7. Three ways to kill your boss (4)
The suspect’s house was on the third floor. After climbing the stairs, Minjun paused in front of the front door and raised his hand. He exchanged glances with Jeongpal, who was following behind.
‘Barrier.’
Minjun grumbled to himself. That little brat, he didn’t want to die so he set up all sorts of barriers. How crude.
However, it is not ineffective. It seems that they did not have the ability to lay a single, elaborate barrier, so they just stuck several layers together, which made it a bit more labor intensive but required less effort.
I thought about it for a moment. Should I just rip it off without thinking or should I release the barrier and then strike?
The decision leaned toward the latter.
WHING! WHING!
Knowing that it was a lifeline, the magician in the room seemed to have spent a long time building the barrier. The magical chain that sealed the door was wrapped several times, going back and forth between the material world and the spirit world. Minjun cut the chains one by one, with one pupil tuned to this world and the other pupil tuned to the other world.
however.
“You’re quick-witted.”
“?!”
The vibrations of warp magic were felt inside the room. They noticed it and tried to escape.
“Jeongpal, you stay back. Magicians should fight magicians.”
Change of plans.
Minjun memorizes the spell. The black magic he had charged at the bank a few days ago still remained and had not completely evaporated.
Hwaaaat!
On his left, darkness gathers and forms a thick forearm. As Minjun moves his hand slightly, the shadow arm mimics his action and grabs the iron door, digging its sharp claws inside.
Squeak!
The moment the front door was torn open, the barrier was broken and the trap was activated.
Hurrr!
“Ugh!”
Jung-pal was surprised by the heat that seemed to be familiar to his face, but Min-jun had already taken action. The shadow arm spread out widely, forming a shield. A firestorm raged beyond it. A defense system that was activated when the barrier was forcibly damaged.
But it’s no use in front of Minjun.
Srp!
The darkness blocked the large explosion and spread out like a spider web to catch the sparks. Only then did I see the room in the soot and smoke. Furniture scattered everywhere by the impact of the explosion, half-burned wallpaper.
“······!”
Without even getting out of bed, a man wearing only a pair of shorts desperately casts a spell. In front of him, a golden warp gate is half-open.
Minjun quickly figured out the distribution of his opponent’s magical power. Normally, it would be evenly distributed throughout his body, but due to the warp spell, it lost its balance and was concentrated in one spot.
The agent takes advantage of that gap.
Shhh!
Minjun extended his right hand, which was not covered by the shadow. A long leather string shot out from his sleeve. The string curved and rushed through the air like a living snake, twisting and coiling around the man.
“Eww!”
Minjun chanted a spell softly. The moment his body was pressed, the man felt the magic inside him tremble like a mad horse. The pain of his blood vessels crushing ran up his spine.
Meanwhile, the warp gate has vanished in vain. The man, tied up tightly, trembles and vomits black blood.
Minjun smiled brightly in front of the defenseless suspect.
“Got you, you punk.”
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Charruk!
Boom! Click!
Swish!
I could hear other residents in the apartment quickly closing windows, slamming shutters, putting more locks on, and dragging heavy furniture in front of the door to block it. The reaction was quick, as it was a neighborhood where people lived close to danger.
“Huh? You···.”
Jeongpal frowned as he sat the tied man down on the chair. He recognized the identity of the tattoo near his heart.
“Were you a society kid?”
Hung Clown Society.
One of the vicious criminal organizations comprised of people with special abilities.
Jeong-pal’s expression changed completely. Just a moment ago, the opponent was an unidentified suspect, but from this moment on, he was a criminal who wouldn’t be satisfied even if he were beaten to death on the spot.
He found the wizard’s cell phone on the desk. He grabbed it with a rough hand, checked the model, and thrust the front camera in front of the man’s face. The lock was unlocked in an instant, and he quickly checked the call log, but the bound wizard’s expression was calm. In fact, he even had a sneer on his face.
“The phone is clean.”
Jeongpal, who had finished scanning, spoke calmly, as if he had not had high expectations in the first place. While Minjun nodded and searched the room, Jeongpal glared at the man and spoke in a businesslike tone, trying to exclude as much emotion as possible.
“As you have been confirmed to be a member of a criminal organization with supernatural powers, from now on, some of your basic rights as a citizen of this country will be restricted in accordance with Article 4 of the Constitution of the Republic of Korea.”
“Just grab the dick.”
The man chuckled and spat.
