Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 1506



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Episode 1506. But why in a bookstore?

Yeonjeokha and Christie headed to a fast food restaurant near the bookstore.

I thought a restaurant in broad daylight was a bit out of place, so I went to a fast food restaurant.

The place the two entered was Gongbu Daewang (功夫大王), a famous healthy fast food restaurant.

Christie said as she walked towards the kiosk, explaining:

“It’s a local restaurant founded by the King of Study in Sip-eon-si. But it’s healthy, delicious, and hygienic, so it’s now a global brand. I heard that it’s expanded to Hong Kong, Taiwan, and even Korea.”

After ordering at the self-ordering kiosk and taking a seat, a serving robot arrived shortly with our food.

After all the food was taken out, the serving robot returned to the kitchen.

I watched carefully from the moment I placed my order until the food arrived.

I’ve seen fast food restaurants in passing, but this is my first time actually going in.

He had the entire process from ordering to getting the food memorized in his head.

Then suddenly I opened my mouth because I was curious about something.

“I heard you can order with a card… … but you can’t order with cash?”

“Of course not. Who carries cash these days? Don’t you have a brother’s card?”

“uh.”

“Hmm, that would be a lot of trouble. Ask your dad to make you a card.”

“Is it easy to make?”

“If you just show me your ID, I guess they’ll make it for you, right? Do you have to have a job?”

“You don’t have a job yet, do you?”

He stared intently at Christie, who was his rival.

I heard that she returned home as soon as she graduated from Hong Kong University.

“Oh, my dad made this for me because he lives abroad.”

“aha.”

The man who had been nodding reached out for the food.

The real meal began.

The conversation between the two continued even while they were eating.

Most of the time, Yeon-jeok-ha would answer Christie’s questions, but sometimes Yeon-jeok-ha would ask questions.

As we were finishing our meal, Christie said in passing:

“What are you going to do after dinner? If you have nowhere to go, how about watching a movie together?”

“I’m going to go to the bookstore again.”

“I guess you like books?”

“at all.”

Yeonjeokha shook his head in disgust.

Do you like books?

Just hearing it makes me feel like three or four caterpillars are sticking to my skin.

“But why in a bookstore?”

“I should at least know what kind of world I’m going to live in.”

“Wow! You’re so philosophical. It seems like you really like books.”

“What is philosophy?”

“Well, what should I say, pursuing something metaphysical?”

“You have to explain it simply. It’s more difficult.”

“In a word, you like things that are invisible to the eye.”

“I don’t really like ghosts?”

“Not that kind of thing. It’s like ideas. For example, ideals, dreams, love, how to live, etc. There are so many.”

As she spoke, Christie thought Yeon-jeok-ha was really strange.

He clearly seemed to be deep in thought, but when you look at it closely, he was as immature as a child.

‘No, but is there anyone who doesn’t know what philosophy is?’

Don’t most people live with that level of understanding just by graduating from elementary school?

Of course, we may not know what philosophers argued.

But even an ignorant person knows the meaning of philosophy.

Looking back, I realized that I knew too little compared to the depth of my lover’s thoughts.

It was like that just a moment ago.

If you’re an adult, you probably know how to get a credit card.

But he didn’t know.

The following words are natural for saying that there is a problem with memory or mind.

‘Why?’

Something vaguely familiar was tickling my mind, coming and going.

But she couldn’t concentrate on her thoughts.

Because a girl in a black suit walked over and stood next to the table.

Christie looked up at the woman absentmindedly, and her heart sank.

The woman who suddenly approached was so sophisticated and beautiful that even other women were impressed.

‘What the hell is going on?’

Christie frowned as she unconsciously recalled the love triangle from a TV drama.

At that time, a woman in a suit, Im Cho-yeon, spoke politely.

“Mr. Yeonjeokha, Ms. Jinsohyang, I need you to give me some of your time.”

Yeon Jeok-ha, who saw Im Cho-yeon, pretended not to know.

