Rust - Chapter 42



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RUST-42

The World Hotel convention room was soon filled with life.

The Colt Python made a whirring sound on the table.

“So, the Charlotte Group’s official position is that they can’t hand over the Charlotte Hotel to us?”

The scarred short-haired woman spoke as she swung her pistol. It was as if she had made the thick scent of blood into her voice. The plump Charlotte executive raised his voice as if he had crushed the thick scent of blood into his belly fat.

“You have to make sense! It’s unclear whether Charlotte Hotel President Sim Eun-young caused the problem, but even if Charlotte Hotel President caused the problem, you want to take over the entire hotel business? You want the entire group to take responsibility? Didn’t you see what Director Kim did in the video? The scene where he subdued him and then confirmed his death? Then, can we hold him responsible and ask World Security and World PMC?”

“What the hell are you talking about? You’re going to meddle with World Security and PMC just because you killed one yakuza?”

A person from the World side who appeared to be a member of the organization shouted.

A Charlotte executive who had remained silent despite the commotion stirred. He slicked back his thinning hair and spoke in a low voice.

“The person brutally murdered in that video is a member of the Simga bloodline. So what does the world want from us?”

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“What we want is the neck. Director Kim’s neck, and the necks above him that allowed Director Kim to act like that, and the necks of World Security and World PMC that caused casualties even in a one-sided situation where capture was possible. Hotel? If you want, we’ll give it to you. But what we want is the neck. Do you agree?”

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Hehehehehehehehehe

The high-pitched laughter of a short-haired woman filled the convention room. The scar across her face squirmed like a snake.

“Really? You want my neck? I’ll give you the hotel if you give me my neck and my kids’ necks? Is this how you planned it? You got rid of Manager Hong, Director Choi, and Director Baek, and then you set this trap?”

“Director Yoo, please calm down first…”

Executive Director Choi, in his late 40s, wearing a black suit, was flustered. Clank, the sound of the Colt Python’s trigger being pulled. A cold tension spread across the faces of the security guards on both sides.

“How could you possibly think of me to play such a prank? Everyone plays pranks, both inside and outside… and now, here. If I pull the trigger, how many people will survive?”

“If you want.”

A middle-aged executive with slicked-back hair said calmly.

“Let’s take a short break and then do it again.”

Charlotte’s generous executive quickly lightened the mood. The two sides separated the two who were on fire from each other and headed to the break room.

Charlotte’s executive lounge.

A faint smile appeared on the face of the all-white executive who had been wearing a serious expression.

I was lucky. Of all people, Kim Yang had gone to the Jeju Island hotel that she ran. By the way, that girl was preparing for force. She even dragged in her collateral line, and with her collateral line dead, she even had a bargaining chip to use against World. I was just grateful. This was the perfect opportunity to take that slut’s throat.

“I can’t give the hotel or the construction to anyone else, it’s mine.”

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As I was shopping, I found that there were quite a lot of things to buy. Bags, clothes, and underwear. I should have had at least 30 items. Even if I had that many, I would have had to throw them away right away if they were lying around. I also roughly put in some clothes that Ms. Kim would wear. It was worth renting a large SUV.

How should I go?

Should I just drive on the highway? What if the organization catches on? Maru, who was traumatized after the taxi ride, decided to go around in circles. The radio news was all about the Japanese earthquake and the Japanese volcanic eruption.

[···I heard that a volcano has erupted in Kyushu, and that flights to Kyushu and the western part of Honshu have been canceled?]

[Yes. Due to the aftermath of the volcanic eruption in Kyushu, the entire Kyushu area has become a restricted flight zone. In effect, the skies over Kyushu and western Japan are blocked···]

[···I sent you the news of the great earthquake yesterday. There was an accident where contact with the correspondent was lost. Can you connect now?]