“······.”
Jeong-pal had a feeling that the interrogation would not go smoothly. They were not afraid of being caught by the police and seeing the bad things they would do. They knew that if they revealed the organization’s secrets, they, their families, and everyone else involved would suffer much more terrible things at the hands of the organization.
The Society lures talented individuals with the promise of teaching them rare and powerful spells and offering them large sums of money. From the moment they fall for it and get inked with an indelible magical tattoo, they become pursued by the investigative authorities and can never return to a normal life. They are destined to live and die within the organization forever.
“Why were you hanging around CEO Jang Tae-jun’s house? Where is that person now? Who asked you to do it?”
“Fuck, the smell of orc shit is overwhelming. It’s so fucking annoying how these inhumans are pretending to be human, and you’re even wearing an armband and acting like a cop? I’m going to piss you off and leave.”
There was no movement in Jeongpal’s expression. Minjun, who had finished searching, approached him.
“There’s nothing special.”
“Then I guess I’ll have to get a confession.”
The wizard chuckled. Even in this situation, his spirit did not wane and his eyes sparkled.
“Brother, if it comes out like this, then I guess…”
Jeongpal glanced at him. He held the combat hammer he carried in one hand and asked with the angle of his wrist and a gesture. ‘Should I start with a knee strike?’ The man gritted his teeth and hardened his expression as if he had made up his mind. However, contrary to expectations, Minjun shook his head.
“Are you going to torture me by splitting my shins here and now?”
Jeongpal made a bewildered expression. Isn’t this your style, hyung?
He asks, thinking that, contrary to the image of an ‘agent’ he had in his head, he might actually be quite a polite person in this regard.
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“Shouldn’t that be so?”
Minjun said firmly.
“No, there’s a better way than that.”
The method of supporting, roasting, and torturing until the desired answer is obtained is a proven method that has been used by various dimensional intelligent beings since ancient times.
But Minjun knew a method that was far better than this time-honored and traditional method.
“······!”
He speaks while holding the black stone knife in one hand.
“Jeongpal, you know?”
“Yes, don’t worry.”
I had to recharge my black magic again because I just used it again.
Swish!
He cuts his wrist without expression and injures himself. As Minjun chanted the spell in a low voice, ominous energy gathered around him. When his eyes changed, Jeongpal felt an eerie feeling.
The bound wizard also flinched as if he sensed something unusual, but his expression became fiercer as if he was determined not to collapse like this.
Pants up!
Minjun’s left hand shriveled up like dried pig skin. The body fluids evaporated, and the bones protruded from under the skin. The man’s eyes widened when he saw this.
“You… crazy bastard!”
I noticed that a self-destructive magic was being performed, reducing the lifespan of the sorcerer and replenishing his black magic.
Minjun continued to recite the spell without paying attention to the reaction. Then, something that looked like a blister or a wart the size of a grain of rice popped up right above the middle joint of his left index finger.
Pot!
The blister burst and a clear liquid flowed out in a single drop. A tiny insect was wriggling on the dark red flesh that was exposed by the torn skin.
As a result of the magic that Minjun had memorized, he implanted an egg under the dermis of his body, cut through his flesh, and hatched it.
Jeongpal couldn’t figure out what it was, but the man seemed to have some knowledge in the field and ground his teeth.
“You evil bastard···!”
“Huh? That’s pretty good. You figured it out, right? Then do you want to tell me now?”
Then, instead of blowing it smoothly as Minjun wanted,
“Ugh!”
He took a deep breath and then stopped breathing.
“You fool.”
Jeongpal tilts his head, not understanding the situation.
“Brother, what is that?”
“Watch from now on.”
Minjun slowly brought his fingers up to the man’s nose, bending them, being careful not to spill the insects wriggling on his joints. The guy’s shallow trick was obvious. He was waiting for the insects to lose their strength by extending the time they were exposed to the air.
But he didn’t know. The spell that Minjun had just completed was so powerful that it was different from that of ordinary warlocks, and that the bug wouldn’t lose strength even if it lasted an hour in its current state.
“Ugh!”
The man finally reached his limit and began to breathe shallowly.
The bug, sensing the breath close by, jumped up like lightning and burrowed into the nostril.
“Ouch! Ouch!”
The man groaned in pain as the bug penetrated his nasal cavity and burrowed into his brain.
