The Civil Servant Who Concealed Their True Strength Turns Out to be a Master of Possession - Chapter 235

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A Civil Servant Who Hides His Strength Is Exceptionally Good at Possession – Episode 235
Kwon Ik-seong pursued Lee Yu-ji while disguised as a security team member.
From Lee Yu-ji’s perspective, she might feel betrayed, but Kwon Ik-seong had his own loopholes to slip through.
He had never directly promised Lee Yu-ji that he wouldn’t tell anyone.
She had simply assumed that implicitly on her own.
So this was…
A rather petty excuse.
But it didn’t matter.
He wanted Lee Yu-ji to never find herself in danger again.
Even if it involved the President or someone even higher.
No, rather, it seemed like those very people were making Lee Yu-ji increasingly vulnerable.
Having served in the civil service myself, I had come to understand what the world of public administration was truly like.
It wasn’t a place where the competent received more rewards—it was where the competent were driven into more dangerous positions.
The better you performed, the more you became the protruding nail that gets hammered down.
I had always been that protruding nail, and I had been struck many times because of it, yet I felt no pain.
Because if I didn’t do what was right, I felt I would go mad.
Because amid the countless thoughts swirling in my mind, I might lose my objective standards.
Because I felt myself gradually erasing morality and sinking into the logic of wicked people.
And above all, if that happened—
Everything would become simple and feel liberated.
To prevent that, I did what was right, and the standards for that rightness were always codified like principles, rules, and laws.
But Lee Yu-ji was different.
Her standard for doing what was right came from within herself.
That was why she had to be more fierce.
She wasn’t someone being dragged along like Kwon Ik-seong—she was someone truly pursuing justice.
And usually, people like that fell into one of two categories.
They either changed the world or changed themselves.
If they couldn’t find the answer between those two, they would disappear. Forever.
[The call with Lee Yu-ji has been disconnected. Has anyone seen Lee Yu-ji? She’s vanished without a trace—not even showing up on CCTV?]
Park Min-bae’s voice reached my ears through the communication device.
“What was the last conversation you had with her?”
[She seemed to be looking for a woman in a wheelchair. That woman was near the connecting bridge of the L Hotel, but that’s the VIP-exclusive floor, so not only regular guests but outsiders aren’t allowed access.]
A woman in a wheelchair.
On the VIP-exclusive floor.
Lee Yu-ji had been looking for her.
While Park Min-bae was speaking, I stepped out of the security perimeter and approached the person in charge.
“What is it?”
[But she said she was going to take the elevator there—]
“Chairman Sa Gong-seong entrusted us with the protection of the Former Priest.”
“The Former Priest Gu Saebbyeok? Why you?”
The manager looked at him with suspicious eyes.
He answered calmly.
“It seems you have something you’d like to tell me.”
At those words, the manager’s brow furrowed.
He was exhausted from controlling the crowds pushing toward the detector.
He didn’t welcome losing personnel from his team, but he lacked justification to refuse when the VIP was requisitioning staff.
Especially, dealing with Chairman Sah-gong Seong—who had ruined the party and was in a furious state—was the last thing he wanted.
So instead of double-checking with the VIP security team, he gave instructions to Kwon Ik-seong.
“Return immediately. We have plenty of work here too. Understood? Former Priest Gu Saebbyeok is waiting to board the VIP vehicle.”
“Yes.”
Kwon Ik-seong answered and quickly approached the VIP vehicle.
Gu Saebbyeok was just about to get in the car.
Seeing this, Kwon Ik-seong very naturally took the passenger seat in the car Gu Saebbyeok had entered.
At that, the driver’s face twisted before Gu Saebbyeok could react.
“Who are you—”
But the words didn’t continue.
Kwon Ik-seong had placed something in the driver’s mouth.
And it was an item. An item potent enough to knock the driver unconscious.
“What are you doing?”
Gu Saebbyeok asked with a bewildered expression.
“It’s an anesthetic made by mixing Funny powder with other chemicals. After waking up, he’ll experience some memory loss—certain memories before and after the anesthesia will be gone. Manager Kang Han-geul.”
At those words, Gu Saebbyeok let out a hollow laugh.
“How—”
“What’s more important than how I found out is that I need to go to the floor where the woman in the wheelchair is. I won’t ask who she is.”
“That’s fortunate. I only found out who she is today myself.”
Gu Saebbyeok hadn’t lied to Lee Yu-ji either.
