The Regressed SSS-Rank Supporter Who Turned Dark - Chapter 63

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#Episode 63
Golden Sun.
The club that had once stirred up all of South Korea with what came to be known as the [Golden Sun Incident].
Though it was called a club, Golden Sun was no ordinary space where people danced and drank to music.
As a strictly private club accessible only to the invited, its interior was nothing short of a breeding ground for crime.
When Golden Sun’s existence became known and its true nature surfaced, even Cha Eun-sung had ground his teeth and clicked his tongue in disgust.
The Nine-Tail Crew had created Golden Sun, and Yeom Taek-su was the one who managed its operations.
“Golden Sun? What’s that?”
“A club he runs.”
“A club…?”
“You’ll be shocked when you see it.”
Cha Eun-sung’s expression grew meaningful at Choi Yu-ra’s question.
“It’s a filthy place, then?”
“Extremely.”
“How bad is it?”
“You need to see it yourself. No amount of talking will do it justice.”
“Is that so? Hmm.”
A glint of murderous intent flashed across Choi Yu-ra’s eyes.
“So this bastard runs Golden Sun, is that it?”
“More like a figurehead. The real owner is the Nine-Tail Crew. Though the Incheon Alliance is behind them, of course.”
Yeom Taek-su’s eyes trembled ceaselessly within his button-hole-sized eyelids.
Golden Sun was a club whose very existence was classified, so it was only natural he’d be shocked that Cha Eun-sung knew its true nature.
In fact, everything Cha Eun-sung knew about Golden Sun came entirely from Choi Yu-ra.
Before rewinding time, it was Choi Yu-ra herself who had exposed Golden Sun’s true identity.
“How convenient.”
I applied slight pressure to the bolt cutter.
“Ugh!”
A cry of agony escaped Yeom Taek-su’s lips.
Incongruously, blood dripped from his plump fingers adorned with a Cartier ring.
“From now on, you’d better tell me everything you know about Golden Sun, the Nine-Tail Crew, and the Incheon Alliance.”
“Ugh…”
“I promise you this much—I’ll make sure you die in the most excruciating way possible.”
“Even if you do this, can you really escape unscathed…? Aaaahhhhh!”
A pig-slaughtering shriek tore from Yeom Taek-su’s mouth.
The severed finger fell with a soft thud.
“Whether I escape unscathed isn’t something you should be worrying about. You should be concerned about your own life first.”
“Either way… ugh. I won’t survive anyway. Ugh. Dead either way…”
He was speaking with the retaliation of both the Nine-Tail Crew and the Incheon Alliance in mind.
“At least you could attempt to smuggle yourself out.”
“Smuggle myself out…?”
“At least you’ll save your life.”
“….”
“If you cooperate willingly, I’ll arrange for you to slip away to China or Japan.”
I said this while searching through Yeom Taek-su’s belongings.
Aside from the miscellaneous junk, three mobile phones emerged.
“From now on, tell me everything you know about Golden Sun—quickly and accurately. If you lie or hide anything….”
I scanned the phones deliberately and picked up the wire cutter again.
“Everything that sticks out will be cut off. Fingers, toes, nose, ears… what do you think comes last?”
“Ugh!”
“Then the first question. Where is Gu Tae-il right now?”
I asked while applying pressure to the wire cutter.
* * *
“…This is a slaughterhouse.”
Lim Captain, who had rushed by helicopter to Bucheon, grimaced deeply at the scene unfolding before him.
A tableau of hell spread across his vision.
Ceiling and walls painted crimson with blood.
Floors pooled with blood that had nowhere left to drain.
And corpses scattered everywhere….
Even in a world where dimensional shifts and Gate manifestations had become routine, such a sight was not easily witnessed.
Was that why?
“Bleeeegh!”
“Urgh!”
Several Hunters who had come with Lim Captain clung to the walls and retched.
Even for Hunters accustomed to witnessing horrors daily, this scene was difficult to accept.
Lim Captain did not fault them for their weakness.
After all, he himself wanted nothing more than to embrace a toilet and vomit.
But that was not what mattered.
“…Nothing left to touch, so they went after the Nine-Tail Crew.”
A hollow murmur escaped from Lim Captain’s lips.
“What a complete maniac. What on earth was he thinking….”
Stress mounting rapidly, his craving for the cigarettes he’d quit returned with desperate intensity.
Gulp, gulp!
Lim Captain grabbed a water bottle nearby and drank from it greedily.
An attempt to suppress the rising urge to smoke.
“Phew.”
Having barely composed himself, Lim Captain called Minister An.
“Yes, Minister. I’m calling because I have an urgent report.”
– Go ahead with your report.
“Cha Eun-sung… that bastard Cha Eun-sung….”
– …?
“Sigh.”
– Why are you taking so long?
“I-I’m sorry. It’s just that Cha Eun-sung caused quite a major incident….”
Lim Captain trailed off.
– What kind of incident? How serious?
“It appears that Cha Eun-sung… may have gotten involved with the Nine-Tail Crew.”
– What do you mean, involved…?
“When I arrived at the scene, it appears to be one of the Nine-Tail Crew’s offices… but it’s difficult to explain in words. I’ll send you the footage from the scene….”
Immediately after the footage was transmitted.
