Genius of a Unique Lineage Chapter 182

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182. Hitting and hitting again (3)

“Mom, can I ask you something?”

“huh.”

My mother, who had been drenched in sweat for the first time in a long time, answered with a relieved expression.

I opened my mouth while lying in the ring.

“Are you your biological mother?”

“Oh, your son is very stubborn. Let’s do round 2?”

No, not that.

“I’m dying. “We’ve been fighting all night.”

“Who ordered it? And, I have never had a son so weak that he complains that he only stayed up all night for a day or two.”

I admit that.

With my current stamina, staying up all night for three days is enough.

Through transformation training, I became a physical monster.

“Oh, if you wear a tiger mask, you become a celebrity.”

A little after 9 o’clock, Teacher Log came downstairs.

For this person, work begins only when the market starts.

I asked him why he did that during training.

“If the market isn’t open, I don’t have motivation.”

He answered.

He is like a slave to stocks.

The teacher holding the pad continued.

“I think the Prometheus kids’ venom has risen sharply? “I think you’ll be a wanted criminal there.”

If an individual, not a country, hits an individual, it is naturally against the law.

Even work done as a freelancer can be considered a crime if you deliberately steal it.

Of course, there are some aspects that the country recognizes.

Things related to official affairs, things they asked for, things like that.

Or, if you become a very famous freelancer, it may be inevitable.

Unless it is something that harms national interests or is a real terrorist, it gets overlooked.

So what did I do this time?

It’s a crime.

That’s what it looks like on the outside.

But what if we take a look inside?

“Don’t do anything to save money, son.”

“Is it true that my husband is a powerful figure in the Ministry of Public Administration and Security?”

“That won’t happen.”

He said as he got up.

My body is creaking from being hit here and there. Sparring with my mother was harder than fighting all night long.

“Have you prepared anything?”

“Do you have any plans son?”

When two people asked, I smiled and asked back.

“If you keep hitting me again and again, it will hurt, right?”

A question mark appeared on both of their faces.

It’s just like that.

Hit me physically and hit me mentally again.

Wouldn’t it feel like being hit again?

Or does it feel like it’s right here and right there?

I don’t know. I’m the one who gets hit, so I don’t know how it feels to be on the receiving end.

“Now I’m old enough to keep secrets, without even telling my son or my mom. “Aren’t there a lot of things you want to hide from mom in the Jikbakguri folder on your computer?”

“… … “Mom, why are you doing this to me?”

That’s my son’s privacy.

“You will see it on TV today.”

“Seulhye, news.”

Good timing. Teacher Log said, who carefully watches the news to understand stock market trends.

Mother headed to the lounge.

There was breaking news, unbelievable reality, etc. on TV.

At the center of it all was reporter Kim Cho-myeong of Jangtile Ilbo.

The reporter, who had been working hard for a long time, hit a long shot with relief.

Well, this would be closer to a home run.

* * *

“Please make sure to load it.”

Kim Cho-myung’s eyes are red because he stayed up all night.

I wandered around the attacked area all night.

Gangster offices, loan companies, even kids who make illegal cannon phones.

Everything was wiped cleanly away.

He carried the safe and also took in kind items.

‘It’s robbery.’

I was able to think that way and move on.

If it weren’t for the previous anonymous tip, it could have been dismissed as just a robbery.

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Kim Cho-myeong took pictures and left records.

In the meantime, I also got an interview.

It was a woman I met by chance at the scene.

I gave money to a scared woman for an interview. Only then did she open her mouth.

There is no particular content. But everything I needed was there.

In fact, just one was enough.

“I wore a mask. A tiger mask. Blood was splattered, and when I got to the third floor, I saw that everyone had collapsed… … . “Do you do mosaic processing?”

He told me not to worry.

Is mosaic a problem now?

He wore a mask, a tiger mask.

That’s enough.

Even though they encountered ordinary people, there was no harm.

They hit only the things they targeted.

Evidence based on anonymous tips.

An article written based on that evidence and what happened last night and throughout the early morning.

So I stood in front of the director.

“You said you would do it if you had evidence.”

I fought back from the beginning.

If I didn’t do it this time, I was going to resign and publish a personal article.

