Exorcism Specialist Company: Ghost Soul Trading - Chapter 21

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Chapter 21

The following afternoon.
Upon arriving at Gimpo Airport, the two of us immediately unloaded our luggage from the car.
Inside those bags were the weapons I used, the weapons Tae-woo used, along with magazines and special ammunition.
No matter how much anyone might claim they were airsoft guns, passing through airport security with these seemed utterly impossible.
While Tae-woo stood dazed staring at the luggage, I loaded everything onto an airport cart.
“How are we supposed to get this on the plane? Can we even pass through security?”
Tae-woo asked.
“Just follow my lead.”
I smiled knowingly and pulled the cart toward the ticketing counter.
I handed my ticket to the employee at the counter, placed the luggage on the scale, and pulled out my Guihon Trading employee ID.
“We’re employees of Guihon Trading. We have a business trip to Jeju Island.”
“Ah, I see.”
The employee accepted the ID as if she already knew, then typed something into her computer.
“Tae-woo, take out your employee ID too.”
“What?”
Confused by the situation, Tae-woo stood blankly for a moment before hastily pulling his employee ID from his pocket and handing it to the employee.
She smiled in return, accepted his ID, typed something, and handed it back.
“Yes, it’s been registered. Please proceed to Gate 2.”
The employee then casually printed the tickets and spoke.
I bowed respectfully in thanks and turned to leave with Tae-woo.
“Wait, there are guns and swords in that luggage—how is that even allowed on the plane?”
At Tae-woo’s question, I nodded.
“Yes. With a Guihon Trading employee ID, you can bring weapons aboard planes or ships when traveling internationally or entering and exiting countries.”
“Really? How is that even possible?”
“You know how politicians, business executives, and celebrities tend to have strong beliefs in shamanism?”
“…Is that so?”
“It is. Those people have a lot to protect and a lot to wish for, so they especially rely on shamanism. Because of that, they know our company well and frequently hire us directly. It’s the same overseas.”
“They know about us overseas too?”
“Of course. Guihon Trading has branches in each country, doesn’t it?”
Hearing that, I recalled something I’d heard in the elevator.

‘What’s the status on that American client this time?’

It occurred to me that this might not simply be about trade operations—it could also concern exorcism requests from the American side.
“In any case, people with power and money need us, so a Guihon Trading employee ID has become a kind of free pass. Especially when it comes to transporting weapons.”
“Ah. So airport staff all know about our company?”
“Well, not necessarily. From what I’ve heard, Guihon Trading employee luggage simply passes through without inspection.”
“Really? Without X-rays or anything like that?”
“Yes. That’s what I’ve heard.”
“I see.”
Tae-woo nodded with an expression of wonder.
“Should we grab a coffee at the café? We have some time to spare.”
She casually thrust her hand into her pocket and headed toward the café.
Watching her retreating figure, Tae-woo found himself reconsidering whether a company with merely 750 billion won in annual revenue could actually receive such “privileges.”
He had never heard of even larger conglomerates receiving such benefits.
It had to be one of two things.
Either the actual revenue far exceeded 750 billion won, or it was 750 billion won generated from an exceptionally lucrative clientele.
Regardless, Tae-woo couldn’t fathom how his grandfather had built a company capable of operating overseas branches while receiving such preferential treatment.
In his memory, his grandfather had seemed like nothing more than a village shaman.
“Ah, forget it. I’ll figure it out piece by piece.”
Tae-woo thrust his hand into his pocket and entered the airport café where Ye-rim had gone.

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Two hours later.
Upon arriving at Jeju Airport, Ye-rim and Tae-woo retrieved all their luggage and wheeled their suitcases outside.
“What time is it now?”
“It’s—five o’clock.”
Tae-woo checked his watch before answering.
“If we head to the site right now, the sun will be setting. Hmm. We’ll need to deploy immediately.”
Ye-rim glanced up at the sky as she spoke.
Though the heat still lingered, by six or seven o’clock the sun would begin its descent.
“Ah. Is this another night operation?”
Tae-woo asked.
“Yes. Ghosts naturally hide during the day, but if you search properly, you can still find them relatively easily. However, ghosts strong enough to cause real harm to people hide extremely well—they’re nearly impossible to find during daylight. Once the sun sets, those creatures start crawling out.”
“Are there ghosts that strong? Stronger than the Building Owner Ghost or that Yuria Collection Ghost?”
“Well, the Yuria Collection Ghost was just good at running away—I wouldn’t call it particularly strong. I suspect the ghost here might be around the Building Owner Ghost’s level or possibly stronger.”
Ye-rim approached the taxi waiting in front of the airport.
“Ah. So that ghost was quite powerful too.”
“Yes. When we went there, it was daytime, but the location where it stayed was humid and dark, which is why it was so troublesome. Honestly, it hid extremely well at the end. We found it quickly thanks to your radar doing its job properly.”
She loaded the luggage into the taxi trunk as she answered.
Even as Tae-woo listened to her response, his confusion only deepened.
“Let’s go. Hurry up.”
Yerim seemed to read Tae-woo’s thoughts, boarding the taxi first as she spoke.
“Ah. Yes.”
Tae-woo hurriedly loaded the luggage and climbed into the taxi.
“Just go with the flow, like water.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Tae-woo had no choice but to close his mouth without another word.
Yerim handed the address she’d received from the client to the driver, who immediately entered it into the navigation system and departed.

