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Atlantis, Atlantis Police Department, 14:21
Mark Claudius was saved from the stress caused by the huge amount of paperwork by coffee. Strong, thick, and aromatic, just like Rex Ventorum's policies.
“Ah, sometimes I miss the old days. There were more criminals in Atlantis, and we had more work too. That is, real work, not this.” Mark lowered his heavy hand onto a pile of documents.
“Seriously?” Gai Emilius, like Mark Claudius, was an officer at the Atlantis Police Department.
“No. Of course, I’m glad that we managed to make the streets of Atlantis safer; it’s just that this job is driving me crazy. I need action, adrenaline!”
“If you were younger and didn’t have a family, I would recommend transferring to Anhui; there your desire for action would benefit not only you but also the province.”
“Anhui? Why?”
“You’re getting burnt out, my friend! Haven’t you seen the latest reports or even the news? Praetor Shin Si Yong was shot dead in broad daylight in the city center.”
“I see. Did local gangsters do the job?”
“It’s hard to say; all that is clear is that this was the work of a professional.”
Anhui, Tangun Club, VIP area, 22:03
“She sings well.” The Tangun Dragon occupied the same place as during their last meeting. As agreed upon a week ago, Hwang Ji Hyo arrived at the Tangun Club at the appointed time. However, he did not expect Zhong Sang Kwon to meet him in person again. “Don’t you think so, Detective?”
“Perhaps.” Hwang Ji Hyo didn't want to admit it, but this place was indeed appealing. If it weren’t for the shady dealings taking place behind the scenes, it could be called stylish and quite decent.
“Here is what you asked for.” Zhong handed the detective a folder with files. “Keep in mind that I don’t enjoy cooperating with a police officer; however…”
“…The presence of whites on your territory does not please the Tangun Dragon any more. The Anhui criminal trio is gradually losing market share to the Velox mafia; I know. Did they also organize the murder of the praetor?”
“Cui bono, as they say in Rex Ventorum.”
Anhui, Tangun Club, at the same time
“Sir, can I do anything for you?” A club employee was dressed in a dark women’s jacket, a matching classic skirt, and a white shirt. She addressed the man who was sitting alone. “If you wish, we can arrange company for you.”
“No need. A cup of green tea and a light dinner would be fine.”
“Of course. Just a moment.”
When the girl left, the visitor answered his mobile phone.
“I’m listening.”
“I saw the news. I understand you are free now?”
“That's right.”
“In that case, I have a job for you.”
“Target?”
“... Consul.”
“Oh.”
Atlantis, Atlantis Police Department, 14:21
Mark Claudius was saved from the stress caused by the huge amount of paperwork by coffee. Strong, thick, and aromatic, just like Rex Ventorum's policies.
“Ah, sometimes I miss the old days. There were more criminals in Atlantis, and we had more work too. That is, real work, not this.” Mark lowered his heavy hand onto a pile of documents.
“Seriously?” Gai Emilius, like Mark Claudius, was an officer at the Atlantis Police Department.
“No. Of course, I’m glad that we managed to make the streets of Atlantis safer; it’s just that this job is driving me crazy. I need action, adrenaline!”
“If you were younger and didn’t have a family, I would recommend transferring to Anhui; there your desire for action would benefit not only you but also the province.”
“Anhui? Why?”
“You’re getting burnt out, my friend! Haven’t you seen the latest reports or even the news? Praetor Shin Si Yong was shot dead in broad daylight in the city center.”
“I see. Did local gangsters do the job?”
“It’s hard to say; all that is clear is that this was the work of a professional.”
Anhui, Tangun Club, VIP area, 22:03
“She sings well.” The Tangun Dragon occupied the same place as during their last meeting. As agreed upon a week ago, Hwang Ji Hyo arrived at the Tangun Club at the appointed time. However, he did not expect Zhong Sang Kwon to meet him in person again. “Don’t you think so, Detective?”
“Perhaps.” Hwang Ji Hyo didn't want to admit it, but this place was indeed appealing. If it weren’t for the shady dealings taking place behind the scenes, it could be called stylish and quite decent.
“Here is what you asked for.” Zhong handed the detective a folder with files. “Keep in mind that I don’t enjoy cooperating with a police officer; however…”
“…The presence of whites on your territory does not please the Tangun Dragon any more. The Anhui criminal trio is gradually losing market share to the Velox mafia; I know. Did they also organize the murder of the praetor?”
“Cui bono, as they say in Rex Ventorum.”
Anhui, Tangun Club, at the same time
“Sir, can I do anything for you?” A club employee was dressed in a dark women’s jacket, a matching classic skirt, and a white shirt. She addressed the man who was sitting alone. “If you wish, we can arrange company for you.”
“No need. A cup of green tea and a light dinner would be fine.”
“Of course. Just a moment.”
When the girl left, the visitor answered his mobile phone.
“I’m listening.”
“I saw the news. I understand you are free now?”
“That's right.”
“In that case, I have a job for you.”
“Target?”
“... Consul.”
“Oh.”