I had to let them know somehow.

Let’s growl like that.

“Who doesn’t do it? Before you even say anything, you start baring your fangs? What am I, a hotbed of corruption? Have you ever been the kind of person who earns money to publish articles? I?”

I had a lot of doubts like that.

Because the director is not a very clean person.

but.

“I would also be shocked if they were a terrorist group. I think they are a bunch of bastards, so really. They put up a news headline and said they would only give broadcasting rights to the broadcasting station that came first. Rip everything that needs to be ripped. Chomyeong, you know.”

“What.”

“If we do this, from then on we will also be sacrificing our lives.”

So I thought he would refuse, but he did.

Kim Cho-myeong wondered why the director changed his mind, but he didn’t even want to ask right now.

The urgent thing is this way.

“I am writing that article.”

“Write it down, Kim Cho-myeong, I give you permission. Hey, I’m telling you in advance, if you’re scared, quit your job and go out tonight. “Starting tomorrow morning, we are journalists who revealed a terrorist group, and our lives are being pledged by those bastards.”

“… … Is that all real?”

Another reporter asked. The article and its contents with the working title ‘Korean Society Infiltrated by Prometheus’ were already circulating within the company.

“Do you think I’m a pushover? “I’m writing a Prometheus sniping article. Do you think I’ll write a novel and post it?”

The reporter who asked fell silent.

Some left and others stayed.

“Well, let’s show them what freedom of speech is.”

A veteran reporter said:

“Okay, let’s go. Kim Cho-myeong, write it quickly!”

The director shouted loudly.

That was the title of the article.

[National terrorist group Prometheus, cancer cells taking root in Korea]

The title was offensive and the content was poignant.

[Prometheus, they controlled Korea’s night and reached out during the day. There was no field they did not reach into, including damage caused by drugs and illegal loan companies preying on ordinary people.]

Evidence came out, and in the meantime, the full story of what happened last night also came out.

[The group wearing tiger masks hit Money & Save. It’s happened before. So were they robbers and terrorists? no. This reporter assumes that these are freelancers hired by a group of victims who have been wronged by a terrorist group.

For example, they did not touch the general public, much less touch the Money & Save safe.

However, a member of a terrorist group specializing in money laundering was found dead on the third floor.]

Although the reporter’s personal opinion was included, the incident was so shocking that it shook the country.

* * *

‘He’s my nephew.’

He is a sneaky, smart, and persistent guy.

Gwang-ik could have been at a disadvantage if he just believed in his strength and went wild.

But that was overturned.

‘Help.’

My father said so.

That was my intention.

I also had the intention of using the power of the group if necessary.

There was enough power and enough influence to do so.

But what Gwangik asked was simpler.

“Uncle, please pressure and protect just one media company.”

“You know that pressure and protection are different words, right?”

“I know.”

“What do you want to say?”

A newspaper company that has a reporter who is desperate to stab Prometheus.

Pressure, you don’t even need the power of the group.

One of my business cards was enough.

This is the business card of the head of the Dangun Group.

In addition to that.

“This is Korea. Whether it’s Prometheus or Princess Maker, if the group says they will protect it, they will. “We will provide you with a security team free of charge for three years.”

It is appeasement and pressure.

The media company president nodded.

Politics cannot be excluded from worldly affairs.

Where profits move, power moves, and where power moves, profits move.

However, this case was a little different.

Lee Geung-nak only received a request from his nephew.

It wasn’t a difficult task.

Moreover, the nephew also paid the cost of operating the security team.

“If I find out that my mother owes my uncle, I will die.”

The conflict between Nui and the group has not yet been resolved.

He knows that and says it.

He seemed so innocent, but he was a nephew with a deep heart.

So I got the money.

So this work was exactly what was requested.

Before the media published the article, a three-year security service contract had already been signed.

Apart from profit, politics and power.

The world was shaken by what a young man in his early twenties did.

Not only Korean news but also global news was noisy.

Words of driving out Prometheus, who had been deeply rooted, began to run wild in news comments.

It’s public opinion.

If public opinion unites and Prometheus’ identity is revealed, the masked group that did last night’s actions will be exonerated.