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Six o’clock in the evening.
The taxi wound through narrow roads and climbed into the mountains before stopping in front of a massive gate that looked like something from a movie.
A medieval European-style statue stood on the pillar beside the iron gate, which was firmly shut.
“Thank you.”
Yerim and Tae-woo thanked the taxi driver and stepped out with their luggage.
“This must be the Taehyung Group Billionaire Villa.”
Tae-woo murmured as he gazed at the statue beside the iron gate, the massive courtyard with its fountain visible beyond the gate, and the two-story Mansion.
Yerim didn’t respond to his words, simply closing her eyes quietly and feeling the breeze.

Whoooosh, whoooooosh—

Yerim slowly opened her eyes as she felt the wind against her skin and spoke.
“Here. The yin energy is definitely very strong. It seems that feng shui master the chairman’s wife called wasn’t just bluffing.”
“You can sense such things?”
“Of course. If you have spiritual sensitivity, you can easily sense yin energy and ghostly presence like this. Can’t you sense it, Tae-woo?”
“Ah. Well. Not really.”
Tae-woo knew he had inherited his grandfather’s spiritual sight, but he’d never experienced what could be called “spiritual sensitivity.”
“Have you ever felt something suddenly turn cold, or gotten chills for no reason? Never experienced that?”
“Well. I suppose I have felt that before.”
“That’s spiritual sensitivity. In movies, they call it the ‘sixth sense,’ right? The sense to perceive ghosts.”
Yerim explained casually while simultaneously teaching Tae-woo everything carefully, step by step.
Tae-woo was deeply grateful for her efforts.
Yerim, too, carried a sense of duty to teach him.
She’d expected much from him as the grandson of that famous Founder/Chairman, but aside from his masterful control of the spirit blade, he knew nothing about the company system, ghosts, or exorcism.
It felt somewhat like babysitting, but since he’d joined as the youngest member of Team 4, guiding him well would make things easier for everyone on the team.
Above all—to avoid nagging from that difficult and troublesome Bang Ji-seok, Tae-woo needed to pull his weight as quickly as possible.
“Let’s grab our luggage.”
She shouldered her carry-on and backpack, approaching the gate.
She then operated the keypad beside it, and the gate opened.
It was the password the client had provided.

Thud—rummmmmble—

The heavy gate swung open with a deep, resonant sound.
The two of us dragged our luggage straight down the linear pathway.
As we ventured deeper, a sprawling courtyard and fountain came into view.
Yet parked there was a luxury sedan—invisible from beyond the gate.
Someone had arrived before us.
“There’s someone over there.”
Beside the sedan stood a man in a black suit, maintaining a respectful posture.
Upon spotting Han Ju-young and me, he immediately retrieved his phone and made a call.
Moments later, a middle-aged man with silver hair, dressed in expensive golf attire, emerged from the villa.
“How did you get in? Was the gate left open?”
He glanced toward the gate, then shuffled forward toward Han Ju-young and me with a deliberate gait.
His arrogant stride betrayed the depths of his character.
“Han Ju-young asked us to handle some cleaning work at this villa.”
I answered respectfully.
The man laughed heartily and pointed dismissively.
“Ah! Hahahaha! So you’re from Guihon Trading! Hahahaha. Good grief, my wife too.”
He shook his head in disbelief and continued speaking.
“My wife must have nowhere else to spend money. Where in this world do ghosts exist that she’d waste money on something like this? Unbelievable.”
He clearly knew all about Guihon Trading.
“That’s why she squanders money on such nonsense—she’s lost the company. Ptooey!”
He turned his head and spat on the ground, then walked toward the black sedan.
As he approached, the suited man moved swiftly to open the rear door.
“Go ahead and finish your work.”
Without even looking back, he waved his hand, climbed into the car, and departed immediately.
Han Ju-young and I stared after the vehicle in bewilderment.
That was when it happened.
A ghost was clinging to the back of the sedan as it drove toward the gate.
Whether it wore a hanbok or a dress was impossible to discern, but its tattered skirt billowed violently, while strands of hair writhed with eerie life, slowly ensnaring the vehicle.
I tried to chase after it, but Han Ju-young grabbed my arm.
“That’s not our assignment. And chasing it won’t do us any good anyway.”
Before she could finish speaking, the vehicle had already passed through the gate.
No matter how fast I could run or how many bullets Han Ju-young could fire, pursuing it seemed impossible.
“Should we… just leave it like that?”
I asked, and Han Ju-young replied.
“If a ghost is clinging that firmly, there’s a hundred percent chance of an accident. Whether the people inside survive or not is another matter.”
Her answer was remarkably matter-of-fact.
After delivering that response, she picked up her luggage and headed into the Mansion.
I, too, followed in her wake and caught sight of the spit that had fallen to the floor.
‘Are the spirits dwelling in this place angered by that man’s attitude?’
With such thoughts crossing my mind, I continued forward.
Thud— a deep, resonant boom—
As the massive double doors swung open, an expansive lobby came into view all at once.
The atmosphere evoked the very essence of a medieval European castle.
Yet the shoe rack and entrance area positioned directly ahead were curiously designed in a distinctly Korean style.
“Let’s begin.”
She immediately started unpacking her belongings at the entrance.

Exorcism Specialist Company Guihon Trading Chapter 21

Author
Chao Wrentz
Publisher
Daon Creative
Planning / Editing / Production
Yoon Tae-ri
Cover
Lee Chi

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