Chapter 71: Chapter 71

📰…We bring you the latest breaking news. This morning, a shocking incident occurred on a road in Incheon, where the Chief Prosecutor was assassinated. The assailant appeared on a motorcycle, fired, and then disappeared leisurely. Already, the death toll has surpassed thirteen and continues to rise-,

“All day, it's this same story.”

“My apologies, sir. I’ll change the channel, Chairman.”

“Ahem.”

The chairman, shifting uncomfortably in his seat, saw yet another channel covering the Chief Prosecutor story and ordered the TV off. Even in a place as chaotic as Incheon, the death of someone as high-ranking as the Chief Prosecutor was earth-shattering news. Every broadcaster, newspaper, and even MiTube channels were discussing it.

With a sigh, the Chairman of Daejin Group began typing a post on an online community.

What's the big deal about one prosecutor dying?

Posted by Chairman Na | 2076.10.08 19:55:02

Can’t one prosecutor die? They’re still going on about it all day. Downvote if it’s getting old.

Responses started rolling in instantly.

ㅇㅇ (203.231): How idle does this guy have to be to have written 1.3 million posts? Is he insane?

ㄴㅇㅇ (119.19): Wow, seriously? 1.3 million posts? No way, lol.

ㄴㅇㅇ (93.12): Total waste of life, lol.

ㄴLoser: You’d have to post 50 times a day from the site’s start to hit 1.3 million; try living in the real world.

ㅇㅇ (201.132): Isn't this the Incheon Chief Prosecutor? That’s just one step below the Attorney General; it’s kind of a big deal.

Asdf23sds (27.112): Downvote.

DeroDero: Hey, where’s Yas?

KidLicker: Yeah, if a regular person dies, it doesn’t even make the news, lol.

ㄴㅇㅇ (203.231): More than thirteen unrelated people died too, though?

ㄴKidLicker: Who cares?

ㄴㅇㅇ (203.231): Right, you’ve got a point.

ㅇㅇ (106.91): Already reported.

人民: The Republic of Korea must recognize China’s independence and guarantee the freedom of the Chinese people! If not, the heavens will rage. I will punish you!

ㄴㅇㅇ (201.131):

These days, even the Chinese trash is writing in Chinese characters.

ㄴㅇㅇ (112.91): Man, a people without a country, lol.

ㄴEmperorCheersCheers: Please use human language.

ㄴㅇㅇ (91.34): Not sure you’re one to talk.

Pointless comments piled up. Scrolling through the community, he suddenly noticed how slow the car was moving.

“Why’s the car barely moving?”

“Apologies, Chairman. The police are conducting a checkpoint ahead….”

“A checkpoint? For what?”

“Not sure… maybe because of the Chief Prosecutor’s murder?”

“What a hassle…”

All this fuss over a prosecutor’s death. Meanwhile, his beloved grandson had died.

“…”

The chairman turned off his phone, the thought of his grandson stirring a bitter taste in his mouth.

“Get Eun-joo on the line.”

“Yes, Chairman.”

The call connected directly through the car. However, Do Eun-joo didn’t answer.

“She better not be up to anything crazy.”

His position as chairman often left him too busy to make time, but if he’d known things would turn out like this, he would’ve canceled everything to spend time with his daughter. Not for any other reason than fearing she might be harboring strange intentions.

Knock, knock.

“Chairman, may I open the window for a moment?”

“Go ahead.”

The window rolled down, revealing a man in a police cap and sunglasses, leaning in with a congenial smile.

“Ah, thank you for your cooperation. There have been some unpleasant incidents lately. Just a quick scan, please.”

“This is the Chairman of Daejin Group. There’s nothing here.”

“Oh~. The Chairman of Daejin Group? I see.”

The policeman nodded with a smile, then, suddenly, he drew a gun from his coat.

Pop! Pop!

Two bullets embedded themselves in the secretary's temple. The suppressed shots were barely audible, just the muted sound of skull penetration. The bullets seemed intentionally weakened, leaving the glass intact while thoroughly destroying the secretary’s brain.

“!!”

The chairman opened his mouth to scream, but—

Pop! Pop! Pop-pop!

Four shots were fired directly at him. Watching the old man’s body collapse in vain, the policeman clicked his tongue.

“Tut-tut. Even the Chairman of the Group leaves without much fanfare.”

His eyes gleamed gold as he took internal photos and began hacking the car.

Autonomous driving mode enabled.

19.3 km remaining to destination.

Traffic congestion ahead.

“Safe travels, Chairman.”

