I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 49

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49

 

“Yongyon Gang… you say.”

 

Cheong-a gripped her opposite arm’s bicep tightly with her hand, just as Rachel had done. Jeong Gwangsub continued speaking while keeping his eyes glued to the documents, scanning through them.

 

“Markets with as much potential as South Korea aren’t common. With Manager Oh backing us and just sucking up all the Cheongwha Faction’s merchant ships, dominating the Korean market would be quick.”

 

“Yongyon Gang is coming to South Korea? Then what about the Cheongwha Faction…?”

 

Jeong Gwangsub snorted.

 

“Damn it, how long are we supposed to keep running this hole-in-the-wall business? That bastard Cheon-u did such a shit job with the business that neither his side nor mine got much out of it.”

 

“…”

 

“Right now, Yongyon Gang is preparing big time. Once we secure reliable trading partners and merchant ships, everything will proceed at lightning speed from then on.”

 

Ah, this was troublesome.

 

The Yongyon Gang that she and Yeonhui had talked about half-jokingly was really preparing to enter South Korea.

 

As expected, Yongyon Gang’s visit to South Korea a year ago definitely wasn’t just a tourist itinerary.

 

The one who had rejected Cheong-a’s proposal for additional investigation at that time was Inspector Jeong Taebong, who was the team leader then. However, there was no point in resenting him.

 

‘Even if I had pushed harder… it would have been useless.’

 

Looking back at the team’s resources, manpower, and investigation results at that time, Team Leader Jeong Taebong had produced sufficiently reasonable results. Even Cheong-a herself had felt a bit uneasy but had let it slide.

 

Cheong-a cursed inwardly and focused her mind again.

 

“So, how far have you prepared?”

 

“The ship should already be ready.”

 

“Already?”

 

“What do you mean already? It’s been over a year since we started preparing.”

 

Jeong Gwangsub picked up the water glass in front of him and drained it in one gulp.

 

“Do you think guys whose eyes are bloodshot with greed to devour the Korean market would be lazy? Kekek. Their ambition to seize the market in one go is tremendous.”

 

A plan to dominate the market in one stroke. That meant large quantities of drugs would be coming into South Korea.

 

Cheong-a needed information about when, where, and how much drugs that ship would carry into South Korea.

 

“That’s quite bold. Have you secured a port?”

 

“Oh, as expected. Rachel, speaking of which, at North Port… No.”

 

Jeong Gwangsub, who had been rambling on, suddenly trailed off.

 

He had been maintaining a swaying, somewhat drunk attitude, but now he seemed to have sobered up instantly.

 

It seemed like he had given it some thought, wondering if he was giving away too much information.

 

He leaned back against the sofa again and draped both arms over the backrest.

 

“I won’t talk about the details.”

 

“…”

 

“I heard police have been coming and going from your platform. If I accidentally let something slip and the cops get involved, it’ll be a headache.”

 

“Ah, I think some drug dealer came by. Is it because of that?”

 

Jeong Gwangsub immediately intercepted her attempt to casually change the subject.

 

“No. The kid you had at the PC Bang.”

 

“Really…? Who? That would be problematic.”

 

Cheong-a let out a long sigh.

 

She had responded in a nonchalant voice, but she had to work very hard to keep her trembling hands from being noticed.

 

‘He knew I worked at PC-Pop.’

 

This confirmed one fact.

 

Manager Oh’s influence existed within the Central Police Station.

 

However, she couldn’t tell who it was. Too many people were suspicious, and she had no choice but to suspect people she didn’t want to suspect.

 

Jeong Gwangsub observed Cheong-a’s reaction carefully and opened his mouth very slowly.

 

“But Rachel.”

 

“…”

 

“I said ‘your platform’ and you’re not denying it?”

 

“…!”

 

His slightly lowered mouth corners stretched up into a wide grin.

 

“Jackpot. It’s true, isn’t it? You were Luna. Luna, the operator of the platform that drug dealers across the country have been desperately searching for!”

 

Ah, she had made a mistake.

 

Cheong-a’s heart sank with a thud.

 

Jeong Gwangsub looked at Cheong-a and burst into laughter for a long time.

 

“Kyahat. Kyahahahat. Oh my, how could you deceive everyone so perfectly?”

 

“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

 

“Ah. It’s no use making excuses now.”

