NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 271
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NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 271
Black Thursday (4)
Suddenly, a huge amount of gold poured into the international gold market.
As a result, international gold prices fluctuated greatly.
“Mr. Smith.”
“Mr. Walter.”
“How have you been?”
“For me, it’s always the same. Every day, I struggle to survive… … That’s my life.”
“I see… … Then you are also aware that the international gold price fluctuates greatly, right?”
“Huh… … Is that so?”
“That’s right.”
Naturally, the American upper class, who are sensitive to such news, began to get interested when they heard that the price of gold was fluctuating.
“Gold… … . Come to think of it, I vaguely remember hearing that investing in gold is trendy these days.”
“What a coincidence. I think I’ve heard something similar.”
“Is that so? You seem to be interested in the gold market… … .”
The rich, past and present, have been concerned about how to increase their wealth and protect their assets.
But now there was a very sure way to greatly increase your wealth while protecting your own… … .
“Is investing in gold really that good?”
“Of course. In a situation like now, there is no investment product as sure as gold.”
“In the current situation… … . What kind of situation is this?”
“At first glance, it seems like the economy is enjoying endless prosperity… … but internally, problems big and small are piling up without us knowing.”
“hmm.”
“Use it.”
The upper class of the United States.
Among them, anyone who is somewhat sensitive to the economy is bound to come into contact with some counterfeit currency floating around in the market.
Of course, the State Department tried hard to hide this fact, but upper-class people were bound to hear information coming in from all over the place.
So, everyone, knowingly or unknowingly, has noticed that something is wrong with the current American economy.
Counterfeit money is currently circulating in the market, but the economy is not faltering, but rather continues to grow, which is very suspicious to anyone.
No, it wasn’t just suspicious, it was clear that there was a problem.
“So, in times like these, isn’t it more important to have items that can generate more stable and sustainable profits?”
“Hmm… … . So that’s what you mean by gold.”
“There’s a saying that time is gold. You can’t buy time with money… … but gold is a little different.”
“Oh… … .”
“As long as humans exist in this world… … . and God does not take away human greed! Gold can be said to be an investment product that is immortal.”
“Oh… … !”
The rich people gathered at the party were amazed by one man’s long speech, nodded in agreement with his opinions.
“It seems that as European countries emerge from their economic crisis and their economies improve, they are pressuring the Japanese Empire across the Pacific to release gold into the market.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“Where did you get that information? Is it reliable?”
“Faith… … When Columbus said there was a new land across the sea, who believed him?”
“… … ?”
“I’m the same way now. Even if I say that this opportunity has come to me… … If you don’t believe me, what can I do?”
A young man who had caught everyone’s attention at the party opened his mouth again in front of everyone.
“I guarantee you… … there will be a worldwide economic depression sooner or later.”
“Economic depression?”
“gibberish.”
There was a taunt called an economic depression.
“I thought he was a young man with some insight, since he spoke so reasonably… … but he was just an idiot.”
“What about panic? Just go out and look at the stock market and you’ll see how good the economy is right now.”
“Can’t you even see the simple things… … . Tsk.”
“Do you know what people call people like you? They’re conspiracy theorists. People who waste their lives believing in conspiracy theories that don’t make sense.”
As several people raised their voices, the crowd murmured and looked at the young man with suspicion.
“Is it true?”
“Right. If that kid knew, how much would he know… … . Tsk tsk.”
“He was just a common swindler. Or maybe he was just a fool with a big mouth.”
They left one by one after saying just a few words.
But the young man didn’t bother to hold on to those who were leaving.
Rather, it seemed as if everyone was waiting for them to leave, and they waved their hands to those leaving with bright smiles on their faces.
As they left one by one, I thought everyone had left… … .
“So what is the basis for your judgment that an economic depression in the United States will become a global depression?”
“Ahem. Let me hear it too.”
In the place where everyone else had left, only a neat old gentleman and a young man who looked younger than the young man… …. Those who looked more like boys than men remained.
The naive man, who was somewhere between a young man and a boy, looked at him with longing eyes, and the old gentleman looked at the young man with snake-like eyes through his smiling face.
Mr. Lee from Gyeongseong, who had been chatting excitedly just a moment ago, smiled brightly and opened his mouth again.
“I think this story will be a bit long, so if it’s before dinner, how about going out and having dinner somewhere nice?”
“It’s evening.”
“great.”
The teacher took the two people out of the party.
A scenic restaurant in Washington.
Even though it was a high-end restaurant where a meal cost several hundred dollars, and it was run by a famous chef from Europe, and had a panoramic view of Washington, the city of lights that brightens the dark night, it was always fully booked.
“You managed to make a reservation here.”
“This is my first time here too… … .”
“It’s nothing more than this.”
The old gentleman and the young man who entered the restaurant looked quite surprised by the unexpectedly generous hospitality.
“It’s too early to be surprised.”
“Is there something more here?”
“sure.”
When the teacher and his party sat down, a chef in a pure white chef’s uniform came to their table instead of a waiter, took their orders directly, and even exchanged a brief greeting.
