Regression Life of a Retired S-Class Mercenary - Regression Life of a Retired S-Class Mercenary chapter 152

Episode 152. Turn Around (1)

Filming for ＜Away: A Quiet Barista＞ continued for 9 nights and 10 days with no breaks in between. It was on the way to day 5 of them.

Ahn Jin-guk was doing business in the office of a lawmaker when he suddenly remembered something.

“Aide Kim, has there been any contact from the set?”

“… It wasn’t there yet.”

Ahn Jin-guk’s eyebrows twitched at the report of Kim Byung-in, who hurriedly entered the office.

It was because if construction had started on a nearby road, there would have been an uproar, and a quick glance would reveal the reason.

Of course, by now, they should have been contacted a long time ago.

“Have you checked with the subcontractor who is doing the road construction?”

“It wasn’t that far, and I confirmed that I had told the department in charge of the construction to proceed without any problems.

“Check properly.”

Kim Byung-in hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed the subcontractor’s number.

One of the unofficial affiliates of Anshin Co., Ltd. is in charge of road construction. As a result, part of the construction cost is omitted and returned to the city hall staff and Ahn Jin-guk.

At that time, Kim Byung-in, who started talking on the phone, raised his voice.

“what? Are you saying that the representative contacted you directly?”

The call didn’t take long.

An Jin-guk’s forehead was wrinkled more than before because of the words he heard next to him.

“Is the representative you mentioned referring to the servant?”

“that is… … .”

“say!”

“Originally, the construction started yesterday morning, but at dawn, CEO Ahn hurriedly called the construction company to cancel it.”

“Jongsu? Where is Jong-soo now?”

I didn’t even have to think long.

“I haven’t seen CEO Ahn since the day before.”

“Come to think of it, it seems like you haven’t come home for days.”

An Jong-soo enjoyed drinking and women every day.

If you go home early in the morning, if it’s late in the morning. It happened frequently, so I didn’t pay much attention to it.

An Jin-guk, whose head started to hurt, took out his cell phone and called An Jong-su.

[The number you just dialed is turned off…]

There were a lot of times when the phone was turned off.

However, it was a situation where An Jong-soo sprinkled ashes on an important matter.

“Tell me to find out where this bastard is now.”

“All right. I will release the person right away.”

Kim Byeong-in immediately put in contact with the people in charge of the lawmaker. They were the employees of the secret agency who used to run errands from time to time.

In the past, I had found and brought An Jong-soo, who had lost contact.

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Three big men entered the Miracle Hotel in downtown Gwangju.

They were guided up to the 17th floor by a staff member and opened one of the room doors with a spare key.

jump-

Upon entering the room, the bottle, coat, and underwear fell to the floor like bread crumbs from Hansel and Gretel. So it continued all the way to the bedroom.

“this this… It seems CEO Ahn played hard.”

When I opened the bedroom door, the two men and women were asleep as if they were dead.

“Wake up. Let the woman go immediately.”

At one man’s instruction, two other men split on either side of the bed and shook each one awake.

Then the woman got up first and was surprised to see the men.

“Kyaa-! who, who are you?”

“Lady, are we here because we have business with the young master next to us? Hurry up and get dressed. Don’t make things you can’t see.”

The man had a grim expression on his face.

The woman was surprised by this and went out to the living room with underwear, clothes, and a bag while hugging the blanket.

However, as the blanket was removed, An Jong-soo, who had not yet woken up, was exposed naked.

“ah… sh*t. Wake me up quickly.”

The other man shook even harder.

Then, An Jong-soo moaned and turned his head around, unable to open his eyes properly.

“What, what? who is this? who? hmm-“

It seemed that he hadn’t woken up yet.

Tilik—

At that time, the hotel door opened with a sound, and Ahn Jin-guk entered. As soon as he received the news that he had found An Jong-soo, he drove from Naju to Gwangju.

“Bring some water.”

Kim Byung-in naturally received only water from the port and brought it.

An Jin-guk, who accepted it, splashed it on An Jong-soo’s face without hesitation.

“Pu-ha! What, what!”

“What is it? Your father!”

“dad? Oh, why is Dad here… … ?”

“Where is your cell phone?”

“… huh?”

“Where is my cell phone!”

As Ahn Jong-soo tried to find it by talking nonsense, Kim Byung-in and the secret agency staff also went around.

Then, an agent from the detective agency found An Jong-soo’s cell phone, which had fallen in the corner of the sofa in the living room, and brought it back.

“Here it is.”

“Turn it on and check it out.”

Kim Byung-in accepted it and turned on the power.

Didn’t turn on because the battery was dead. So I found a charger, plugged it in, waited a bit, and turned it on again.

When the power came on, I asked An Jong-soo to unlock the password and checked the call history.

At the same time, Kim Byung-in’s expression deteriorated.

“Senator… I have the subcontractor number you were contacted by.”

At that moment, Ahn Jin-guk’s expression changed terribly and glared at An Jong-soo.

Surprised, An Jong-soo did not understand what it meant.

“Why did you call the construction subcontractor at dawn yesterday and instruct them not to do construction near the filming site?”

“… huh? uh, what does that mean? Why am I saying that?”

“You bastard! The staff told you to take orders! And your cell phone has that employee number right on it!”

Ahn Jin-guk threw his cell phone onto the bed.

Then, An Jong-soo carefully picked up his cell phone and checked the call history. It was a number that was originally stored, but it was a number that hadn’t been dialed recently.

“This is not me! Why am I on the phone! Dad, don’t you trust me?”

