Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work - Chapter 54

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Even If I Fall Into a Ghost Story, I Still Have to Go to Work Episode 054

The promised three days.

The last day at ‘Horizon Mountain Lodge’ had dawned.

“….”

The Government Official got up from the bed.

He wasn’t in a particularly good mood.

Because he felt that things had gotten twisted at some point….

Especially since the work itself wasn’t very pleasant to begin with, anyone would be in a bad mood.

But since his duty wasn’t over yet, he put on his prepared work clothes, equipped his gear, took his tools, and came out of the room.

And he saw something quite unpleasant.

“…Sigh.”

The first floor living room was covered in blood.

As if offering a sacrifice to someone, a pentagram was drawn in blood with dismembered body parts placed at each point.

And on the only clean sofa lay an unconscious woman.

It was the wife from the couple.

“….”

The Government Official hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to proceed as planned.

Because he knew the dangers of making arbitrary judgments.

And….

“Ugh… Huh, what?!”

Because they weren’t people particularly worth keeping alive anyway.

“Aaaaah!”

The woman who suddenly came to her senses on the sofa screamed.

Before her eyes was a man with a sturdy build wearing a black waterproof raincoat, and in his hands was a butcher knife that was easily over 35cm long!!

The person holding that slaughter knife suppressed a sigh.

‘Of all times.’

She had to wake up now.

He was tired.

More than usual.

No, how could a situation possibly go this far off plan…!

The Government Official reflexively recalled the first day he spent at the lodge.

His first target had been one of the married couple.

They were an easy target due to their greed, and the bureau’s analysis was that killing one of the couple first would create fear and make subsequent work easier.

He had planned to lure him to the kitchen following the whispers of the implanted mental compulsion and realize the foreshadowing from the picture frame….

‘I should burn him in the traditional stove.’

But someone had beaten him to it.

‘…!?’

There was already a corpse in the traditional stove.

And in quite an avant-garde arrangement at that.

…??

Only question marks floated in his head.

Clearly, the Disaster Management Bureau had used their accumulated know-how to obtain the relevant cassette tape in advance and assign him the role of serial killer.

But why did another killer suddenly pop up?

Even then, he thought it might be the irregularity of supernatural disasters flaring up again.

Until he found the clothes of the two college students who had become ground meat in the backyard at lunch that day.

‘….’

He had no choice but to carefully hang the large hammer he had prepared back in the wardrobe….

By this point, he had no choice but to realize.

Some crazy bastard knew everything and was killing people first.

It was maddening.

Today being the last day, they even went ahead and did dismemberment murder first, so he couldn’t help but get a headache.

What kind of insane situation was this?

But his job hadn’t changed. So even in this maddening situation, he had to carry out his final task in order of priority.

That was the Disaster Management Bureau way of thinking.

“Hiiik….”

The brief reminiscence ended there.

The Government Official looked at the prey below who couldn’t even resist.

Feeling deep fatigue about what was to come, just as he was about to swing his knife sharply.

“Agent 007.”

“….”

He turned his head following the voice.

He saw someone leaning against the second floor railing, looking down at the living room.

The Office Worker.

The seller he had found at Salmon Market.

“You don’t need to kill her.”

Kim Sol-eum looked down below.

Legendary Killer

Indeed, the Government Official was dressed like a full-fledged murderer, from the black raincoat to the gleaming butcher knife.

Anyone could see he was the serial killer appointed by this disaster.

However, Kim Sol-eum knew.

‘Even if he looks like that, I should be able to communicate with him.’

Friend

He was certain.

‘Disaster Management Bureau agents prepare countermeasures according to the disaster.’

Like the holster slightly visible between the raincoat around that Government Official’s chest area.

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Darkness Investigation Records / Supernatural Disaster Management Bureau

/ Item

Restrainer

A black holster-shaped equipment item.

When worn, grants resistance to supernatural mental abnormalities of Hollow-class and below.