The old man and the young man looked at the teacher with their eyes wide open at the hospitality that others could not even imagine.
“No… … . What is this?”
“There are so many people who have never set foot in this place in their entire lives… … . The chef here even takes orders himself? How is this happening?”
Then, the teacher took out a $100 bill from his wallet with a smiling face and held it out in front of them.
“If we have this in America, isn’t there nothing that is impossible?”
“That’s right, this country is built on capital… … But you wouldn’t have moved someone like that for just a little bit of money, would you?”
Despite the old man’s sharp question, the teacher still kept a smiling face.
“It cost a lot of money. It was almost as much as renting the whole place.”
“Um… … Then wouldn’t it be better to rent this whole place?”
“Heh heh, well. If we had done that, would the old man here and the innocent little boy have been receiving such looks from the people around them?”
“Gaze?”
Only then did the old gentleman take a quick look around.
Then, I saw gazes looking at him with a mixture of emotions such as respect, awe, inferiority complex, and jealousy.
“I see.”
The old gentleman nodded.
“Is this the feeling you get from spending that much money?”
“That’s not true. If that’s all they wanted to show, they could have gone to Harlem in New York and thrown money around to see people’s reactions.”
“Then what else is there?”
The teacher held up a hundred-dollar bill and waved it in front of the old man.
“I think this is like buying one person’s beliefs for a few pennies.”
“Belief… … . Belief… … .”
“Isn’t it amazing that a chef who used to look down on people while living a life of luxury has made me bow my head in front of him for a few pennies?”
“Is this strange?”
“It’s amazing. How can a piece of paper like this shake and shake a person like that? Isn’t it truly amazing… … Mr. Rockefeller?”
At the teacher’s words, the old gentleman chuckled and lifted his hat, revealing his wrinkled face covered with mushrooms that had been hidden in the shadows.
“It seems like you knew who I was and approached me.”
“Of course. Isn’t that your grandson next to you?”
“Oh, right… … . You knew all about it.”
Rockefeller leaned back in his chair and looked at the teacher with a relaxed expression.
“Yes, Mr. Scammer. There must be a good reason why you called me here, right?”
“Reason… … . Yes. Where in the world is there an effect without a cause?”
“Since I like you, I’ll let you talk as much as you want for once.”
The teacher chuckled, took another hundred dollar bill out of his pocket, and placed it on the table.
Then he placed the two side by side as if to compare them and asked Rockefeller:
“Mr. Rockefeller, do you know the difference between these two currencies?”
“The difference… … is it possible that one side is counterfeit?”
“Well, what do you think?”
At the teacher’s words, Rockefeller’s grandson took out his glasses and handed them to his grandfather.
Rockefeller looked at his grandson’s unusual behavior with pleasure, patted his head a couple of times, put on his glasses, and looked at the banknotes.
“Let’s see… … . Hmm… … .”
I looked at it like that for a while.
Even when the chef himself brought out the food, Rockefeller could not tell the difference between the two bills.
“How can you give up?”
“Hmm… … . Hmm… … .”
After struggling for a while while holding onto the bills, Rockefeller soon shook his head and put the dollars down.
Then he took off his glasses and said.
“The left one is fake.”
“Are you sure?”
“… … No, turn to the right.”
“Are you sure?”
The teacher’s slightly mocking attitude seemed to irritate Rockefeller, as his eyes grew sharper and his tone became harsher.
“So tell me which one is fake.”
Then the teacher smiled and lifted both of them.
“The correct answer is that both are counterfeit.”
“… … ?”
“And this is the truth.”
The teacher put down the two bills, took out a real $100 bill from his pocket, and placed it between the two.
But there was no sign of discomfort between the three, as if a tree had been thrown into the forest.
Rockefeller, who witnessed this with his own two eyes, was so shocked that he froze.
The teacher spoke to the frozen Rockefeller.
“I told you a little while ago… … that a worldwide economic depression is coming soon.”
“… … Is this really counterfeit money?”
“Yes, I had it appraised by a currency expert myself. I consulted thirty experts, and only one of them was able to find it.”
“… … .”
“Even the texture of the currency… … . So, the feel is very slightly different, but to this extent, it means that there is almost no difference between genuine and counterfeit currency.”
“… … .”
“As Mr. Rockefeller knows, there is a bitter reality behind the current boom in the American economy.”
Various economic indicators kept hitting their upper limits, singing of the eternal prosperity of the United States, but the reality was different from the ideal they dreamed of.
Not everyone could eat well, and not everyone was happy.
“The gap between the ideal and the reality… … is a bubble that has formed in between.”
“… …What do you want from me?”
The teacher asked Rockefeller, who was looking at him with wary eyes.
“I heard you’ve been doing a lot of good deeds lately. Are you trying to accumulate merit before you die and go to heaven?”
“Does it matter?”
“It is important. We must ascertain whether there is still in Mr. Rockefeller’s heart the heart of the beast that drove nails into the hearts of so many people in the not-too-distant past and made them shed tears of blood.”
“… … .”
Rockefeller’s eyes were still those of a beast.