He had no idea whether Seol Jo-yang would attend.
Gu Saebbyeok had only heard that among the VIP attendees, there was a woman who couldn’t use her legs, and that a safety belt was installed on her wheelchair, so she required special management.
He hadn’t anticipated that woman would be Seol Jo-yang.
As the adopted daughter and successor of Seol Ok-gyun, she should naturally appear more—
‘Formidable, I thought.’
Yet Lee Yu-ji had found that woman in an instant.
How on earth?
In any case, even though she sometimes appears utterly unremarkable, she moves with sharp instincts every time.
She’s someone to be wary of.
“But unfortunately, to reach that woman, you’ll need to know her name.”
Kang Han-geul said this while drawing a gun from his pocket.
However, Kang Han-geul was one step too late.
Kwon Ik-seong had drawn his gun first, and in the same moment he drew it, he completely shattered Kang Han-geul’s right hand.
Kang Han-geul let out a small cry of pain.
“If you cut it here, blood will spray everywhere.”
Kwon Ik-seong spoke those terrifying words with an expressionless face.
This was, after all, an actual human hand.
“Then we’d both become investigation targets, and you’d either be eliminated for a failed cover or stripped of your Black agent status.”
Kang Han-geul laughed softly as he spoke.
“Usually it’s both.”
“So, what will you do?”
What could I do?
Kang Han-geul stared at his completely shattered right hand as if it belonged to someone else.
Rather than wait for hospital treatment while enduring this intense pain, it would be better to sever it cleanly in a safe place.
After all, the hand would regenerate anyway.
“To find that woman, I need to know her name. Seol Jo-yang. She’s the adopted daughter of Seol Ok-gyun. If I say I’m looking for her, I can find her location. If I go to the VIP security chief over there and tell him, he’ll provide it.”
At those words, Kwon Ik-seong lowered his aim and tucked the gun back into his jacket.
“Can a Heonsu Bureau investigator really conduct an investigation this coercively? We’re both civil servants trying to make a living together, after all.”
The phrase “civil servants trying to make a living together”—it was exactly the kind of thing Lee Yu-ji would say, which made Kang Han-geul feel inexplicably irritated.
It was because he felt like he was becoming like that obtuse woman.
“This isn’t an investigation.”
Kwon Ik-seong glanced at his watch.
He seemed to be gauging when the man in the driver’s seat would wake up.
“Then?”
“I’m looking for Lee Yu-ji.”
“Excuse me?”
“I think Lee Yu-ji might want to escape right now.”
“Excuse me?”
Kang Han-geul’s face crumpled.
But before he could ask anything more, Kwon Ik-seong glanced at his watch and simply opened the passenger door.
Watching Kwon Ik-seong approach the VIP security chief with an unhurried pace, Kang Han-geul felt something shift within him.
Was Kwon Ik-seong really the type to enjoy such ambiguous statements?
Wasn’t he the kind of person so rigid I’d wondered if he was a robot?
‘I think Lee Yu-ji might want to escape right now.’
Kang Han-geul turned that sentence over in his mind.
It was a habit unique to Black agents.
Probing for others’ weaknesses.
And it seemed that Lee Yu-ji was Kwon Ik-seong’s weakness—the one weakness he appeared to have none of.
I didn’t know if there would come a day to use this, but knowing was better than not knowing.
While Kang Han-geul was thinking this, the driver woke from the drug.
“I’ll depart now.”
As if nothing had happened at all.
Kang Han-geul responded with a smile.
“Yes. Please proceed.”

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A moment later.
The 35th floor.
“It seems Chairman Sah-gong Seong is calling for you.”
“Yeah, okay. Ugh… what on earth is happening today?”
Kwon Ik-seong casually dismissed the security guards around him.
The reason was simple.
On the 35th floor with no guest rooms, there was only one place to hide.
That pump house.
The metal structure that drew water up from the swimming pool.
It was as he thought this.
The pump house lid burst open as if exploding, and someone tumbled out.
And that person fell directly into his arms.
“….”
“….”
Lee Yu-ji and Kwon Ik-seong stared into each other’s eyes.
Lee Yu-ji spoke with an awkward smile.
“This is real.”
“….”
“You appeared right when I wanted to escape.”
In that moment, Kwon Ik-seong reached a conclusion he could no longer deny.
He liked this person.
Not as an investigator, but as a woman.
He tightened his grip on her shoulders.
Into his once-tranquil lake of a life, it wasn’t just a small stone that had been thrown—it was a massive boulder.
And he could only stand there, drenched by the water that splashed up from that lake.
“Let’s… escape.”
He barely managed to open his mouth.

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