My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 25
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25.
Seol Mujin let out an exclamation as if he had realized something.
‘He knows this? No way.’
Seol Mujin examined the remaining wounds and asked, ‘May I use one of those knives?’
When permission was granted, Seol Mujin selected the knife that most closely matched the width of the wounds from among the dozen or so knives.
Then he compared it with each and every wound.
“There are no wounds larger than the one that pierced the kidney.”
Gwak Nogun swallowed his surprise and said.
“Continue.”
“I think the victim couldn’t resist because he suffered a fatal wound in one blow.”
A question naturally came out.
“Is this really your first forensic examination?”
“Yes.”
Even an experienced constable would find it difficult to figure out without being a seasoned forensic examiner.
“If the perpetrator inflicted a wound that could kill in one blow, why did they make so many wounds like this?”
“They must have really hated this person.”
It wasn’t different from Gwak Nogun’s thinking.
“Then how should we find the perpetrator?”
Seol Mujin, who had been examining the wounds, picked up the knife he had set down again.
He tried stabbing the knife into the wound and tilted his head.
Then he moved the knife from his right hand to his left hand.
“The perpetrator is left-handed.”
Just when he thought there was nothing more to be surprised about, Seol Mujin amazed Gwak Nogun again.
‘This kid’s a genius!’
In twenty years of working as a magistrate, this was the first time he’d encountered a novice like Seol Mujin.
“And?”
“If they stabbed the kidney in one blow, wouldn’t they be someone who has killed people before or at least someone who handles knives well?”
“More?”
Seol Mujin thought for a moment then shook his head.
“I’m not sure about anything else.”
If Seol Mujin had known more, he might have resented the gods.
“Just because they stabbed the kidney in one blow, the assumption that they’re originally a killer or someone who handles knives well might be wrong. Look, see the depth of this wound.”
Though daggers and short swords are different, the knife Gwak Nogun held hadn’t gone in even four inches.
“It’s barely deep enough to reach the kidney. If it had gone in even one inch less, the victim wouldn’t have suffered a fatal wound. The other wounds are the same.”
Even the wounds not blocked by bone didn’t exceed four inches.
“How deep do you think you could stab with a dagger?”
“I’d stab as deep as the length of the blade.”
“You seem confident in your strength?”
“If it were an ordinary man, that much would be… Ah! The culprit could be a woman?”
Gwak Nogun inserted the short sword into the side wound.
“Look at the angle. It’s diagonal from bottom to top, right? Even though the victim wasn’t particularly tall. If the person was weak and short, there’s more than a seventy percent chance it’s a woman. Unless it was a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.”
Gwak Nogun put down the short sword and continued while wiping his hands.
“And the fact that the victim allowed such close proximity means there’s more than a ninety percent chance the killer was an acquaintance.”
Seol Mujin’s head nodded involuntarily.
“So we need to find a left-handed woman with a grudge from around the victim.”
Gwak Nogun asked with a smiling face.
“Shall we go catch the culprit then?”
***
Seol Mujin tied his hand to the sword handle with a bandage as he spoke.
“Turns out the culprit was the victim’s mistress.”
Seol Changho gave a thumbs up.
“Catching a murderer on your first day at work! As expected of you, hyung!”
Seol Mujin smiled awkwardly.
“I just followed along.”
“But you figured out the first wound and that they were left-handed just from looking at the corpse, right?”
“My guess that it was someone skilled with a knife was wrong though.”
“Hey, getting two things right on your first time is amazing.”
Seol Mujin, having tightly bound the bandage, stood one jang distance away from Seol Changho.
Seol Changho said.
“Hyung. Suppress your instincts as much as possible and focus on the martial techniques. Got it?”
“Yeah.”
Seol Changho’s sword tip pointed forward, aimed at Seol Mujin’s brow.
The sharp energy of a real sword, not a wooden sword, created a chilling tension.
“Hyung, be careful. Swords have no eyes.”
“I’ll do my best.”
Seol Mujin also raised his sword in front of his body.
His hand bound together with the sword had turned pale white.
Seol Mantong and Seol Ryeoseon watched the sparring between the two with tense expressions.
Seol Mujin was the first to launch his body toward Seol Changho.
