Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 132



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 132

The bait is best when shaken (4)

Seo Jae-pil, who had stopped laughing, carefully opened his mouth.

“It seems that Confucius’s role as bait was meaningful.”

“Did you have a feeling?”

Seo Jae-pil nodded at Ilmok’s question.

“The words themselves were consistent. However, throughout the conversation with me, there was a subtle hint of hesitation.”

It was clearly a momentary worry and hesitation. To the extent that others would not have felt it.

However, Seo Jae-pil had experience consulting with martial artists who had studied magic for several months as a member of the Jeongsimwon.

In the process, Seo Jae-pil had seen countless instances of hiding something or telling lies.

The reasons they lied or hid something were largely the same.

‘It was because I wanted to hide the experience of being swayed by side effects.’

Since they are all people who can be called ‘experts’, most of them have strong self-esteem. It was not easy for them to spit out memories of struggling with mental illness.

No, it was embarrassing for even ordinary people to verbalize their own mental illness.

but.

“First of all, since it was still early in the consultation, we didn’t have a very in-depth conversation. We just talked about life in the Magic Hall and the people in the hall. However, he seemed to be hesitating and pondering as if we were having a very important conversation.”

If I had to think hard and answer even the most trivial of conversations, it was bound to feel a bit off.

“In particular, this attitude became more evident after Confucius began his club experience.”

“also….”

If you keep picking on me, it means you approached me with malicious intent from the beginning.

‘Oh my. To have someone so openly hostile towards you. What are they doing?’

It was a sight that he had no idea that the other person might be upset because of his lazy behavior.

While Ilmok was laughing in vain at Madouyoung’s pitifulness, Seo Jaepil asked.

“If so, can I report it to the governor right away?”

For some reason, Ichimoku shook his head at that question.

“Wouldn’t it be a shame if things went on like this? Aside from that Ma Do-young being a servant, there is another servant hiding in the Magic Hall.”

“Well, wouldn’t that be revealed if we catch that guy, Madouyoung, and interrogate him?”

“That’s a naive thought. Would that guy, Madouyoung, sell out his comrades so easily?”

“… It is not my place to speak as a member of the National Assembly, but the questioning of the new religion will not be light.”

“What if he doesn’t keep his mouth shut, but spreads false information?”

Only then did Seo Jae-pil realize what Ilmok was trying to say and let out a faint exclamation of ‘Ah.’

“It is certainly possible. However, even if Madou Young frames someone else, wouldn’t the lie eventually be revealed if the person being framed is interrogated and their movements are tracked?”

“There’s no way to know how many people will be unfairly interrogated during that process.”

Seo Jae-pil looked moved at the words that seemed to show concern for the innocent victim, but Ichimoku had another intention.

If only those close to him were being interrogated, then that would be understandable. Other than that, he was just a ‘man’ to Ilmok. No, he was worse than a man. Whether or not the pseudo-fanatics were being interrogated was none of Ilmok’s business.

‘If someone lies or makes a false confession during that innocent interrogation to avoid torture, things will get complicated.’

Concern for innocent victims was an excuse, and it was a decision made in consideration of the possibility that the case would be swayed by false confessions and fail to root out the truth.

‘They’re the ones after my balls, so if they’re not dealt with properly, I’ll feel uneasy in many ways.’

Of course, if there had been no other solution, it might have ended here. However, now, a very good hand has been placed in Ichimoku’s hands.

“First of all, I have already figured out the identity of one of the servants, so is there any need to throw that away?”

“Are you saying that you will use Madouyoung as a long-term tool?”

“exactly.”

The reason I was able to come up with a way to use Madouyoung in reverse wasn’t simply because of my obsession.

‘I didn’t know movies could help in times like this.’

It was because something I saw in a movie came to mind.

It was about finding the main body of a drug organization, monitoring the drug mules without catching them.

‘But how did that movie end…?’

Looking back, I found the torso, but rather than catching it cleanly, I ended up fighting a fierce battle and barely catching it.

It was a somewhat unsettling ending, but Ichimoku didn’t care.

‘Well, what does it matter since the governor is on our side anyway?’

Even if a fierce battle breaks out in the Magic Hall, the Magic Hall’s lord will ultimately take care of the matter.

It was the same even if the battle took place at the headquarters where the main body was located. Since the Heavenly Demon, the master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, was on the side, what was there to worry about?

While Ilmok was thinking about that, Seo Jae-pil asked with a puzzled look on his face.

“But even if you use that magic spirit to catch another servant, isn’t there a possibility that he will also lie?”

Still, as a member of the National Assembly, he must have a good head on his shoulders, so it was a pretty sharp observation. As he said, in any case, all those in the Magic Hall are just lackeys. They are not the ‘body’.

but.

“If there are multiple captured servants, wouldn’t it be possible to cross-check the information they spit out? If we interrogate the servants in an independent space and block their information.”

Only then did Seo Jae-pil fully understand Ilmok’s intentions and nodded.

“If we do that, as Confucius said, the number of innocent victims of false testimony will likely decrease.”

“Well, if they had something to say in advance in case they got caught, that would be useless too.”

“…?”

Then why bother going this cumbersome route?

Before Seo Jae-pil could utter that question, Ilmok suddenly said something out of the blue.