The fact that freelancers catch criminals is also tolerated.

There are also people called bounty hunters.

So what if that opponent is Prometheus?

‘I should at least look after the government.’

What will you do if you don’t look at it?

There was no answer. It was a well-made board. It was also a plate that Gwangik created, kneaded, and manipulated.

“Sister, you raised your nephew amazingly.”

Geungnak muttered to himself as he blew out booster smoke into the air.

By the way, should we develop something other than a tobacco type booster?

I was going crazy because they told me to ban smoking indoors and they didn’t even allow me to smoke a booster.

It was hot from the morning.

It was a sweltering day, and rain, which the weather forecast did not predict, started pouring down.

Shoot.

It was a cool rain.

* * *

“Let’s take this opportunity to brush it off.”

The minister looked at Yoo Yeon-ho’s words.

“If you can’t shake it all off, it’s a headwind, you know? “There are more than one person involved here.”

Money and power are inseparable.

How did Prometheus infiltrate Korea? He took the money and applied it.

We applied it to politicians, we applied it to businessmen, and when necessary, we made donations and poured money into local governments.

That’s how the foundation was laid.

“Let’s shake it all off.”

Yoo Yeon-ho’s will was firm.

The son fights Prometheus. As a father, I can’t support him, but I can’t stop him because politicians are involved.

However, I have no intention of crossing the river to see the fire.

“Yeonho, Team Leader Yu, this is really not an easy task. “This is not something that can be solved only through force.”

“If it was going to be done by force, I wouldn’t be here right now.”

I took the Phoenix team and defeated them all.

I roughly know who is involved and involved.

“If you took money secretly from me, please tell me in advance.”

“… … why? “Will you look after me?”

“Do you think I’ll take care of it?”

The director was sure that the immortal would not leave this room gracefully if he were to say that he was involved.

“Why are you so extreme?”

“It’s not about being extreme, it’s about doing the right thing.”

“Grunt.”

The director groaned.

It really hurts my bones to do this. I don’t know, but it will reach the president’s line.

However, it is not something that can be tolerated by some and robbed of others.

As soon as the news broke, the lobby came in.

The theme of the lobby was consistent.

As I said, the idea is to use it as a card to put pressure on opposing political forces.

So, the idea is to leave your own side alone and rob the other side.

“Hey, is this something that will happen just because the Ministry of Public Administration and Security decides to move? “I said it couldn’t be done.”

“So you said you would tell me here.”

Do you want me to say it twice? Yoo Yeon-ho said with his expression.

The minister knew there was nothing he could do.

I picked up the phone and contacted the prosecution.

“… … We’ll also provide military support, and we’ll start in 30 minutes. “I’ll send you the list.”

“Are you crazy? “Are you going to throw away Korean politics?”

What will it be called when this explodes?

Prometheus Gate?

A black hole alone is scary, but a gate again.

But what can I do?

Yoo Yeon-ho is a person who might end up going out alone and ruining everything if he doesn’t.

I had to listen.

It is unavoidable. Above all, the president’s permission was also given.

“is it so. Let’s do it. What if I don’t do it this time? “If you find out about it and ignore it, you won’t even be recognized as a member of the Old Force.”

These are the words of the head of state. The weight was different. Of course, he also added that if you can avoid it, avoid it.

So I tried to stop him.

“Please let me remain as a civil servant.”

Yoo Yeon-ho spoke while listening to the prosecution’s nagging.

“Don’t threaten me. “Am I your subordinate?”

The minister put down the receiver for a moment and got angry.

After that, the minister picked up the receiver again and raised his voice.

“Oh, I don’t know. We’re going to do it, and if we’re going to stop it, we’re going to stop it. “I’m sending the Phoenix team.”

And hung up the phone.

“Minister, you are the best.”

Yoo Yeon-ho gave a thumbs up and left.

When I looked outside through the open door, the team was already waiting. If I didn’t stop him, he would have really planned to go out alone.

“Oh my, that bastard. “My son shouldn’t look like that guy.”

The minister muttered.

It was a pity.

The son closely resembles his father in this way.

I would have been even more shocked if I had found out that the owner of the mask that went viral yesterday was Gwangik.

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