The sword falling diagonally toward Seol Changho’s shoulder showed not an inch of hesitation.
Seol Changho simply stepped aside to avoid the attack, and his sword swept across Seol Mujin’s waist.
“That bastard…!”
Clang!
Making the surprise of the two who had jumped to their feet meaningless, Seol Mujin easily deflected Seol Changho’s sword.
His counterattack after the defense was also excellent.
They sat back down in the Main Hall and watched the rapidly continuing sparring.
“Oppa has improved a lot.”
“That’s right. His use of martial techniques is precise. To already understand the variations hidden within the swift strikes.”
“I told you he’s a genius.”
When the sparring had gone on for over an hour, Seol Ryeoseon asked.
“Did you finish making that Baekgokju?”
Seol Mantong answered without taking his eyes off the sparring.
“Six jars will be ready by tomorrow.”
“The taste will probably be terrible, no doubt about it.”
“Are you picking a fight?”
“Should I try asking Ruju to invest?”
“Huh? Ruju?”
“When will we ever gather that much money ourselves?”
“You’re going to talk to Ruju?”
“If a five-year-old says ‘Let’s invest in a brewery,’ she’ll surely invest. We need to mobilize Yeon Gok.”
“If Ruju just takes one sip of Baekgokju, even a hundred thousand nyang…”
Seol Ryeoseon suddenly shouted at Seol Changho who was sparring with Seol Mujin.
“Hey, you bastard! Go easy on him! What are you going to do if oppa gets hurt!”
After finishing over two hours of sparring, Seol Mujin collapsed from exhaustion.
Two hours of sparring with real swords was harder than three hours of internal energy cultivation.
Seol Ryeoseon hurriedly unwrapped the bandages around Seol Mujin’s hands.
“Oh my, look how white they are from lack of blood circulation.”
Without the bandages, he would obviously lose his grip on the sword when overpowered by Seol Changho’s strength, so it couldn’t be helped.
Seol Mujin caught his breath while lying down, then got up and said.
“Next is fist technique.”
“You should stop for today and rest…”
“Mantong, let’s do it!”
Despite his gentle face and kind heart, Seol Mujin was definitely the most relentless tough guy in the world.
***
Hwa Seonhwa had considerable faith in Yeon Gok.
This was because Seol Mujin had seen results from taking the tonic medicine that Yeon Gok had prepared.
“Alcohol?”
“Yes. Please try it once, and if it’s good, let’s invest.”
Yeon Seobi whispered to Hwa Seonhwa.
“He reeks of being a con artist, doesn’t he?”
“I can hear everything.”
“I said it for the physician to hear.”
“You should have already experienced my medical arts…”
“It’s suspicious that a physician who cures diseases is selling alcohol that makes people sick.”
Hwa Seonhwa stared at the white wine bottle for a moment, then poured alcohol into her cup.
The clear liquor made a trickling sound as it filled the cup.
Yeon Seobi whispered, “Madam, it might be poisoned.”
But Hwa Seonhwa tilted the wine cup to her lips.
Rolling her tongue in her mouth to savor the taste, Hwa Seonhwa asked Yeon Gok.
“This alcohol is called Baekgokju?”
“That’s right.”
“How much do you need?”
“About thirty thousand nyang?”
“Just how big of a brewery are you trying to build?”
“There’s a place I’ve been looking at for the brewery site, and they say the land price alone is about twenty thousand nyang.”
“Where is this land?”
“If you go slightly east from downtown, there’s a closed mill…”
“I know it.”
“What? You know it?”
“Who told you that place costs twenty thousand nyang?”
“A friend I know…”
“I don’t know if that friend is trying to scam Physician Yeon, or if Physician Yeon is trying to scam me.”
Yeon Gok hurriedly waved his hands.
“How could I dare to scam the Madam? Even if I had ten lives…”
“Who said they’d kill you if you scammed me?”
“Ah… No, that’s not it… Anyway, that’s what I heard.”
“I’ll buy that land myself. Is there anything special I need to pay attention to when building the brewery?”
Yeon Gok was troubled.
He had only made the Baekgokju and received orders to come here and solicit investment.
He knew absolutely nothing about how to make alcohol.