– ….
A heavy silence flowed through the receiver.
– This….
Minister An slowly opened his mouth.
– That lunatic has no equal.
A string of curses finally erupted from Minister An’s lips.
It was highly unusual for Minister An, who never used profanity no matter how angry he got, to spew such language.
– Arrest him immediately and bring him in. As fast as possible. Do you understand?
“I will do my utmost to complete the mission.”
Lim Captain couldn’t bring himself to mention that he hadn’t been able to determine Cha Eun-sung’s location.
He couldn’t even imagine what kind of reaction Minister An would have if he did.
‘Damn it.’
Lim Captain checked the last known location of Cha Eun-sung’s phone, biting his lip.
The signal had cut out at the office.
He must have turned off his phone as he left the building.
* * *
Taeil Transport.
A taxi company located near Bucheon Station.
But it was rare to see one of Taeil Transport’s taxis in Bucheon proper.
The drivers from Taeil Transport would slip away to Seoul once night fell.
With the deteriorating security in Bucheon, there were few passengers willing to use taxis.
As a result, Taeil Transport’s drivers would invariably gather at the company in the early evening.
Today was no exception.
9 PM.
The drivers, having finished their meals at the company cafeteria, huddled together in front of the vending machine.
Each of them held a cheap instant coffee in their hands.
“Did you make anything yesterday?”
“Three runs.”
“Three runs, you say?”
“Made some decent money for once. Heh heh.”
A taxi driver with an irezumi tattoo on his forearm grinned, revealing yellowed teeth.
As a taxi driver picking up passengers, his appearance was utterly disreputable—though the other drivers couldn’t exactly claim to be well-groomed either.
While their suits might have made them look presentable, their faces carried an unsettling, threatening air that was hard to define.
“Damn, you’re raking in serious cash, aren’t you?”
“You bastard, you’re not lying? How the hell do you pull three in a single day?”
The drivers spoke with unmistakable envy.
“What size?”
“Good ones.”
“What’s the unit price?”
“Young and fresh, so the rates are decent.”
“Damn, you lucky bastard.”
One driver with an irezumi tattoo questioned another.
“Where are you finding so many? Did you discover some prime hunting ground?”
“Hell, where would that be these days? If you know of one, tell me. I want in too.”
The tattooed driver spoke as if it were absurd.
“Come on, if you know a good spot, share it.”
“I’m telling you there’s nothing like that. You bastard won’t listen.”
“Four days of coming up empty, man.”
“Then go out and hustle harder.”
“You heartless son of a bitch….”
Right then.
“Today’s been shit, damn it….”
A taxi driver limped forward, muttering curses under his breath.
His name was Jo Bong-soo.
He’d been a gangster in his younger days, but now worked as a taxi driver for Taeil Transport.
For some reason, his leg was in a cast, and his groin was wrapped in bandages as if he were wearing a diaper.
“Oh, Bong-soo hyung?”
“Did something happen to you?”
The drivers asked Jo Bong-soo in alarm.
“I really stepped in it today.”
“Huh?”
“I thought I’d picked up a score during the day, but it turned out to be a Hunter.”
“Ah….”
The drivers sighed knowingly.
“Listen up, all of you—be careful for a while. If any of you happen to pick up some crazy woman covered head to toe in tattoos, forget about the fare and call the office first. Otherwise you’ll end up like me. Ugh.”
Jo Bong-soo pulled out a green powder from his pocket, unable to bear the pain any longer, and inhaled it through his nose.
Soon his eyes grew hazy.
“Damn it. She touches me once and demands 100 million won? Anyway, Hunters—Dealers, Healers, doesn’t matter—they’re all just thieves in disguise.”
Jo Bong-soo grumbled.
“Well, 100 million isn’t a bad price for keeping my manhood intact… but still, isn’t 100 million too much?”
“What exactly happened to you? Don’t tell me….”
“Your suspicion was right. I got completely played. Ugh.”
As the drug’s effects began to kick in, Jo Bong-soo answered with a slight drool at the corner of his mouth.
“Bad luck, hyung.”
“You all be careful too. I called the office and….”
“But hyung.”
“Hmm?”
“Um. Yeah. Did that woman happen to have something like… chains?”
“I wouldn’t know.”
“Then does she have a good figure and sharp eyes? Rose tattoo on her arm?”
“How the hell do you know that crazy bitch?”
Just as Jo Bong-soo’s brow furrowed.
Clank, clank….
The sound of chains colliding echoed through the air.
“Uh, hyung?”
“What is it?”
“Um… I think something really bad just happened.”
“What are you messing with me for? Stop your bullshit, you bastard. I already got roughed up during the day and lost a hundred million won, so what the hell is this nonsense?”
“That’s not it… you should probably look behind you.”
The drivers began shuffling backward hesitantly.
“What, is there a ghost or something… Huh?”
Jo Bong-soo turned around carelessly and froze in place.
It was her.
Clank, clank….
“Gack!”
The chains in her hands were wrapped tightly around the neck of the distributor who received the drivers’ “merchandise” deliveries.
Like a dog on a leash.
Choi Yu-ra approached Jo Bong-soo and tilted her head slightly as she spoke.
“You were talking about me, weren’t you?”
A faint smile played at the corners of her lips.

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