Meanwhile, Minjun held the magician’s smartphone with his hand that had returned to normal and glared at it for a moment. Then he spread his fingers and poked the touch panel. It was a halfhearted gesture, like a pigeon habitually beating its beak on the ground.
After tapping the phone a few times, he gives up and hands the phone over to his colleague.
“Turn on the recorder.”
When Jeongpal turned on the recording app and handed it over to Minjun, he held the smartphone close to his mouth and began mumbling softly. It was a different tone and rhythm from the spell he had memorized when casting the magic.
Okay then.
“Ugh!”
The man felt a splitting pain as the bugs inside his skull began to move violently.
But the suffering was short-lived.
“No way···.”
“?!”
Jeongpal’s eyes widened.
Suddenly, the man began to cry as if singing. He muttered meaningless words and panted intermittently. The reason Jeong-pal was confused was because the tears and sobs did not seem to be a byproduct of pain.
He stared at something unseen with eyes that were completely unfocused. He shook his head obsessively and then trembled. His body went limp and then tense again, repeating the cycle.
Even after Minjun finished recording, the man remained in a coma for another 10 minutes.
And then.
“Crack!”
Suddenly, like a sleep apnea patient waking up from sleep, the man came to his senses with a jerk. His pupils came back into focus. His expression was blank.
The drool from the 10 minutes of drooling had made his feet wet. The wizard looked back and forth between his tied body and Minjun’s face, who was looking down at him with a cold gaze. And then.
Ohhhhhhh! She bursts into tears pitifully. It was a fierce cry, different from the sounds she made while in ecstasy.
He writhed as if he was having a seizure with his tied body. He shouted at Minjun.
“Please! Let me go back! I don’t like this place! Let me go back there… please!”
A broken voice. She trembles in pleading.
Looking at that mad face, Jeong-pal asked in a tired voice.
“Brother, what on earth was that bug just now?”
“Happy bug.”
Known by various names, including morphine worm, Edens apple, and paradise knocker, depending on the region, these bugs directly stimulate the brain of their victims, causing the most intense and stimulating euphoria they can feel.
In this process, you vividly experience the perfect fantasy you desire, but when the brain stimulation ends and you return to reality, you are unable to accept the fact and are left with an intense urge to return to the happy fiction.
The effects are more addictive than any drug, and leave you wanting nothing more than the pleasure of fantasy.
A more effective method than torture that causes pain and suffering to the other person is to give them an extreme sense of happiness that they have never experienced before.
“Please… please! Again, again!”
Minjun spoke softly in front of the man who was crying loudly.
“Okay, then let’s start again. Tell me everything you know. Then… I’ll tell you the mantra you want. The trigger that will make the worms in your head start wriggling again.”
Before Minjun could even finish speaking, the man began to pour out information like a waterfall.
It was as if he was going to sweep away every last speck of dust in his memory and offer it to me.
Minjun and Jeongpal, who were listening to what he had told them, couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. He didn’t even know where Jang Taejun was, and he was trying to find something in the house as the organization had been asked to do.
He said that he had been going back and forth via teleportation for 5 days straight, but in the end he had not achieved anything, and he had been recuperating here for the past few days, reorganizing his tangled magic power.
“A secret warehouse?”
“Yes… that’s right. Find the secret storage hidden in that house… hidden with magic… and bring everything inside to the client….”
Minjun tilted his head. Minjun had already searched that house. There was no hidden room there.
Of course, one could assume that a high-level cognitive barrier has been deployed to avoid even his eyes, but if that were the case, this incident and all surrounding assumptions would collapse and we would have to start over from scratch.
“So, who is the client?”
“I don’t know the name. But one thing is certain, the author is···”
The moment the wizard’s lips moved and he spoke what he knew about the client.
Jeongpal felt his ribs shrink and his heart tighten.
He shouted without realizing it.
“What? This kid is lying even in this situation!”
“That’s right. The command center has already confirmed this fact···.”
Jeong-pal turned his head with a pale face and looked at Min-jun. He had an expression on his face that made it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
‘Really?’
The Society’s members have just named the three most notorious of the worst fears that modern man can experience.
“Brother, what are you going to do about this?”
“······.”
“Are you going to continue the investigation? It’s too dangerous. It would be better to just rip off the testicles of the Odaedokja trolls.”
Minjun seemed lost in thought for a moment and didn’t say anything.
“older brother?!”
For reference, the ranking that Jeongpal is thinking of is listed in reverse order as follows.
Debt, guarantee, dragon.