“Well… just an ordinary brewery should be fine.”
“I understand. I’ll handle buying the land and building the brewery myself. Profits will be fifty-fifty.”
Yeon Gok asked.
“Who gets fifty?”
Hwa Seonhwa stared at Yeon Gok.
“Hahaha! Just joking!”
***
In less than two weeks, many changes swept through the government office.
First, Clerk Yi was replaced, and shortly after, about twenty government soldiers were notified of their dismissal.
Among them were the head constable and swift constable who had arrested Seol Mujin.
It was a small number compared to the one hundred eighty government soldiers, but the impact was far from small.
The reason for their dismissal was accepting bribes.
That meant they would be fired if they took bribes in the future, so it was natural for the government officials who had lived luxuriously on bribes to be dissatisfied.
Everyone showed behavior close to work slowdowns, to the point where they wouldn’t catch robbers even if they were right in front of them.
The situation that the new Personnel Department head Bang Donguk had worried about had come to pass.
Recruiting new personnel wasn’t easy either, so the people’s complaints began to accumulate.
That day, Seol Mujin was returning to the government office with Gwak Nogun after solving a murder case.
“You bastards! Kill them all!”
“Waaaaah—!”
In the middle of the market, nearly twenty thugs were fighting with menacing weapons like sickles and axes.
Damage continued to occur as market stalls were destroyed and shops were smashed.
Even so, the six constables who had been dispatched just stood watching with their arms crossed.
Even as civilians got hurt being caught up in the fight, their indifference continued.
Seol Mujin rushed over and shouted at the constables.
“What are you doing not arresting those bastards!”
Though young, Seol Mujin was a head constable and they were constables.
Though the constables had a lower rank than the head constable, they were embedded stones while Seol Mujin was a rolling stone that had come from outside.
“The magistrate’s adopted son has arrived.”
A constable in his mid-twenties spoke quietly, but in a voice loud enough for Seol Mujin to hear, mocking him.
He didn’t mind the blatant ostracism, but he couldn’t help being angry at the constables who weren’t doing their job.
“Arrest those bastards right now.”
Even at Seol Mujin’s words, the constables didn’t even uncross their arms.
“Oh my, what if we get hit by a blind blade? The fight will end on its own.”
“What about the civilians getting hurt?”
“The ones who got close are just stupid.”
Seol Mujin looked at each of the six constables one by one.
“If you don’t want to work, then don’t come to the government office starting tomorrow.”
One constable snickered.
“Who are you to fire us? What impressive backing you have.”
“We’ll see about that.”
Seol Mujin drew his club from his waist.
The constables were startled, but where Seol Mujin headed was toward where the twenty thugs were fighting.
“Head Constable Seol! It’s dangerous!”
Gwak Nogun’s shout couldn’t stop Seol Mujin’s steps.
“If you don’t stop right now, I’ll arrest you all!”
Seol Mujin’s shout didn’t reach the ears of the thugs fighting while splattering blood.
From that moment, Seol Mujin’s dance steps began.
Starting with the closest one, heads were cracked open by his club.
Naturally there were thugs who resisted, but they were knocked down without even grazing Seol Mujin’s collar.
Not a single one could put up a proper fight against Seol Mujin.
In just a moment, no thugs remained standing.
They had either lost consciousness or at best were writhing while letting out groans.
Seol Mujin said to the constables.
“Tie up these bastards.”
When the constables just stood there, Seol Mujin spoke again.
“Do you want to be tied up for dereliction of duty too?”
The startled constables rushed over in a group and tied up the thugs with rope.
The rope they had wasn’t enough, so they even borrowed some from here and there.
“Escort every single one of them to the government office. Understood?”
Thinking that if they didn’t obey, Seol Mujin’s club might be aimed at them, the constables answered vigorously.
“Yes! We understand!”
***
“Come on, that’s ridiculous. Does it make sense that he beat down twenty thugs by himself?”
“It’s really true! Bang Pokwae from East District Third Group saw it clearly with his own eyes. Why would Bang Pokwae make up a story?”
“Shh! Chief Constable Seol is coming.”
The whispering constables spotted Seol Mujin and either tried hard to avoid his gaze, or some even greeted him.
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