#Episode 26
Chapter 1
He just raised his head.
I can see a tall apartment building.
This is JAE APT located in Cheongdam-dong, Gangnam-gu, Seoul.
I entered building 104. The common entrance was wide open, as if someone was moving in. I walked silently, entered the elevator, and pressed the 26th floor. That’s how I arrived at room 2603.
That’s right, it’s the house where the 200th apostle, who was pretending to be me, lived.
I don’t know what the password is, so I just broke the electronic door lock.
Kkwaduk.
I grabbed the door and tore it open and went inside.
The house was clean.
I have a laptop, I have clothes, I have a room, I have furniture.
It’s a bit big for one man to live in.
I took a quick look around the living room. I saw a fairly large kennel. It looks like they’ve raised a mutt too.
The fur was short and the body was large.
Then I saw a picture frame in the house. In that picture frame, I saw my fake puppy smiling brightly. Next to him was a Doberman with his tongue hanging out and smiling.
This kid.
“It was a lot of different things.”
I’m serious.
I came here to see what kind of life the kid had been living on and what was in the house, and this is quite something.
First, I gathered all the picture frames together. Then I threw them all in the trash. In the living room, where the books are, I see two car keys.
One is a three-pointed star, the other is a bull.
I thought about it for a moment.
The 200th Apostle is definitely referencing my past words and actions while acting like me. When I was young, I told my older sister and my teachers that I dreamed of becoming a genre novelist.
I wanted to try writing once and become a full-time writer who could make money from my writing. I said many times that among the many jobs where I could write interesting stories and feel a sense of accomplishment, being a writer was the only one that I was drawn to.
But the 200th apostle is an unusually talented genre novelist.
It’s clear that the bastard who played ‘me’ has realized what my past self has been talking about wanting.
Then this triangle star car key.
I have a rough idea of what this is.
Should I call it my dream car? When I grow up and earn money, I definitely want to drive that car. That’s what I thought and talked about openly.
I think ‘that car’ is right.
First, I put the bull’s car key aside. I plan to give it to Chief Secretary Yoon Young-soo later. I don’t care if I sell it used and get some money or if my sister takes it.
I put the three-pointed star car key in my pocket. I went straight to the kitchen. I saw food past its expiration date. There was nothing worth salvaging.
Inside was a study room. There were quite a few books, a desk, and on that desk was a laptop and a desktop.
“hmm.”
Just in case, I’m telling you this, but I don’t have my ID, driver’s license, passport, or wallet. I think they flew away with me when I killed them in downtown Seoul. I’ll have to ask Chief Secretary Yoon Young-soo about this too.
I called Yoon Young-soo right away.
-Yes, Mr. Jin Shi-hoo.
“I’m currently in the house where my fake used to live.”
-Oh, so you finally left. Do you know the password?
“I didn’t know, so I broke the door and came in.”
-… … That, then the security company… … Ah, no. I will take care of it.
Knock knock knock.
It was the sound of a watch being tapped. Yoon Young-soo, who seemed to be typing something, spoke to me.
-Solved. What’s inside, anything to salvage?
“Nope. I only have one laptop and one desktop, but when I took a quick look earlier, I saw that it was password protected. Can you unlock it?”
-Yes. If it’s a digital device, I can solve it. I’ll go get it.
“Here now?”
-Yes, I will go now.
Oh, and.
“There are two car keys here. What make are they?”
-These are the 21-year-old AMG GTR and the 32-year-old limited edition Invencible Coupe, respectively. The former is pure gasoline, and the latter is electric.
I was skeptical, and it turns out you’re right.
AMG GTR. My dream car. Long in the front and short in the back, it’s the kind of car that villains would drive in a movie.
– If you are going to use it, you can use it as is. In the case of the GTR, it is a 21-year-old model, but it has rarely been used and has only driven 400 km. Nevertheless, our Salvation Guild has inspected it every quarter and there are currently no problems. The same goes for the Invulnerable Coupe.
He shook his head.
“I’ll only drive this GTR. Just sell me the Invulnerable used. Or you can keep it, Chief Secretary. But what about your driver’s license and ID?”
– At that time, I retrieved it when Jin Shi-hoo killed the 200th apostle. I have it in my possession right now, so I will give it to you right away.
“thank you.”
I was just about to hang up the phone.
dripping-.
There is a knock.
“I think the security company is here.”
-No way. I took care of it… … .
I’m really sorry to say this, but Yoon Young-soo’s words fell on deaf ears.
It was because of the face of the man who appeared at the front door. Even though it had been a long time, there was no way I wouldn’t recognize him. No, it was strange that I didn’t recognize him.
He said with a bright smile.
“It’s been a while, Sihu.”
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It’s an unforgettable face.
I really can’t forget it.
I reached out and grabbed the face of the man in front of me.
“Keep… … Keuk… … .”
He is flustered by the sudden situation. No, my biological father, Jin Tae-seop, is flustered.
“Why… … Why is it like this… … .”
He looked into my eyes and was speechless.
It was understandable. The look in my eyes was very murderous.
“Why are you still alive?”
As a child, I lived through being beaten like crazy by this man. The reason I lived in a semi-basement with my older sister in Cheongju was to avoid this man and go there.