Item usage condition: Supernatural Disaster Management Bureau member, Grade 8 civil servant or above.

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That was mental defense equipment.

The civil servants weren’t idiots either – would they send someone bare-handed into a ghost story where they could be mentally brainwashed and reborn as a killer?

‘They would never send someone in their right mind unprepared.’

These were government officials who were primarily deployed to dangerous ghost stories that presupposed fatal accidents.

‘It would be terrible if I encountered a cunning pharmaceutical company employee using favorable items like Smile Stickers.’

That’s what I mean.

Kim Sol-eum spoke to the expressionless government official standing there.

“You really don’t need to kill anyone. All the foreshadowing has already been fulfilled.”

“….”

“Because I did it all.”

Silence.

“Did you kill them?”

Hmm.

Certainly this disaster won’t end unless serial killings occur.

According to the , if you artificially intervene and prevent killings from happening to the end, it roughly ends in catastrophe with everyone killing each other during the inheritance part.

‘So they must have set up the board to have government officials kill directly.’

Since government officials can’t accidentally die, they designate and manage them to become serial killers instead.

That was the rule.

Either commit serial murder.

“No.”

“…!”

“I made them think I killed them.”

Or make them judge it as equivalent to serial murder!

“There were corpses.”

“That’s true, but….”

The office worker, Kim Sol-eum, rubbed the back of his neck.

“But I didn’t make those corpses.”

“…!”

“You know what? This mountain lodge has an underground area.”

Kim Sol-eum recalled.

Part of the poem that was inside the pure gold frame.

It didn’t just contain foreshadowing about murder methods.

There was other foreshadowing too.

The sound of bouncing and jumping with laughter

Thump thump on the wooden floor beneath feet

The dining table is abundant

A humming tune can be heard

This passage was a hint.

Thump thump on the wooden floor beneath feet

Meaning there’s an empty space below the floor that makes the sound echo.

And….

‘Since that poem compared murder to food….’

The dining table is abundant

Something related to serial murder is abundant.

Sure enough.

“There were preserved body parts and organs displayed underground.”

“…!”

There was a workshop.

“As you said, it seems serial murders had occurred at this mountain lodge before. …I thought I was going to faint.”

Really.

They were probably byproducts from serial murders that occurred in previous rounds.

Anyway, Kim Sol-eum’s feelings when he went down to the basement at night, steeling himself while repeating ‘no ghosts will appear’ and saw that sight… well, let’s move on.

Anyway, the important thing is that he devised a new way to utilize those insane props.

The government official caught on.

“…The corpses that appeared so far.”

“Yes.”

Kim Sol-eum said awkwardly.

“Not many of them were in intact condition, right?”

Because I recycled the body parts from the basement and arranged them to look like they had just died!

That’s why Baek Sa-heon needed to be the first victim.

‘…I couldn’t have done it without him.’

Preservation treatment or whatever, handling dismembered corpses alone with bare hands in the middle of the night to recreate murder scenes?

Just imagining it made me want to give up on the world….

Anyway, Baek Sa-heon looked like he wanted to spew curses, but he surrendered to the ultimate binary choice of ‘this is how we can survive intact. Or would you rather just die?’

Meaning he obediently became a good murder trick assistant.

The two worked hard to fabricate murder scenes.

They put firewood in the kitchen furnace and burned it explosively, then stuck in a foot and put Baek Sa-heon’s sneakers on it.

The crushed bones and meat in the backyard were recycled from ingredients in the freezer behind the storage room, with just clothes stripped off and scattered appropriately.

The current state of the living room littered with body parts was the same.

Still, Kim Sol-eum did all the attacking and kidnapping of victims entirely by himself.

‘Brown’s ability was necessary to make attacks easier, so it couldn’t be helped.’

Anyway, Kim Sol-eum shrugged his shoulders and finished speaking.

