EP 6. - Next Level | 맏형라인사룽해

Hold your nose, it's going to stink.

eww...

Yoon-ki retrieved a can of oil from somewhere and poured it over the man's chilled corpse. He then immediately lit it with a lighter and set it ablaze. The pungent smell irritated his nostrils, causing him to furrow his brow.

Is it okay to just burn it? Won't it catch fire?

It's okay to pour an appropriate amount. When it's all burned, cover it with a piece of cloth and the remaining embers will go out on their own.

Have you burned a lot?

This is not even work.

Well, more than that...

...?

Min Yoongi suddenly paused and smiled like a mischievous child. What was he trying to say?

"I think we have somewhere to go."

Where are you?

Where is it? Where is it?

This is the new X organization.

Where is this,

Who am I?

Wow~ The tea is nice? Did you get support?

It's definitely different because it's directly under the government, right?

......

Have you ever seen people with such quick execution? I never thought they were going to attack that organization. And how did they even manage to persuade Jeon Jungkook, who seemed like he would never come even if he died?

Did you all get your weapons?

Yeah, let's go. This ride is awesome.

Oh, but do you know where you're going? You don't even know where the enemy headquarters is.

What do you think of us?

what?

Even hackers like us can track almost any domestic server or location.

Ah... that's right. Kim Namjoon and Jung Hoseok were hackers. They were so skilled that they even managed to hack into the Edmil server, which was rumored to be difficult to hack, where all the data in the underworld was exchanged, in just an hour.

So you know all the locations?

No? You have to know from now on.

what?!!

Don't worry. This will all come out in 3 minutes. It's your first fight, so take care of yourself~

...

I was speechless. No, more accurately, I should say I was speechless.

Even in the brief moment of conversation with me, his hands had already swept through the pad screen filled with English phrases he had never seen before with just a few touches.

Let me see... Hyung, I'll write down the address. 39 Ga-hyeon-ro, Gwanlim-dong, Jongno-gu, Seoul.

What? It's not a mountain, it's a central area?

I guess so? It might be disguised.

Okay, I got it. I'm going to step on you, so everyone hold on tight!!

Squeak-

The navigation instructions ended, and at the same time, the rolling wheels of the car gradually slowed and soon came to a complete stop. Just looking at the leaves fluttering outside the window, a chilly wind blew.

Everyone, get your weapons and get down. Namjoon and Hoseok, don't forget to check the CCTV inside the building.

yes.

all right.

hmm...

But since earlier...

Is he the unspoken team leader? That guy, Kim Seok-jin.

He's a commanding presence, he's quite the thinker, and seeing these people trust and follow him, it seems like he hasn't only been in the organization for a few years.

Oh. I guess you didn't know much because you were overseas, but among us, he's the one with the most connections in Korea.

From the moment I was born, my family was connected to this world or something. My father is a big shot in the political and business world, and my mother is a big shot who handles brokers who connect people in the organization and get them jobs.

ah...

Somehow... he seemed relatively innocent, but he seemed more solid than I expected. I didn't know he was like that. His past is quite interesting, isn't it?

Still, if that guy had stayed on just for the sake of connections, he would have been kicked out long ago. So what's the reason he's been able to stay here until now?

Because it's John X. That's all.

...

There was no denying it. Perhaps no one knew it better than we did.

A world ruled by the law of the jungle, a world where only the strong survive, a world where the weak are either eliminated or instantly targeted, preyed upon, or plunged into the abyss. We've lived through such a world for quite some time.

hmm...

By the way, your position is close combat... You don't seem like you'd get into dogfights, so what on earth do you do to deserve this status when you look like a rich kid?

A curiosity I've never felt since coming to Korea.

Today, I'm particularly curious about that guy, Kim Seok-jin.

What are you guys doing behind me? I don't have time, so hurry and follow me.

I'm going, I'm going~

Before we knew it, we had entered a fairly large building.

It looked clean from the outside, but without an elevator, the stairwells and hallways leading up to the upper floors were filled with a suffocating dampness. A disgusting moldy smell and an unidentifiable, pungent odor were added to the mix.

Hoseok, did you take a picture there?

Yeah, there's not much on the emergency exit side.

Namjoon and Hoseok kept taking pictures of the CCTV installed in the hallway, holding up the camera screen to find out the model name, while the rest of them were climbing the stairs, floor by floor, with their noses covered.

Ugh... What the hell are they doing?

As Yoon-ki spoke, frowning as if he couldn't stand it anymore, Seok-jin stopped walking as if he had discovered something and ripped something off the wall. It was a small piece of paper, like a flyer.

What is that?

...a flyer advertising a high-interest loan.

At Seokjin's words, everyone poked their heads in to look at the flyer. But it looked like a regular loan advertisement, nothing special.

Then it should be this way, right?

Yes, I think that's right.

...what?

This is fake publicity, right?

Why on earth do they use such obvious tricks to fool around...?

Oh, wait a minute... What is this? What is this?

Am I the only one who doesn't know...?

...ah.

This guy...

...?

Yes, I was in the United States.

Since I was in charge of terrorism there, I only hit those who were clearly visible, and since I couldn't find any ingenious tricks like those in Korea in the US, I had no choice but to fall for such hackneyed tactics.

...You just follow us around.

......

If you were alone, you'd probably get dragged off somewhere and lose something, like a long-term loan... I hadn't thought about coming back from America.

...I appreciate your understanding, but...it's not like you treat me like a kid, and you just follow me around like a puppy...that's not my style.

huh...

But there's no benefit to resisting, so I'll just bend over and go along for the time being. Until I get used to it.

I'll tell you the details later when we get back, so just subdue the kids I tell you to today to the point where they won't die. It'll take too long to explain here.

Okay, let's go quickly.

After climbing a few more flights of stairs, I arrived at the office that offered loans. The unkempt exterior, with its walls covered in paint, was jarring.

For now, just me, Yoongi, Namjoon, and Jimin will go in. It doesn't seem like a very soundproof place, so if I yell, you'll back up right away. Got it?

What are you going to do?

Since he said he'd lend me money, I should've said I came to borrow money. And while I was roughly writing up the paperwork, Namjoon filmed the CCTV and handed it over to Hoseok, and Yoongi looked around the office. Jimin, if you think something's off, immediately block my view.