[···Foreign correspondents are also said to be losing contact. The cause appears to be the aftermath of the earthquake that devastated not only Tokyo but also the surrounding areas, causing many base stations to collapse. These areas with no communication are spreading to the surrounding areas, and the current areas with no communication include Tokyo and its surroundings···]

I got on the highway, got off, went onto a national road, got back on the highway, and thought, ‘I’m leaving tomorrow, what am I doing?’ Maru, who had been going round and round, suddenly got angry.

“Fuck. Everyone come.”

Maru, who was on the highway, stepped on the accelerator like crazy.

I don’t know whether I’ll get a speeding ticket or not. It’s not in my name anyway.

“Let’s go- we’ll go tomorrow-”

“Let’s go! Let’s go!”

It was Maru driving on the highway while screaming.

The time we arrived at the place where the truck was parked was around 5 PM, and it was getting dark in the mountains in October. The truck stayed there without any problems for a day.

Maru called Gi-sun to ask him to leave some space because he was going to load some luggage onto the truck. Gi-sun, who answered the phone, tried to start talking, asking what luggage he had, but Maru calmly replied that he could go and see, and hung up, saying that he had to move the luggage. So he transferred the luggage from the rental car onto the truck and drove the truck toward Busan.

Woohoo

The sound of cars overtaking a truck.

Wheeeeeeing

Even other trucks leisurely passed the truck driven by Maru.

The speed at which the earthworms crawled seemed crazy. The speed was really like that because the truck was fully loaded. Do you know that feeling where you can’t get out no matter how much you step on it?

‘Oh, so annoying.’

‘Oh, come on. Let’s run.’

Ki-soon called Maru, who was fighting a panic attack in the car that wouldn’t move.

[Hey- When are you arriving?]

“It’s 6:30 now, right? Judging by the speed, it looks like it’ll arrive at around 10 or 11.”

[Have you eaten and left?]

“No. Ki-sun, I’m so annoyed I think I’m going crazy.”

[No. Why?]

“I’ve been driving all day and it’s already a pain, but when I step on the gas pedal, the car won’t start. Hahaha.”

[Are you an idiot? Then did you think that a fully loaded truck would just step on it and go away? If you can’t rest every hour, then at least rest every two hours. It’s dinner time now, so you should definitely go to a rest area and eat and rest. It’ll be past 11 if you get here quickly anyway. Don’t step on it so much that you end up in an accident.]

“Oh my gosh, I’m going crazy. My hands are shaking.”

[Stop talking nonsense and go to the rest area and eat something. My hands are shaking because I’m hungry. This is a small room with two beds, and they’ve finished putting in a refrigerator and freezer. So drive carefully.]

“What about Ms. Kim?”

[That woman has been in a state of panic since she went into her room after eating earlier. She hasn’t texted me, and when I told her to go out and buy some things, she told the hotel staff to do it for her. What the heck, that woman.]

Ho- You didn’t go out? Are you coming to your senses? That was a good decision. If you don’t go out, the chances of getting involved will definitely decrease. By the way, who did you make the dinner appointment with that you said you might get involved with? I’m still curious.

“Okay. She’s a woman you can just leave alone.”

[That may be convenient, but what kind of woman is she?]

“Go and talk, go.”

[Okay. I’ll be here working and sleeping, so don’t wake me up.]

“I know.”

As soon as he hung up the phone, Maru screamed.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee

No, is it true that he ran away to Korea after causing trouble in Japan, and then ran away to Japan from Korea? Is it true? Why on earth are you doing this to me?

[···Amid rumors of large-scale looting and crime in the affected areas, Japan’s provisional disaster government has warned that martial law will be declared if the unrest is not contained soon.]

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A country road on the outskirts of Busan.

On one side of the road, which was wide and paved despite being a country road, several vans were parked in a row.

If you go a little further, there will be a lot of rice fields and an open view, but this area is quite full of trees like vinyl houses and small forests, so the view is blocked.

“Huh- Miss Kim, really-”

Director Kim looked around the site and exclaimed in admiration.

“Look at this. If we had rushed in without knowing anything, we would have been screwed.”