 

“…”

 

“It was about a year ago, right? A bloody wind suddenly started blowing within the Cheongwha Faction. All the bastards who knew about the platform called Luna started dying!”

 

Jeong Gwangsub jumped up from his seat and reached out to grab Cheong-a’s wrist.

 

“Why? Why did they die? What exactly were they trying to hide?”

 

Cheong-a tried to pull her wrist free with a resolute expression, putting strength into it.

 

“Shall we go to a room to talk about the details?”

 

At that moment,

 

“Excuse me.”

 

Cutting through the highly agitated voices, a lounge employee interjected between the two.

 

Jeong Gwangsub turned his head irritably.

 

“What?”

 

“It seemed like you might be going up to a room. Before you go up, we’ve prepared a service to lightly lift your mood with cocktails. It’s a cocktail called Love Potion.”

 

The employee skillfully placed two cocktails from the tray in front of the two people.

 

In front of Cheong-a, a few cookies on a small plate were also placed. And with the hand that set down the cookies, there was an additional quick movement.

 

A movement as if slipping something under the cookies.

 

“…”

 

Seeing that movement, Cheong-a could remember the man who had rifled through her pocket to take out a note at Boksandae Hospital.

 

When she quickly turned her head to look, smiling at her was the Buwang Pharmaceutical sales representative she had encountered at Boksandae Hospital.

 

‘Why is he here…?’

 

Cheong-a began to quickly organize all the information she had just received in her head.

 

Yeonhui had said there were two forces wiretapping her.

 

Among them, Yongyon Gang, Manager Oh, and the police insider were all in cahoots.

 

Then Min Yoo-shin, Min Woo-jin, and this man would be at least a different group from them.

 

She couldn’t be certain who they were yet, but Min Woo-jin, who was said to be Min Yoo-shin’s brother or perhaps might even be Min Yoo-shin himself, had once protected Cheong-a from the Narcotics Unit sent by Manager Oh.

 

Then now.

 

This man who had intruded on the meeting with Jeong Gwangsub.

 

She couldn’t trust him, but at least for now, the probability that he wouldn’t harm her was high.

 

“Hah. I’m really no good at lying. If I beg Manager Oh to keep it secret, do you think he’ll listen?”

 

“Who knows. Depends on what you do, Rachel.”

 

“I’ll have to offer quite a deal.”

 

Cheong-a reached for the cookies and casually picked one up to check the note placed underneath.

 

Make him drink the cocktail then evacuate to the restroom

 

And she took a small bite of the cookie’s edge and casually swallowed the note the man had given her into her mouth.

 

Holding her glass, she smiled as gently as possible and said:

 

“Let’s drink this and go up.”

 

Jeong Gwangsub reached out and snatched Cheong-a’s glass.

 

“Switch and drink.”

 

“What’s the point of this useless act?!”

 

Jeong Gwangsub pushed his glass toward Cheong-a and pointed with his chin toward the employee who had left.

 

“Do you know how many times that bastard looked at you coming and going? He might have done something to my glass trying to help you.”

 

“So you’re saying I should drink that?”

 

“Yeah. You said you’d give me a great deal today anyway.”

 

A sigh escaped from Cheong-a.

 

“That’s completely unreasonable.”

 

“Acting spoiled is what you do with that pretty face of yours. You know perfectly well that if you just put on a pitiful expression, men will be dying to do anything for you.”

 

“Look who’s talking.”

 

“Yeah, that’s right. I’ve lived my whole life like that.”

 

However, since there was no longer any justification to refuse, Cheong-a reluctantly picked up her glass.

 

“To a beautiful night. Cheers.”

 

Cheong-a had to make quite an effort not to pour champagne over Jeong Gwangsub’s head as he spouted nonsense.

 

Jeong Gwangsub, who had emptied his glass in one gulp, stood up from his seat.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

Cheong-a got up very slowly and followed him. An employee had approached at some point, holding both of their coats.

 

“Could I get my coat after I use the restroom?”

 

Leaving those brief words behind, Cheong-a rushed into the restroom and placed her hands on the sink.

 

Her heart was pounding so hard that her breathing was becoming labored.

 

‘Did that bastard slip me too much of something? What the hell is wrong with him. What does he want to do to me.’

 

Cheong-a looked at herself in the mirror with a troubled expression.

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