“I secretly hid people and then staged scenes to make it look like I killed them. Since I used real corpses, I didn’t receive any suspicion.”

“….”

“I thought the killer would stay quiet even if confused.”

But the thing is.

“But… someone still killed people.”

“….”

“The allergy and landslide, I mean.”

Both died before Kim Sol-eum could intervene.

The landslide could be considered death from being caught up in this supernatural phenomenon, but the allergy wasn’t something that could happen by chance.

No one except Sherlock Holmes could figure out what kind of fatal allergy someone has just through observation after meeting them for less than a day.

‘Actually, I didn’t know either until we happened to talk.’

So it would be even more impossible for him to bring allergy-inducing substances, peanuts, to the mountain lodge in advance for murder.

Then….

It means it was the work of someone who knew the profiles of people coming here in advance and prepared for murder.

“The allergic shock, did you cause it, Agent?”

“….”

The government official didn’t deny it.

And Kim Sol-eum….

‘Hmm, as expected.’

Wasn’t shocked at all!

Innocent civilians died and were sacrificed, couldn’t he show a little mourning?

Actually, they weren’t ‘innocent civilians.’

‘The government doesn’t select victims through Russian roulette.’

Civilian conscripts for the Supernatural Disaster Management Bureau are selected through the ‘Scale of Evil.’

‘Motiveless murder’

In other words, the government handpicks only those who have been proven to commit insane acts with worse criminal intent than random killings and puts them into this ghost story.

‘If this disaster must be operated periodically, they gather humans who deserve to die and put them in.’

A judgment to maintain minimal ethics. It was befitting of an official organization.

‘This time too… are they all people who deserve to die by government standards?’

And Kim Sol-eum’s speculation was accurate.

In fact, the man and woman who appeared to be a married couple were in an adulterous relationship, and the original wife and young son of the married party committed family suicide due to shock and financial hardship.

College students who were prosecuted as perpetrators in a case where a classmate died from group bullying, but were released due to insufficient evidence, then enrolled in university together and joined a mountain climbing club.

Even a substitute driver who was an uncaught child sex offender.

Even without knowing such specific details, Kim Sol-eum, who roughly guessed it, nodded inwardly.

‘Hmm. Probably a fantastic lineup.’

The government definitely pulled strings to ensure the tape ended up there.

‘And they deploy one government official to manage and supervise all of this.’

That person who was now answering Kim Sol-eum.

The government official opened his mouth without wavering.

“They are all criminals.”

“….”

“Everyone in this mountain lodge are villains with such bad criminal intent that if the criminal law functioned properly, they would receive death sentences in foreign countries.”

Except for you who doesn’t possess the tape.

However, the government official inwardly wasn’t confident how much this explanation would get through.

Especially based on his experience with civilians he had met during duty performance so far.

He raised his head feeling deep fatigue.

However….

“Hmm… I see. No wonder. I roughly guessed as much.”

“…!”

Surprisingly, the office worker on the 2nd floor nodded obediently.

“Anyway, aside from those two, the rest are living well too.”

Kim Sol-eum spoke nonchalantly, seeming slightly awkward.

“Well, no matter how evil they are, there would be psychological burden on the person doing the actual killing, so it doesn’t seem like a bad result…”

“….”

The government official finally asked.

“Who are you?”

Worrying that murder might occur so setting up a murder scene first, and even trusting himself with his obviously suspicious appearance through rational thinking?

This wasn’t the mental strength of an ordinary person.

“Hmm.”

The man before his eyes let out a long sigh.

“Just… someone who unavoidably gets caught up in these situations often.”

“Are you perhaps related to the Disaster Management Bureau?”

“How could that be. Though I have heard rumors. It’s fascinating to see an agent directly like this… Oh,”

The office worker turned his head.

Creak.

The kitchen back door was opening.

Just like on the first day.

“It seems the lodge keeper has returned.”

The disaster’s ending scene was approaching.

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