“Since when have you been like this?”

“me? that is… … .”

“Since then? Or earlier?”

An Jong-soo’s eyes moved busily here and there in the empty space. No matter how much he squeezed his head, he couldn’t think of anything.

“Mo, I don’t know… … .”

“What is this bastard doing drunk!”

In the meantime, his aide, Kim Byung-in, sighed over something he had just discovered. Without thinking for a long time, he approached An Jin-guk and said,

“Senator… CEO Ahn said this… … .”

It was a palm-sized zipper bag that had fallen by the side of the bed. Inside was a small pill with a red stripe like a zebra pattern on a white background.

I could see one or two of those pills on the table.

It was a new drug called ‘red zebra’. In the recent news, it was announced as a large-scale crackdown, so I couldn’t know it.

“What are you doing?”

“uh, ah-! that, that Dad, I’m really having a hard time these days… . therefore.”

In response to his gibberish answer, Ahn Jin-guk raised his hand and slapped his cheek.

match-

An Jong-soo’s head turned and he made a dumbfounded expression.

An Jin-guk grabbed An Jong-soo by the neck and pulled him forward.

“Don’t you know that touching drugs will end not only you, but also my life?”

“therefore… that is… … .”

Still couldn’t explain anything.

Ahn Jin-guk felt like he was about to burst into death.

“Haa— you bastard, lock yourself up in the villa for a while. Tell the company about a long business trip.”

“Oh, Dad!”

“shut up! If I don’t stop taking the medicine, I know I’ll never come out again! drag it! Be careful not to be noticed outside!”

An Jin-guk’s bodyguards standing behind dragged An Jong-soo out.

In the meantime, Kim Byung-in cautiously approached again and said.

“I was careless. sorry.”

“it’s okay. It’s the fault of the guy who did something like that at this time.”

If it was usual, I wouldn’t have been this sensitive with medicine. Anyway, in Gwangju or Naju, there was almost no place to beat the power of the Ahn family.

But the shadows were different.

This is because the massive drug crackdown began with the collapse of Sahafa.

If caught in such a situation, even if you don’t mind right now, another party or a lawmaker in a competitive structure could stab you in.

“Then what about the set? Shall we move the city hall and the business again right away?”

“… no. It’s too late to move now.”

There are only a few days left to shoot ＜Away＞. If he made a connection with anything in it, it would surely help his political life and entry into Yeouido.

“I wish I had known at least a few days in advance.”

“sorry. I thought it was a normal shooting because the Naju City Hall asked for filming cooperation.”

“Hmm… … .”

While my thoughts were wandering, the cell phones of the people at the agency rang.

Woo-woo-woo-woo-

After talking on the phone for a while, I handed it over to Kim Byung-in.

In response, Kim Byung-in switched to the speaker phone and asked.

“What is it?”

[A foreigner came to the staff at the filming site.]

“Are you a foreigner?”

[People say it’s Jamie Klein, the head of Tuun.]

The words heard from the staff spread to the surroundings.

At the same time, the corners of An Jin-guk’s mouth turned into a smile and stretched.

“Is that Jamie Clein?”

“Perhaps.”

“and… Do you have an opportunity like this?”

“Shall we contact you right away and make a seat?”

Kim Byung-in knew well what Ahn Jin-guk wanted, so he asked.

However, An Jin-guk shook his head.

“no. Because of what we bumped into last time, I can only hate you for nothing.”

I already bumped into Yunho Choi, the general producer of ＜Away＞, over a snack truck.

“It’s a bit naive, but at times like this, the more primitive methods can work well.”

“If it is primitive… … ?”

“Tell that guy over there to fix the car that Jamie Clein was in. Whether you puncture a wheel or cut a line. Never get caught.”

“ah… . All right.”

As the instructions were delivered, Ahn Jin-guk left the hotel with Kim Byung-in.

It was because I had to leave Gwangju and go back to Naju.

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An Jong-soo, forced to put on his clothes, climbed into the car surrounded by bodyguards.

If he continued to do so, he would be stuck in the villa and unable to move for several days.

An Jong-soo noticed and said to the bodyguard who was sitting next to him.

“Mistress— Hey, give me your phone for a minute.”

“… Why?”

The bodyguard frowned. I didn’t like it usually, so I got annoyed with every single thing.

“You didn’t bring my cell phone from the room earlier. I want to ask you to bring it to me.”

His cell phone was held by Kim Byung-in in the hotel room.

“I will tell you.”

“do you want to die!”

As a bodyguard, it was difficult to continue disobeying his words.

So I took out my cell phone.

An Jong-soo called someone other than Kim Byung-in on his cell phone.

[Who are you?]

At the same time as the connection, the voice of Choi Hye-seong, an elementary, middle and high school friend of An Jong-soo, was heard over the handset.

“Come, it’s me. Jong-soo.”

[W— Jongsu, what’s going on?]

“It looks like I’m being taken to the villa.”

The bodyguard stayed still even though he clearly knew he was on the phone with someone else.

It was because what An Jong-soo could do in the current situation was limited anyway.

[What else did you catch?]

“What you gave me caught me!”

[what? You crazy bastard! Isn’t that what you call me?]

“It didn’t burn. Because I think I’ll be more bored than that. Bring some kids. I’ll be there in about 30 minutes.”

Even on the way to being locked up, An Jong-soo only thought of playing.

At this, a sigh escaped Choi Hye-seong’s mouth.

[Ugh… ah-! Did you hear the news?]

Returning life of a retired S-class mercenary