According to Kim Yang’s records, he mixed the double tap with the modified Mozambique drill. It was easy when Kim Yang was on the company side, but it was really crazy when he was on the chase side.

“It is definitely different from the existing information.”

The traces found in the Yeongdeungpo Gosiwon were different from the existing records of Kim Yang. Although there were only two people, they attacked the lower body first. It was as if they were only targeting places that were not covered by bulletproof vests. However, the Gosiwon was a narrow room compared to the concept of street fighting, so they just let it go.

But the scene was different now. What if they persistently shot at the knees, hips, and other areas in this field? Director Kim concluded that it would be difficult to catch Ms. Kim with only the bulletproof vest and bulletproof mask that he had prepared as a basic.

Even the aftermath was ruthless.

“Wow, really- she’s a tough bitch. Did she kill you later?”

The five bodies were definitely like executions. They had just shot a person in the head while he was still unable to move.

“Yes. The firearm used is believed to be a Walther P22, and the bullets were confirmed to be .22 caliber.”

“But… why is this place like this?”

Director Kim frowned involuntarily in a sense of extreme discomfort. There were six, no, seven corpses huddled together. The information officer also looked around, trying to figure out how to interpret this.

Even Director Kim saw something strange about the corpses here. The arms were cut off, the necks were cut off. If it had been like that, he would have understood.

The problem was the gun. The security team was armed with firearms. And yet they were treated so ridiculously? There was no sign of running away. It was really hard to understand. Did they panic in the group?

“It seems like Miss Kim lured me here.”

“invitation?”

“Yes, judging from the signs of engagement, it seems like they thought Ms. Kim was alone, so they surrounded her and tried to capture her. However, when Ms. Kim was incapacitated one by one, they banded together to avoid being defeated individually. The moment they banded together, the men with swords rushed at them.”

“Those guys with swords, what about the damage to the other party?”

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“I’m not sure, but if they had been wearing bulletproof vests and rushed in, it would have been one-sided.”

“What level is it over there?”

The information officer was silent for a moment. It was certainly not common to see someone with this level of swordsmanship.

“It’s quite advanced. If you look here, the skull is split. This side, the neck is blown off. I heard that in Japan, there is a kendo style called Shigen-ryu that is favored by the undercover kids, that can cut off the skull or neck with one blow. Even if it’s not Shigen-ryu, it’s difficult to do this with a sword unless you’re familiar with kendo.”

Just look at the Arab terrorists beheading prisoners. It takes multiple strikes to cut off a person’s head. To cut it cleanly like the marks you see here, it would have been impossible for anyone but a master swordsman who had practiced his sword skills for years.

“That’s not just one or two. In order to cut down seven people with guns with such a huge force, you need at least twice that number. Not only here, but the ten bodies up there were all stabbed. Considering that, they were probably surrounded by three or four times as many security team members as there were here. The elite swordsmen slaughtered the security team in a panic while they were surrounded.”

“Ha- You little shits, you could have just shot them or captured them since you have an overwhelming advantage in numbers. Why did you go to all this trouble?”

“It looks like a preemptive strike. If you look at the morale of our employees who saw this···.”

What would you think if you saw a corpse that wasn’t even cleanly shot to death, but had its limbs cut off one by one? Even the security team armed with guns were stabbed like this, so the staff members’ mentality couldn’t be normal.

Is it mental bread?

Director Kim clenched and unclenched his fist.

“I came to catch Ms. Kim, and the corpses almost piled up.”

The estimate was clear. A bunch of ordinary yakuza with knives would be fighting a security team armed with guns? No way. These were traces that could not have been created if it weren’t for Charlotte. What on earth was she thinking?

“Take a picture of all of this and send it to Director Yoo. Also write down what you said earlier in the report.”

“What should we do about Ms. Kim? We’ve confirmed the license plate number of the car she’s in. Should we track it?”

Director Kim looked around.

Sea of ​​blood.

