The Civil Servant Who Concealed Their True Strength Turns Out to be a Master of Possession - Chapter 277
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A Civil Servant Who Hides His Strength Is Exceptionally Good at Possession – Episode 277
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“So you’re telling me you made 30,000 coins by doing some shooting as a Mafia member?”
At my words, Pee So-won broke into a grin.
“Blood money is always the most terrifying. It’s the fastest and most convenient.”
“Ha ha… Is that really something a civil servant should be saying?”
I gazed at Pee So-won’s appearance, which probably made her seem like a terrifying Mafia boss.
A fedora straight out of a famous Mafia movie, a baggy suit, leather suspenders visible between the gaps, and a massive cigar clenched in her mouth.
And a sinister smile to top it off.
“Well, what does it matter? Around here, civil servants will bury murder cases if you just feed them enough money.”
“…Deputy Director, what do you think you would have become if you hadn’t become an investigator?”
“A shooting athlete, probably.”
No. That doesn’t seem right.
I smiled faintly while thinking that.
“Regardless, you need money, don’t you?”
“Yes. We need quite a bit of money to secure the theater.”
“Okay. Wait a moment.”
Pee So-won said that and whispered something to the man beside her.
Soon the man brought over a wooden box with what appeared to be blood stains on it.
A clattering sound came from inside.
“I won’t open it if there’s a head in here.”
“What’s inside is alcohol.”
“Alcohol?”
“Look over there. Everyone’s having a drink, right? Even though Prohibition is in effect, all the jazz bars in Harlem sell alcohol. Where do you think that comes from?”
Pee So-won leaned back on the sofa with an arrogant posture, resting her arm.
“Salvatore. Most of the Mafia members here call me that.”
She spoke with a fierce gaze.
“The Godfather.”
“You must have been really impressed by that movie. But why… did you become a police officer?”
I laughed awkwardly as I spoke.
“But you started as the boss? That’s unfair.”
One person starts as a Mafia boss from the beginning, and another starts as an unknown actress!
“That’s not how it was. I was a consigliere before. Number three.”
“And then?”
“I killed the first and second in command myself.”
Wow.
I immediately recalled Pee So-won’s rapidly rising ranking.
“Ah… in that way?”
Is she insane, seriously?
I’m scared.
“This box of alcohol alone would cover the production budget for a decent film. I put in the most expensive stuff.”
“So you’re giving us alcohol?”
“No. This is just for show.”
She said that and thrust a stack of bills toward us.
“Here. Take it.”
“But doesn’t this mean you’re losing money?”
That was the moment I thought it.
1st Place Player 180: 40,000 Coins
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“Ah, it seems she just took down Marco’s gang over on that Street and brought the safe over here.”
Ah. So that gunfire from earlier was that.
Thanks to that, Pee So-won shot straight to first place.
The method was so blatantly illegal it was absurd.
“Manager, do you have any information about this Dungeon’s boss monster?”
That was when.
Kwon Ik-seong asked an important question.
“I understand the boss monster is running the system, but I don’t know how it’s running it—whether it’s the boss monster’s ability or skill. I’ve killed several of them, but they don’t seem to be actual monsters. And since no byproducts drop, either.”
I carefully opened my mouth in response.
If it were the same nature as the system visible to my eyes—
“I believe the system itself is likely the boss monster.”
“The system itself?”
“It seems to enjoy manipulating people within a capitalist system.”
Much like my own system, which called the world’s destruction a “scenario.”
“So capitalism itself is the boss monster? That’s too vague. You can’t even kill it.”
“Exactly. The monetary economy itself is the boss monster.”
“Ha… I’m going insane.”
Watching Pee So-won speak in exasperation, I narrowed my eyes.
“You’re directly benefiting from that monetary economy, aren’t you?”
“That’s the combination of my ability and effort.”
She spun her gun around casually as she spoke.
Ugh. That’s some villain dialogue right there.
That was when Kwon Ik-seong spoke.
“Wouldn’t you need to go to the central bank to destroy the capitalist system?”
“Like blowing up the mint or something?”
Pee So-won answered as if it were a good idea.
…What’s good about that? That’s terrorism.
Are you even an investigator?
“Yes.”
Ik-seong, that’s not the character you are!