“Ah! That public security lady from the police station back then?”

“It’s not a young lady, it’s a gentleman. May I join you for a moment?”

Christie, who felt uncomfortable at the mention of Jin So-hyang for a moment, asked coldly.

“My name is Christie, not Jin So-hyang. So why are you doing this?”

“Oh, I see you used an English name while studying abroad in Hong Kong. But not only me, but all the police will call you Christie Jin So-hyang. If you want to be called Christie, you can change your name, Jin So-hyang.”

Im Cho-yeon repeatedly used the name Jin So-hyang even though she hated the other person.

For a moment, it seemed like sparks were flying between Christie and Im Cho-yeon.

Christie said in her usual calm voice.

“You haven’t told me yet what’s going on.”

“Both of you visited Baejudaegok yesterday afternoon. I have a few questions regarding that matter. Should we continue the conversation at the police station? Or should we do it here?”

“Please sit down.”

Christie moved inside with the horse.

Lim Cho-yeon sat down in the seat Christie gave her as if she were part of a group.

Yeon-jeok, accustomed to killing and dying, calmly turned his gaze out the window.

In contrast, Christie’s expression, who had been kidnapped, hardened slightly.

Lim Cho-yeon continued speaking, placing her cell phone on the table.

“From now on, I will record the conversation between you two. So, let’s start the conversation now. Jin So-hyang… … .”

At that moment, Christie interrupted.

“My name is Christie. Even though I know this, if you keep calling me Jin So-hyang, I won’t answer.”

Im Cho-yeon glanced at Jin So-hyang, but passed over her as she needed her cooperation.

“I understand. Jin, no, Ms. Christie, is the daughter of Mr. Jin Gwa-wol, the vice president of Hongryeon Trading Company. And Ms. Yeon Jeok-ha is staying at Hongryeon Trading Company as a guest of Mr. Jin Gwa-wol. Is that correct?”

“yes.”

Christie answered coolly.

Yeonjeokha nodded as if he agreed.

“In short, both of you are related to Hongryeon Trading Company. However, Baejudaegok, which you visited, is a rival company of Hongryeon Trading Company. Before your visit, you had no contact with Baejudaegok. Why did you suddenly visit Baejudaegok? And who did you meet at Baejudaegok?”

Christie glanced at Yeonjeokha and spoke first.

“Um… … To tell you the truth, I haven’t been to Baejudaegok.”

“There is a CCTV footage of Ms. Christie leaving the main gate of Baejudaegok at 3pm yesterday. How do you explain that?”

“I was kidnapped the night before yesterday while I was returning home after meeting a friend from my hometown. From there, I was taken straight to a bar in Mojeon-gu.”

“Kidnapped? By whom? Why?”

“I don’t know. Because they didn’t tell me. They locked me up for a day and watched me. The next day, I drank some water and fell asleep… … When I opened my eyes, I was in the Baejudaegok president’s office. I met a man who was the vice president there. He said that it was the president who kidnapped me, apologized, and let me go. This must have been taken when I left Baejudaegok that day.”

“Is this the vice president you met that day?”

Lim Cho-yeon took out a photo from her bosom and held it out.

Christie nodded, confirming the man’s face in the photo.

“That’s right. This person sent me.”

“You said it was the boss who kidnapped Ms. Christie?”

“yes.”

“Did you happen to see the president of Ma Hwa-dong there?”

“No. There was just the vice president, some old man, and a guy who said he was the head of the security team.”

“Okay, thank you. Now I will ask Yeonjeokha. Why did you go to Baejudaegok yesterday?”

“I heard that Christie was kidnapped at Baejudaegok. I went there to ask for her release.”

“… … .”

Im Cho-yeon was speechless for a moment at his answer.

Finally she said.

“Baejudaegok is a company created by Jang Rak-bang, the center of the underworld of Sip-eon-si. So you kidnapped him there and went there to ask for his release?”

“You have to lose to win, so you should at least say something.”