She looked like a bloody yakuza kid. Judging from the estimate, it was definitely Charlotte, and it was highly likely that she wasn’t just a simple yakuza who had fled from Japan. There was a chance that she was a force known even in the archipelago.

Then? It was difficult with this number. Above all, there was no reason to capture Ms. Kim at this point. There were so many traces that it would be difficult to find without Charlotte’s intervention, so what would we do by capturing Ms. Kim here?

“For now, let’s deal with this first. And I suggest changing the operation to capture Kim Yang to an assassination. In my name.”

“yes.”

“Ah- You said it was the Busan branch security team? You’re taking over command of the remaining guys.”

“All right.”

Director Kim’s mind grew cold.

“We have to strike first to have a chance of winning. We have to move as quickly as possible to take out the yakuza hideout and their business premises in Busan at the same time. Add that Director Yu needs to make a decision quickly.”

“yes.”

In this case, it was important to strike first. We had to destroy them first.

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Ms. Kim, who was invited to the dinner, pretended to be calm, but she was very nervous.

How much money would it take to create an interior like this? It’s not like it’s just gold-plated marble. Oh, there’s real gold-plated marble there.

Every surface and line from the floor to the walls and ceiling was both art and pressure. I felt the force of capitalism, which I couldn’t call the material and style I was seeing for the first time as I breathed.

‘Come to your senses.’

Kim Yang, who was panting without showing it, touched her arm. The detonator was linked to the electrocardiogram, and if anything, Kim Yang was going to go ‘Bam!’ She didn’t want to die, but if she had to die, she wouldn’t die alone. She made a promise.

After passing through the daunting front room and going inside, there was another space with a strange oriental color scheme. After passing through that and going inside, there was a spacious dining room.

Ms. Kim was on edge.

The woman in the room looked to be in her early twenties, or at most her mid-twenties. I’d heard that the Charlotte Hotel manager was definitely in his early to mid-thirties, but from what I could see, she looked like Kim Yang’s age.

She was wearing a dark suit, and the jacket with embroidery accented with rose gold gave her a beautiful military look. So, like a military uniform? Certainly. It was closer to a military uniform than a suit. The combination of long hair and a military-like suit was unrealistic. It felt like a pictorial.

But there was something else that was bothering Kim Yang. It was clear that the dining room was only filled with the woman and herself, but the atmosphere around them was different. It was the same atmosphere that she had felt when she assassinated a wealthy man in China. The unforgettable atmosphere she had experienced as a child was also felt here.

Cold sweat began to form on my palms. Phew- I had to calm down.

As Ms. Kim was desperately trying to pull herself together, the woman greeted her first.

“Thank you for accepting the invitation. I am Sim Eun-young, the president of Hotel Charlotte. It’s nice to meet you.”

“My name is Ms. Kim. Why did you call me···.”

What the hell was I wasting my time on. Miss Kim didn’t want to stay in such a nerve-wracking place for too long.

At Kim Yang’s words, “Just the main point,” the woman smiled with a hohohoho expression.

“If you say something so hastily like that, ‘Just a quick note,’ I feel embarrassed as the one who invited you. I heard that Ms. Kim enjoys eating, so I prepared a formal dinner, so don’t be nervous and take your time. Let’s talk about the details after we eat.”

As the woman slightly raised her right hand, the door opened very quietly and naturally, and an employee came in dragging a cart tray, bowed his head to greet her, and spoke to Ms. Kim.

“How would you like to prepare the aperitif?”

What kind of draft? Kim Yang’s pupils shook. Kim Yang, who tried her best to keep a calm expression, nodded to the woman sitting in front of her and said.

“Same thing···.”

The woman across from her smiled broadly and raised her glass of what looked like an insanely strong drink as she greeted Ms. Kim.

In a tense space where you don’t know when something will explode, Ms. Kim, who was given a strong drink by accident, raised her glass and shouted inwardly.

What the fuck.

It’s a matter of the account.