The Genius Grandson of the Loan King - Chapter 49 (49/840)
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#49
Don't push yourself because of me.
"Is it a difficult matter, Prosecutor Yoon?"
Despite the smile on my face, my voice was cold.
If he had forgotten the meaning of my actions in defending him, even after asking me to do him a favor once...
It wouldn't be bad to remind him.
As my tone changed, Prosecutor Yoon waved his hand.
"No, I've been thinking a lot lately because the atmosphere in the prosecution has been tense. I wondered if I had fallen out with the current Chief Prosecutor. He doesn't seem to like me very much."
I nodded.
It wasn't an unreasonable story.
The former Chief Prosecutor, who was from the previous administration, had stepped down, and the acting Chief Prosecutor was appointed to the position. However, the President called Prosecutor Yoon more often than the Chief Prosecutor.
Moreover, he was from the last bar exam class, while Prosecutor Yoon was from the second class, so it was unlikely they would get along.
But that's not my concern.
"Yes, I understand. But even so, I'm not sure. I hope you don't forget where all the benefits you enjoy now come from."
Prosecutor Yoon's face stiffened at my words.
I added, without avoiding his gaze.
"Did you shake hands with me because of my grandfather, or because of my future? Why are you hesitating over something personal?"
Prosecutor Yoon smiled stiffly and chuckled.
"Is this guy so impatient that he can't handle big things? I wasn't hesitating about whether to do it or not. I was just curious why you were using the 'favor' card for something not so significant. Don't be upset."
I didn't answer and just stared at Prosecutor Yoon. His eyes darted around.
"If I upset you, I'm sorry. I wasn't hesitating about whether to do it or not. How could I forget who put me in this position?"
"Don't disappoint me, Prosecutor Yoon. I ask you. I want to continue our relationship even if you become the Chief Prosecutor or retire."
"That's true. What do you think? Now, tell me why you're making such a request."
Let's leave it at this for now.
I averted my gaze and took another sip of the tea.
"I asked you to look into the Geumseong Construction case because..."
Prosecutor Yoon nodded as he listened to me.
When I finished explaining, he rubbed his chin with a troubled expression.
"To properly handle this, it needs to be investigated by the Supreme Prosecutors' Office. With Kim Se-yeong involved, it's not a case for our district prosecutor's office. Even if he's not from the President's faction, he's a three-term member of the ruling party."
"It's not possible. You have to control it. Once it goes to the Supreme Prosecutors' Office, I won't be able to handle it. Grandfather's help might be possible, but I want to take revenge myself. That's why I used the 'favor' card, isn't it?"
Prosecutor Yoon nodded heavily.
"Hmm... I understand. We need to start with the organized crime investigation team and make a breakthrough."
I picked up the document envelope I had placed on the side and handed it to him.
"Here are the basic corruption materials. With this, you can easily get in."
As Prosecutor Yoon glanced through the documents, he asked, slightly surprised.
"Are there materials on Kim Se-yeong too?"
"That's the core."
I added, looking at the prosecutor's wry smile.
"Given the potential for a large-scale scandal involving politicians and civil servants, it won't be bad for you if you handle it properly. Don't let it be taken by the Supreme Prosecutors' Office. The Chief Prosecutor might try to take it over."
"I won't give it to that guy. Got it. I'll contact you before the warrant is issued. I'll put the cuffs on him within a few weeks."
"Thank you. And, before the arrest warrant for Cho Hyun-gu is issued, please make sure to leak some information to Kim Se-yeong's side."
Prosecutor Yoon gave me a puzzled look.
You think it will end with just putting cuffs on him, don't you? You're more naive than I thought.
"That way, Cho Hyun-gu will try to escape. After he transfers the stocks, you can arrest him. If he buys the company, he'll live like a king in the detention center, won't he?"
Seeing the bitter smile on my face, Prosecutor Yoon looked disgusted.
"Wow... You're really scary. Not just with your uncle's case, but with this one too. You're someone I don't want as an enemy."
"But you're a great person to your allies, right?"
"Hehehe."
Prosecutor Yoon stood up first, holding the document envelope.
"I'll go first. I'll contact you soon. I'll put the cuffs on him within a few weeks."
Prosecutor Yoon closed the door as he left. After seeing him off and sitting down again, I drank a glass of cold water and thought.
Just talking about it for now, but a warning shouldn't be taken lightly.
A moment later, Manager Ma entered as the door opened.
"Did he leave?"
"He just left."
"Did you deliver the money?"
"Yes, I put it in the trunk before Prosecutor Yoon came out."
"Thank you."
Manager Ma and I left the Korean restaurant together.
In the swaying car, I looked out the window and suddenly asked.
"What about Cho Chan-sung?"
"Not yet."
"When will Park Dong-su do it...?"
I leaned my head against the seat and closed my eyes.
I received a call from Park Dong-su two days later.
- Dong-sang. I've taken care of Cho Chan-sung.
"Really? Thank you. Who carried it out?"
- I sent him to Jeju Island for now. If he stays in Busan, the investigation might start, or Cho Hyun-gu might find out.
"Good job. Did you take the hidden funds?"
- Of course.
"I've prepared my side, so there won't be any investigation into Mr. Park. Wait without worry. When the arrest warrant is issued, Cho Hyun-gu will go into hiding somewhere. Catch him and take over the shares. Can you do that?"
- That's my specialty. Don't worry. I'll contact you.
"Okay."
After hanging up, I looked at Manager Ma and said.
"He's taken care of it. Please check which hospital he's in."
Manager Ma bowed his head and left the room.
As I watched Manager Ma's car disappear into the distance, I muttered.
"This is just the beginning. Look forward to what's to come."