“By any chance, are there any codes that the members of the Jeongsimwon use? For hiding information about patients, or for other purposes?”

“…There is, but.”

Ilmok said to Seo Jae-pil, who had an expression on his face as if asking why he was asking this.

“If so, could you please give me some paper and a brush? From now on, I want you to change what I’m writing to the code that Congressman Seo has set. For example, you can make it sound like I’m asking for hand sanitizer again, or that I’m consulting with a certain instructor.”

“!!!”

Seo Jae-pil asked with a surprised expression.

“Could it be that you had planned for this situation from the beginning when you requested hand sanitizer in advance last time?”

To that question, Ichimoku shrugged his shoulders slightly and answered.

“You never know. Among those who go back and forth between the headquarters and the magic hall, there might be a tail from that side.”

Ilmok, who replied as if it was nothing, held out his hand as if telling me to quickly hand over the paper and brush.

And Seo Jae-pil’s eyes widened as he checked what Ilmok had written at the top of the paper.

It was a look of mixed disbelief and shock.

“Are you saying you’re going to use that?”

There was written there, asking Cheonma for permission to use a certain item.

“If we had this, wouldn’t we be able to get a confession even if they kissed each other?”

“… Then, wouldn’t it be okay to just capture that Madouyoung and use him?”

“Instead, if you use this, it will be half nonsense, so it needs to be cross-checked just the same. Also, the Master may refuse to use it.”

“ah….”

Only then did Seo Jae-pil nod as if he understood. Ilmok was writing the following sentence on paper.

The second sentence was a sort of request for reinforcements.

Because we needed a watcher to secretly follow the long-term horse called Madouyoung.

However, if we moved too many people unnecessarily, there was a risk that they would hide.

With a minimal number of people, we had to keep an eye on Madouyoung without them feeling any discomfort.

And Ichimoku knew someone who was skilled in stealth and hiding.

‘You said you were sorry for not being of much help last time, so I thought I’d try to get some help this time.’

* * *

Two days later.

After work, I headed to the theater club.

“Hahaha. Welcome to Ichimokukando!”

“Hohohoho. I hope you take care of me today too.”

As I looked at Baekcheon and Bang Mihwa, who came out to greet me without fail, I couldn’t help but sigh.

‘Once you grab the body, you immediately quit.’

It wasn’t because I liked the theater club that I came back.

Because I was with the attendants Bang Mi-hwa and Baek Cheon, I naturally became distracted.

If it weren’t for Instructor Madouyoung, the meditation club would have been the best. For relaxation.

‘I have to make him let his guard down, so there’s no way around it.’

I had even applied to join the meditation club to use myself as bait, so now I couldn’t help but feel suspicious about going back to the meditation club.

So, it was back to the safest theater club.

To keep an eye on another servant, I thought about going to a physical or doctrinal study group.

‘If you stay there, you might get addicted to coins and go crazy.’

If I go wild, he might say, “Okay, fine,” and use the wildness as an excuse to stab me in the back, so I had no choice but to give up.

As I was thinking about the two most horrible clubs, Joo Seo-yeon suddenly came to my side.

“Your Majesty, at a glance.”

As she approached me in a secretive manner, I could somehow predict what she would say next.

“When you went to the headquarters due to injury, didn’t you meet Jin Ha-yeon?”

“I haven’t seen it.”

Since it was an expected question, I answered without changing my expression. I decided not to worry about the question of why I could predict what a crazy person would say.

“Is that true? Isn’t the person that Jin Ha-yeon served none other than Prince Ilmok?”

“I guess it’s because of your status as an official. Isn’t Lady Jin also busy cultivating somewhere?”

I felt good about telling the lie.

Even if I say no, they keep asking me questions like that. What if I told them that I was with Jin Ha-yeon?

‘He must have been sticking around all day, asking me every single question about Jin Ha-yeon’s recent activities.’

This could be said to be the mindset of a great sasaeng fan.

Of course, I had no intention of hanging out with such sasaeng fans.

“The main office. The titles among the offices are unified as offices. How many times do I have to tell you this?”

Because Instructor Eun-ryeo’s cold eyes were directed at me and Joo-seo-yeon.

‘Why am I…?’

The feeling that he was being particularly harsh towards me was getting worse.

‘Is it spinster neurosis…?’

I don’t know what the side effects of Instructor Eunryeo are, but aside from the magic, it seems like a very likely symptom for an unmarried person at that age.

While consulting with Assemblyman Seo, he was trying to figure out Instructor Eun-ryeo’s symptoms.

Joo Seo-yeon was answering very confidently.

“Since I will be a disciple of Ichimoku Gongja even after I graduate from the Magic Academy, wouldn’t it be right to continue calling him Gongja while at the Magic Academy?”

“…Do you really think that makes sense?”

“Yes, Instructor!”

At the sight of Joo Seo-yeon answering with her clear eyes sparkling, Instructor Eun-ryeo sighed and turned her head.

“… … .”

It seemed like she couldn’t handle the spinster neurosis or the sasaeng fans.

‘After all, I have to escape quickly.’

The desire to leave this horrible hell grows stronger.

Naturally, my gaze turned towards the pavilion where the meditation club was active.

It wasn’t just because I missed that place.

‘I hope you’re keeping a close eye on it?’

Because someone who had hidden in the magic hall today was there.