“Hmm! I thought you were just a womanizer, but you have a great sense of chivalry. So, have you met the Baejudaegok staff?”

“yes.”

“Who did you meet?”

“President, vice president, advisor, and head of security.”

“You must have gone without an appointment, but you managed to meet them. Did they just let you go at the entrance?”

Lim Cho-yeon thought he was bluffing in front of Christie.

Because, logically, there was no reason to meet him in the guest room.

“They said they would send it to me? I took the elevator up, met them all, and came out.”

“… … .”

Im Cho-yeon ground her teeth at Yeon-jeok-ha’s shameless words.

Still, just in case, I took out my portable genetic mutation tester.

“Do you know what this is? It’s a NASA-made genetic mutation meter (MDM). It will measure the presence or absence of dimensional force in accordance with the Mutation Registry Act. Please place your palm in the center of the pad.”

Without refusing, he placed his palm on the pad.

A white circle drawn on the pad flashed and spun around, then quickly went out.

“You can let go.”

At those words, I took my hand off the person I was talking to.

The words ‘Dimension Power 0’ were clearly printed in the center of the black pad.

Lim Cho-yeon said in a slightly dejected voice.

“You are an ordinary person. Thank you for your cooperation. If there is anything else I need to check, I will come back to see you again.”

Lim Cho-yeon, who found out that Yeon-jeok-ha was an ordinary person, did not ask any more questions.

Jin So-hyang (Christie) has 700 dimensional power.

There was nothing that an ordinary person could do against Bae Ju-daegok, who had kidnapped Jin So-hyang.

Lim Cho-yeon got up from her seat, bowed to the two people, and left without any hesitation.

Meanwhile, Christie was so shocked that she just blinked after seeing the numbers on the pad.

The dimensional force is 0 in a study conducted with NASA’s MDM, not the Chinese MDM that is known to have a large margin of error?

That means the person in front of you is not a mutant but a normal person.

‘That’s ridiculous.’

As the dimensionality is strong, the metabolism is also fast.

In Baejudaegok, she came to her senses faster than people expected.

Of course, I also heard what Yeonjeok-ha said to the people of Baejudaegok.

So, I thought that Yeonjeokha’s dimensional power would be incredible… … .

Dimension Power was 0.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Oh, no. I was surprised to hear that my brother went to Baejudaegok to save me… … .”

“You don’t believe it either? Believe it. It was caught on CCTV.”

“I believe you.”

“Okay. Thank you.”

“No. Rather, I should be the one thanking you. You came to save me.”

“If you know it, you can do it well.”

“Yes, I will do well! Brother!”

Christie answered bravely.

I don’t know why the genetic mutation meter says 0, but he was a life saver.

“But why did you change your name?”

“… … That’s because So-hyang is the name my mother gave me.”

“How about that?”

“That girl ran away from home when I was in elementary school.”

“ah…….”

“It wasn’t just because of that. I wanted to make a fresh start in the place I went to study abroad. As I lived under the name Christie, I started to dislike the name that woman gave me more and more.”

“… … .”

“She was the madam of the bar my father frequented. So when my brother was manipulated by the madam of the bar, my father was very disappointed.”

“That’s… … Well… … . I really didn’t know and got hurt. I said I didn’t want a helper, and even though I wasn’t called, they came and insisted on pouring me a drink.”

“But you didn’t hate it, did you? That’s why you accepted it and ate it wholeheartedly, and that’s how it ended up like that.”

“Oh, I’m full. Let’s get up now to help with digestion. You should go do your work too.”

Yeon-jeok-ha, cornered, started to wiggle her hips and flinch.

After a while, the two people went outside and said goodbye on the street.

I walked to the Shingam Bookstore, stumbling along, to finish reading the book I was reading.

Douro’s eyes sparkled as he squatted in front of the bookstore and smoked a cigarette.

‘Fuck, heaven help me!’

The crippled man, who would have died long ago if he had not been a woman, was returning to find a place to die.