* * *
"What? Damn it, what the hell are you talking about? Our Chan-sung's Achilles tendon was cut?"
Cho Hyun-gu's roar echoed through the office of Geumseong Construction.
"At Korea University Hospital? Got it. I'm on my way."
His face was flushed with anger.
After hanging up, he immediately called someone on the intercom.
"Hey! They say Chan-sung's Achilles tendon was cut. Who are we at war with? Even if we are at war, isn't it a rule not to touch family members?"
- What? What happened to Chan-sung?
"Damn it, I don't know what happened either. I have to go out now, so get the guys ready. Is Won-chul still not answering?"
- Yes, we're looking for him, but...
"What the hell is going on? Keep looking for Won-chul."
"Got it."
Rushing to the emergency room, Cho Hyun-gu saw Cho Chan-sung lying with his leg suspended in the air.
"Chan-sung!"
Cho Chan-sung, who had been lying limp, turned his head to look at him.
"Ah, fa... fast..."
"What? What happened? Who did this? Who?"
Cho Hyun-gu's roar filled the emergency room.
Patients and their families looked at him in shock.
"Sir, please lower your voice. You can't cause a disturbance in the emergency room."
A nearby doctor rushed over to stop Cho Hyun-gu, but the already irrational Cho Hyun-gu was seeing red.
"What? Are you talking to me like that? Is this guy crazy? Do you know who I am and still say such things?"
The doctor, who was becoming more and more flustered by Cho Hyun-gu's raised voice, looked around.
A moment later, security guards entered, but Cho Hyun-gu's subordinates blocked them.
In the end, the police were called, but they left after a brief conversation.
After some time, Cho Hyun-gu, who had calmed down, grabbed Cho Chan-sung and asked.
"Do you remember who did this?"
"I don't remember. Two men, I think..."
Cho Hyun-gu clenched his teeth and thought.
'Won-chul has also suddenly disappeared. Who are these guys?'
As the threatening presence of Cho Hyun-gu's subordinates made the people in the emergency room uneasy, a pair of eyes watched from outside the window.
A wry smile appeared on Mu-hyuk's lips.
* * *
I calmly turned and went up to Hyung-sung's room.
When I opened the door, Hyung-sung and his mother welcomed me.
"You're here."
"Mu-hyuk is here? Have you eaten?"
"Yes, Mother. Is Hyung-sung being discharged next week?"
Hyung-sung's mother nodded.
"Will you stay in Seoul for a while?"
"I'll go to Myung-soo's place, cook a meal for you guys, and then leave. I imagine it's a mess with only the guys at home."
Hyung-sung's mother glanced at Hyung-sung with a worried look.
"Hahaha... Is Ji-sung doing well?"
"Ji-sung is different. He's good on his own. This guy is a big problem, just like his father."
Hyung-sung subtly avoided his mother's stern gaze and turned his head.
His mother clicked her tongue.
"Talk to each other. I have a headache from being in the room all day. I'll go for a walk."
"Okay, Mother."
After his mother left, Hyung-sung and I were alone.
"Cho Chan-sung was brought to the emergency room."
Hyung-sung looked at me, slightly surprised.
When I was looking into the emergency room, I felt good, but now, telling Hyung-sung, I didn't feel particularly happy.
"His Achilles tendon was cut. Bastard, you ruined his sports career, so you deserve it."
Hyung-sung continued to stare at me without answering.
"..."
"Why? Say something."
After staring at me for a long time, Hyung-sung finally spoke.
"Was it really necessary?"
"What? Who's worried about who?"
"Mu-hyuk. I hope you don't change. Don't push yourself because of me."
"What do you mean by 'change'?"
Is this the time for you to worry about me?
Anyway, this foolish guy...
"Enough. I plan to take revenge tenfold, no, a hundredfold, when people around me are hurt."
"Mu-hyuk."
Hyung-sung looked at me with a sympathetic gaze, which I avoided as I stood up.
"See you next week when you're discharged. We should all stay together and eat the food Mother cooks."
Without waiting for Hyung-sung's response, I left the room.
Sitting in the car driven by Manager Ma, I stared blankly out the window.
'Have I changed?'
Answering this self-deprecating question wasn't difficult.
I came back from the brink of death. It would be strange if I hadn't changed.
I think it's a positive and fortunate change. I saved my grandmother, didn't forget my friends, and won my grandfather's heart.
But why...
"Manager Ma."
"Yes, Boss."
"Am I thinking wrong?"
Manager Ma glanced at my face and pulled the car over to the side of the road.
"What do you mean?"
"Everything I'm doing for my friend's revenge."
Manager Ma's steadfast gaze met mine.
"Hyung-sung said he hopes I don't change. He thinks I'm doing this because of him. Honestly, I'm more angry that someone touched the people around me, and I'm doing this for my own satisfaction."
"If it bothers you, you can stop anytime. Only you can decide that."
The car fell silent again.
After a while, a small sigh filled the air.
"You're right. I'm responsible for my decisions. Let's go. I'm tired."
Manager Ma started the car without a word.
A few days later.
After completing the discharge procedures, Hyung-sung and his mother were driven to Myung-soo's house.
I helped Hyung-sung out of the car. His left leg and arm were still not fully recovered, so he needed a wheelchair.
"Congratulations on your discharge."
"Thank you."
We were greeted by Myung-soo as we entered.
"Mom, we're here! Hyung-sung, this guy!"
"Hey! Stop it!"
Hyung-sung was startled by Myung-soo, who ran over to hug him.
"Everyone, sit down and chat. Mom will cook something delicious."
"Wow! It's been a while since Mom cooked. I'm already salivating."
Hyung-sung's mother laughed at Myung-soo's playful antics and went into the kitchen.
As the three of us gathered and talked, a phone call came.