I carefully raised an objection.
“But… won’t the money already circulating in the market count as a clear?”
When I spoke, Kwon Ik-seong looked at me.
“I considered that possibility, but couldn’t we freeze the money supply?”
I wasn’t sure. It might just end up causing deflation instead.
That’s when I was thinking this.
“By the way—”
Pee So-won spoke while gazing quietly into the void.
“That bastard fighting me one-on-one. The number one guy.”
1st Place Player 1: 55,000 Coins (NEW!)
She seemed to be talking about that.
“Where is that bastard earning that kind of money? Is he from the financial sector?”
Why was this competitive spirit suddenly flaring up in me?
Well.
Since first place was supposedly ten times the coins, with that much money, first place would remain firmly out of reach.
Now that I think about it…
“If someone among us has a lot of money, it means we can survive by continuously sharing money with each other, right?”
Pee So-won taking first place was important for us too!
“Money can be gifted anyway.”
“It can be, but if you all tank the film industry, we’re all in trouble, aren’t we?”
“We won’t tank it!”
At my words, Pee So-won shook her head.
“Do you know how competitive the Broadway Theater is? Dozens of films open here every single day. So I thought about it—”
She said that and pulled a bottle of alcohol from the box in front of her.
“Let’s lobby.”
“Lobby?”
“I know the owner of the Times Square billboard. He’s an advertising company president, and he’s our client.”
“An advertising company?”
Oh. Then he must be loaded.
…Without realizing it, I’d started seeing people only through the lens of money.
Terrifying capitalist society—or rather, capitalist dungeon.
“Plus, he has an incredibly wide network. Thanks to that, the advertising company is thriving. Over the last six days, he’s landed massive contracts.”
Wait. A company that’s achieved explosive success in just six days? That seems suspicious.
“Is he perhaps a Player?”
“Correct.”
Pee So-won said that and laughed.
But her eyes didn’t laugh.
“Player 5. Ranked third.”
Ah, right. I saw him too. A player whose ranking has risen sharply recently.
So that man was the advertising company president.
“It’s Choi Woo-jin. That bastard. Ah, there he is.”
“…?”
I turned my head at Pee So-won’s words.
A man with a familiar face, dressed in a sleeveless suit, waved toward me.
Player 5
“Well, well. Pleasure to meet you, actress. I heard you landed the lead role in 【The Blonde Beauty from the East】.”
Watching Choi Woo-jin’s smug expression, I clenched my teeth.
“What’s this? I’m the only unknown actress here, and everyone else is a company president!”
“I wasn’t a president though?”
Choi Woo-jin shrugged.
“Don’t tell me you shot the president dead too?”
Choi Woo-jin shook his head at my question.
“No. I dug up the president’s secrets and made him hand over management rights to me. Took just a day.”
…This guy is genuinely terrifying.
“Either way, can we get our movie displayed at Times Square then?”
“Maybe?”
Choi Woo-jin said that and grinned at Pee So-won.
“What. What is it.”
“You’ll need to pay the advertising fee. I heard you’re a film investor.”
“Advertising fee? I already brought you a few bottles of liquor.”
“That won’t do. Do you know how much our advertising rates are? Times Square is prime real estate.”
“So you’re asking me to pay the advertising fee?”
“Yes. About 35,000 coins?”
“What?”
Pee So-won’s face contorted.
That’s when Kwon Ik-seong stepped forward.
“So you’re saying we should concentrate all the money on one person.”
Choi Woo-jin snapped his fingers at that remark.
Snap.
“Think about it. Mathematically, first place gets 10 times. Second place gets 5 times, third place gets 2 times. But since first place has a larger amount than second place, the actual difference isn’t simply a multiple.”
He’s right.
“But it’s practically impossible for us to split first, second, and third place among ourselves.”
“Because Player 1 exists.”
Choi Woo-jin nodded at my words.
“Then it’s better if someone dominates first place overwhelmingly. For the rest, we adjust the amounts appropriately so they stay within 50 percent.”
Choi Woo-jin grinned wickedly.
Seeing that, Pee So-won drew a gun.
“Fine. Good thinking. Now then, hand over all the money you have.”
…?
Why is the conversation flowing in that direction?!
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