Closing the window, the policeman moved on to inspect the next vehicle. Meanwhile, the chairman’s car, now a tomb for its occupants, began moving forward on its own.

Just sit tight and don’t do anything.

The text arrived from Aunt Go Min-young as evening turned into night. It seemed random, but he felt he could understand its meaning. Then, a second message followed.

I’ll handle everything.

“Uh…”

Hmm. “Handle everything” as in… kill everyone connected to Jeon Seong-hyun? This was a bit surprising.

‘Could Aunt have been behind the Chief Prosecutor’s death?’

The possibility seemed low at first, but receiving such a message suggested it might be true.

He called his aunt immediately. She picked up after only a couple of rings.

There was no need to call.

“Thank you, Aunt.”

No need for thanks. I only did what was necessary.

“Is that so?”

I’ll take care of everything, so focus on your tasks and be ready to persuade them. Work on your stamina as well. With those shaky hands, how do you expect to be a proper man?

“…Understood, Aunt. Thank you.”

Alright. See you in a month.

“Yes. Goodbye.”

Her voice, as usual, was dry and indifferent. Yet her words and actions always showed she cared.

‘But… how did she know my shooting score?’

That was the shocking part. She even knew about my trembling hands.

“…”

Let’s just… think of it as protection….

“Master.”

Soo-ah approached as soon as the call ended, handing over a fresh document.

“This is…?”

“A photo sent by a person named Min Ji-ah…”

The image showed a driver and a man in the back seat dead in a horrific state. Why was she…?

“Ah. Could it be?”

“It’s the Chairman of Daejin Group. He has a daughter, Do Eun-joo, who is Seong-hyun’s mother.”

“…So, Seong-hyun’s grandfather is dead? And Min Ji-ah just sent this as proof?”

“Yes. Min Ji-ah is the wife of Seong-hyun’s mother’s brother. She’s from a collateral Min family line.”

“Complicated.”

In other words, she’s the daughter of one of my grandfather’s wives from the Min family. So, technically, my aunt. But since she’s from a collateral line, our family wouldn’t recognize her.

‘Maybe I should give her a call?’

Min Ji-ah might as well be considered my grandfather’s daughter, though he wouldn’t acknowledge it.

How would someone from a collateral line treat me? I was curious.

“Give me her number. This Min Ji-ah person.”

“Yes, sent it, Master.”

I called immediately.

Had she saved my number already? She picked up before the second ring.

Yes! Y-Young Master! This is Min Ji-ah on the line!!

“…”

She’s… so polite. More than I expected.

Unfazed, I spoke.

“What’s with the photo?”

Ah, that’s—,

“How do you just send me a snuff film without any warning? What about my eyes that had to see it?”

Ah, I-I’m sorry!! I didn’t think that far… I apologize! I’m so sorry!!

I could tell by the tone of her voice that she was bowing repeatedly, even over the phone.

‘She’s practically my grandfather’s daughter, yet she reacts like this…’

Of course, it might just be Min Ji-ah reacting this way. But considering the absurd levels of discrimination I felt at Chuseok, my call with Go Min-ji, and Min Ji-ah’s deferential attitude toward me, it was becoming clear how I should view the collateral line.

‘They’re just slaves.’

No need to hold back, no need to tread lightly. Just toys.

I could feel myself getting hard.

“Did you kill the Chief Prosecutor too?”

Ah… No, Young Master. The Chief Prosecutor is suspected to have been taken care of by Seong-hyun’s siblings. I’ll confirm and report to you!

“Alright. So, are you handling the rest?”

Yes, I’ll take full responsibility and take care of everything thoroughly. Young Master!!

“Good… I’ll trust you, Aunt Min Ji-ah.”

!! Y-yes… Young Master…

“You know you have to report to me in person, right?”

I-In person…?

“You don’t want to?”

N-No, of course, Young Master! Visiting in person is only proper. I’ll come to see you myself!!

“I’ll send you the address of my Jojob. Come by when you’re done to report.”

Yes… Young Master…

Without even saying goodbye, I hung up on her faintly dejected voice. I was fully aroused.

“Master, what kind of conversation was that…?”@@novelbin@@

“You heard everything. Why ask?”

“Hehe…”

With a faint smile, Soo-ah knelt before me.

“Shall I take care of it?”

“Go ahead.”

She stroked me over my pants before lowering the zipper and taking me out, squeezing and shaking gently with her slender hands before bringing her face closer.

“Sometimes, I can hardly believe it.”

“What?”

“That the man before me… is really the Young Master.”

“Really?”

To be honest, I felt the same.

“The one and only Young Master in this country.”

Soo-ah swallowed his cock..