeland Security was blatantly involved? Okay. Let’s say the kids held hands and fought, but what about the fact that our perfectly healthy child died?

Belt- belt- belt-

The intercom rang.

“what?”

[The autopsy results are out.]

“Put it up right now.”

[Uploaded.]

The autopsy results appeared on the monitor screen. The cause of death was cardiac arrest.

“Heart attack? Huh- Heart attack?”

A healthy employee, not even a freshman but in his third year, died of a heart attack? I noticed something unusual. He had signs of cerebral infarction. His blood stress hormone levels were abnormally high. Overall, his blood vessels and muscles were found to be severely constricted.

“If you are under extreme stress, it is not uncommon for your blood to clump together and form clots.”

“know.”

What kind of stress did you have to be under to become like this?

“But you know, what kind of stress would cause a full-time employee to have a heart attack?”

“There was no other trace.”

The autopsy results also showed no signs of torture or abuse.

“Threat to kill?”

“I don’t think so.”

A full-time employee died of a heart attack after failing to overcome threats? That was ridiculous. There was something about these guys. I couldn’t figure out what it was. Judging from the video of the guy with the tear tattoo cartel and the knife, he wasn’t an ordinary person.

“Wouldn’t it be hard to catch him?”

“··· We are seriously short on field personnel. Furthermore, based on the information we have so far, even if we deploy a large number of elite agents, it seems difficult to avoid casualties on our side.”

“There’s definitely something about them.”

The reaction speed seen in the video. The video was out of focus and was difficult to see properly because of the dust later on, but it was definitely not the reflexes or speed that an ordinary person could react with.

Drugs? The cartel guys were definitely on drugs. What about Japs? If the employee on scene hadn’t died, we would have known whether or not they were on drugs.

“What if we stab the DEA?”

“The Department of Homeland Security said they were their own freelancers.”

Beep-beep-beep-beep-

The intercom blared and a red light flashed.

[An emergency communication has arrived that there are signs of rioting in LA. There is also strange activity from armed gangs and cartels.]