This kid is not a human kid.
I can let it go until he beats me up, but he s*xually abused my younger sister.
I wanted to make sure.
It’s s*xual abuse, not rape. If I hadn’t run away with my sister, it would have gone as far as rape, but I prevented it.
The problem is the process before that. I couldn’t just sit still, like touching my chest and asking my sister to touch my genitals.
So, I hit the back of his head with the bottle of soju he was drinking and ran away with my sister.
I ran away when I was exactly 9 years old. That moment is still vivid in my mind.
My sister and I, who ran away, were able to live in hiding thanks to our elementary school teacher who felt sorry for our situation.
Of course, there was a time when he came to visit me in the middle. My sister was 13 years old, and at that time, she had a big scar on her forehead. It’s strange that a 13-year-old girl’s head was hit with a soju bottle and there was no scar. Same thing with me. My right arm was broken at that time.
Of course, while it was breaking, I hit the guy’s head with a rock. I also hit him with a baseball bat. The important thing is that this happened many times.
That’s the kind of guy he is.
A piece of human garbage who beat up my sister and me, gambled away my mother’s insurance money, and then lost the bet against my sister and me.
I had no idea.
I wonder if this kid is still alive.
And that prediction turned out to be true.
“Shihu, why are you doing this? It’s me, your father.”
With an expressionless face, I did what I had to do.
* * *
Yoon Young-soo was anxious.
It’s because of the voice I heard before I hung up the phone.
Jin Tae-seop.
It’s definitely Jin Tae-seop.
That person went to the house of ‘Jin Shihou’, the one with whom he could communicate the most.
I have no intention of denying it.
The apostle who had been acting like the previous Qin Shihou was enough to be called a good person in the world.
Forgive your father’s past and move forward together while embracing even that father.
That was the kind of guy he was, and from Yoon Young-soo’s perspective, Jin Tae-seop and the 200th apostle were a pair of rascals that really suited each other well. They were the kind of rascals that he wanted to get rid of if possible.
While the two bastards were holding hands and fighting the plague, the Salvation Guild was busy dealing with a lot of things behind the scenes.
If Yoon Young-soo hadn’t been running behind him, such an unfollowing would not have been possible. Yoon Young-soo got goosebumps when he heard Jin Shi-hoo’s voice just now.
‘Why are you still alive?’
That voice contained an incredible murderous intent that Yoon Young-soo had never felt before in his life.
Had to go.
“Sir, are you really going?”
“Yes, I have to go. Sorry. Please eat first and then go in.”
Yoon Young-soo left his seat as if he had no more time to talk. Jin Shi-hoo’s house happened to be nearby.
“That’s too bad,” Cha Ju-yeon muttered, pretending not to hear her.
In an instant, Yoon Young-soo, who has taken his place, crosses the city center.
It was fast.
I am currently using a combination of the skills ‘Haste’, ‘Speed Increase’, and ‘2-Stage Booster’.
Yoon Young-soo’s speed is now over 900 kilometers per hour. Cutting through the wind, he arrived at the Cheongdam JAE apartment.
He tried to go straight inside, but couldn’t.
Kwaaaaaaaang-!!
Crunch-!
Because there was a terrible noise and an eerie sound.
I slowly turned my head.
There was a ‘corpse’ near the entrance to the back apartment.
As expected of a corpse that had fallen from a great height, several of its organs were writhing inside.
As I said before, it’s a corpse.
The movement subsided, soon after.
Yoon Young-soo could tell.
That blurred face and blood-soaked clothes were the same as the ‘him’ I saw when he came out of the guild.
Jin Song-yi and Jin Shi-hoo’s father, Jin Tae-seop.
He just fell from his apartment and is covered in blood.
Yoon Young-soo raised his head.
A man is seen leaning against the window, smoking a cigarette.
It’s Jin Shihou.
He was smiling as if he was happy.
* * *
My father was a soldier. He was a special forces captain who graduated from the Korea Military Academy. My mother was a nursing officer at the Armed Forces Capital Integrated Hospital in Seongnam.
Since both of them were orphans without any relatives, my sister and I have no relatives at all.
My mother passed away in a car accident when I was five. The funeral is still vivid in my mind.
To be honest, I don’t know much about what my father was like before I was five. I don’t know if he was a caring father or anything like that.
I really didn’t know anything about my mother, other than the fact that she had a lot of scars on her body and that she would occasionally swear, yell, and punch me in the room.
I heard a few things from my sister, my mother just got by. My father was very violent and as soon as my mother passed away, he started gambling with the insurance money.
Drinking, hitting, and hitting again.
He beat us up every day, saying it was my fault and my sister’s fault for losing money.
One day, I was beaten to the point where I almost died.
I think I was about eight years old.
He said he was going to take off his clothes because he was passed over for promotion to major, and that it was all my sister’s fault and mine.
Jin Tae-seop was that kind of man.
The fact that a graduate of the Korea Military Academy, who was desperate to be promoted to major, failed meant that he was in a bad position, but Jin Tae-seop blamed everything on others.
As time went by and the blood was still fresh in my head, I had to make a decision.
No, I’ve decided.
As usual, the violence started. At that time, I hit Jin Tae-seop on the head with a soju bottle and ran away with my sister.
