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Chapter 1676: Chapter 1508: Withdraw the Team (Subscribe Request!)

Apartment.

Doorway.

A team of South Korean police swiftly unlocking.

"Click."

Open the door.

Several people quickly rushed inside.

"All..."

Before the words "don’t move" could be uttered, they were swallowed back, as the first person in froze at the entrance, staring at the Prosecutor watching TV. His brain almost stopped functioning.

My God.

What’s going on?

Weren’t we informed that the Prosecutor was attacked by villains?

This spotless room.

Tidy living room.

And the puzzled look on the Prosecutor’s face left him stunned.

"What are you doing?"

asked the Prosecutor.

"We... we just received an intel that someone kidnapped you and intends you harm." This completely exceeded the script’s limits, reasoned the team’s leader with his own self-despisal.

"Then why didn’t you call my mobile phone to confirm?" asked the Prosecutor.

"We feared it might arouse the villains’ suspicion."

The leader was already cursing internally.

Damn it.

Man alive.

Into the room with inaccurate intel leads to a huge embarrassment. This can’t be right. What’s wrong with deceiving him like this when it’s unnecessary? What exactly is going wrong?

According to the script.

After entering the room.

The Prosecutor should already be dead, and they’d take out all the villains on the spot to earn merit.

But it was off from the start.

How to proceed with the act then?

"There’s no villain here as you claim, please go back." said the Prosecutor.

"This..."

Go back?

They’d come this far, even he was unable to decide.

Forget it.

Pass the buck.

"Please wait a moment, I’ll report this to superiors." said the leader.

"Okay."

The Prosecutor nodded.

The leader took a few steps back, instructed his subordinates to guard the entrance, went outside, and made a call to a superior, who was also an Oligarch’s child, with a brief report, "What? No villains?"

The other side was equally dumbfounded.

Not what Kim Chanyu said.

To play safe.

The building’s security guards were all theirs, eyeing inside the surveillance room, never saw Lee Joon-seok and the others leave. What went wrong? Could it be like the previous times, another accident?

Concerned with this Prosecutor.

He was the first to make a move.

However.

It wasn’t the first for other Conglomerates. noveldrama

Openly.

Covertly.

Each time, this person narrowly escaped death, with injuries sustained occasionally but never dying, which isn’t the key here. Each time, after surviving, he seemed to act livelier, attacking Conglomerates even harder.

This was all shady.

They also used lawful means.

Get someone to ’report’.

Suspended him.

Worked okay but, now in the Information Age, some self-titled righteous ’hackers’ unexpectedly acquired evidence proving collusion between Conglomerates and the South Korean Prosecutor’s Office, persecuting this Prosecutor.

Exposed publicly.

There were images.

There was truth.

Which completely angered the South Korean populace, resulting in a two-week uproar, and eventually had to reinstate him.

Lawful means were used twice, though each time, involving over a dozen Prosecutor’s Office executives and several significant Conglomerate figures, somehow this person acted thorny like a porcupine, pricking people everywhere.

Now.

Wanting him dead.

They set up this incident.

Normally.

With their authority, transferring this Prosecutor away from the current post would be a good way, however, frequent major events unfolded this past year, and this person embraced a prominent political hand of an emerging party in South Korea.

It was previously a marginalized party, merely for numbers.

But this year.

Unexpectedly secured considerable support by verbally attacking Conglomerates, coupled with implicated numerous legislators, drawing many towards them, gaining influence, former trivial matters weren’t so easy to manage now.

Someone else’s weapon.

If you wish to seize it.

Others would surely not agree.

If indeed Samsung and other Conglomerates were dismantled, next election... unbearable thoughts. Aware of this, the current President is still supporting them, an enemy’s enemy is a friend.

Otherwise.

Days would truly be harsh.

What to do?

The drama has begun. Ending hastily, would cause a loss of face.

Damn.

Wait for me, Kim Chanyu, you damned bastard, for daring to mess with me. He now determined that Kim Chanyu opted to side with the opposition, reasons unknown, but truth is he’s now plotting to kill him.

"Retreat."

The other side sighed.

Issued retreat orders.

Kim Chanyu caused a screw-up that needed clarity; proceeding might land him in trouble, there was an earlier instance when a foolish Oligarch’s offspring retaliated because his brother got detained.

Showing up at the Prosecutor’s to-

tied him up on a chair.

Punching and kicking.

Planning eventually to stage it as a case of armed robbery and murder.

Fool wasn’t aware there was a miniature camera here, captured everything from start to end, then that dimwit Conglomerate child brainlessly spilled loads of Conglomerate secrets to strike at the Prosecutor’s heart for ’upholding justice’.

That time.

completely like a car accident scene.

Eleven murder cases.

Twenty-five forced-deed cases.

Nineteen legislator bribery scandals.

Handed over to the Prosecutor by that idiot, and the end the Prosecutor’s skills led him to escape successfully, earning meritorious commendations. As for those who kidnapped him, during the confrontation, he pulled a counter-kill.

None walked out alive.

Thus.

The initially sprouting thought of letting the leader take action abruptly got snuffed. They were experts in playing dirty but, encountering such intelligent folks skilled at pulling traps, it’s best to remain cautious.

Having received the command.

The leader returned to the room.

"Withdraw."

"Apologies, Prosecutor Cheol-young, we misunderstood, we’re retreating now."

"Ok."

...

A civil residence.

Kim Chanyu swaggered inside. At the moment, he looked different from usual; since this was a secret base, he had deliberately disguised himself, with a beard, a wig, and attire.

A vivid portrayal of an unemployed middle-aged man.

Entered the room.

Lying on the sofa.

He finally breathed out in relief, his mobile phone already switched off, fearing a signal-based trace, since South Korea’s telecom industry belonged to Conglomerates, locating a phone was incredibly straightforward.

"Phew, these bastards, heavens damn them, they should be overthrown."

At this moment.

He also harbored hatred towards Conglomerates.

"Click."

A faint clicking sound at the door, Kim Chanyu’s hair stood on end, someone had found their way to his place. Not hesitating, he swiftly reached beneath the tea table, pressed down on a mechanism, and extracted a box.

Inside were weapons,

Click.

Chambered.

Retreating towards the back door.

"Click."

The back door also clicked.

"Who’s there?" he yelled out, simultaneously switching off the lights.

This one shout.

The sound of the door ceased.

Shortly followed.

"Bang bang bang~~"

Battle,

Suddenly erupted.

Lee Joon-seok and the others outside were prepared beforehand; the text message indicated only one person inside, there were five of them, and they had keys, bulletproof shields, night vision devices, and weapons, remarkably professional.

Before.

They didn’t reach equipping each with weapons.

Now they had them.

This way.

The difficulty reduced greatly.

"Move in."

It was their first use, found quite handy.

Burst into the room.

Under siege.

In less than a minute, Kim Chanyu was lying on the ground, and one from Lee Joon-seok’s side also accounted here; since ’disguising’ wasn’t removed, they didn’t recognize it was Kim Chanyu.

"Let’s go first." said Lee Joon-seok.

"Okay."

Shots were no small matter, surely someone called the police.

However.

Just out the door.

"Drop your weapons."

"I."

"Bang bang..."

...

The next day.

Morning.

The headline in South Korea’s news was this: five gang members armed with police equipment, infiltrated the house of a leader and killed him, subsequently shot dead on the spot by arriving police.

Public opinion.

Began shifting towards the reason how these weapons ended up in villains’ hands.