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Episode 194: The Flower of Evil (1)

“What is this fucking fucking thing… .”

When a short swear word came out of Ban Myung-ho's mouth as he checked his phone.

'done.'

Cha Jin-cheol realized that he had the opportunity of a lifetime.

Although it was impossible to know what kind of material Ban Myung-ho saw and spit out abusive language. Because I could have guessed what it would be like.

‘It must be related to the hermit crab academy. And in a very bad way.’

A cold smile began to drift across Cha Jin-cheol's lips.

In fact, when he contacted Director Kim Jun-young yesterday, he intuited that things were getting dirty.

It was because there was one thing that he realized while conducting the comment manipulation team for the past year.

That's right... The success point of comment manipulation is that the job of the comment manipulation team is not to be discovered by the target.

It was that there was not a single time when things were not handled properly after the manipulation was discovered by the subject.

‘Because nothing is easier to avoid than a visible blade.’

So, when the head of Hermit Crab Academy contacted him for the first time, he realized that this was not going to be successful, and that it would soon be littered with disastrous failures.

‘Because I wasn’t an ordinary person.’

However, the problem was that it was not known when, where, and how the beginning of the collapse would appear.

Because of this, he has been looking for opportunities ever since he met Director Kim Jun-young at Hotel Baekje.

Just when the entire comment control team fell into chaos and the bond of surveillance loosened.

‘Opportunities are sure to come.’

And today, when nervous profanity came out of Ban Myung-ho's mouth, Cha Jin-cheol realized. He finally knew that the moment of opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived.

“… … .”

He turned his head slightly and looked at Ban Myung-ho.

OK.

“X foot. Oh, why aren't you answering the phone again?"

I caught a glimpse of Ban Myung-ho, who was making a call somewhere.

Looking at his hardened face, nervously shaking eyes, and the sounds that came out of his mouth, I could guess how confused he was.

In that state, it seemed impossible to pay attention to what was going on around me.

In an instant, a deep smile appeared on Cha Jin-cheol's lips.

‘If you hit me a little more like that, I wouldn’t have betrayed you. No, no matter how extreme it is, what should I do with just 300.’

Looking back, there were a few things that bothered me. Anyway, Ban Myung-ho is the person who believed in himself and brought him to this floor, and personally… Because he was also a senior at school.

However.

‘Shoes, what kind of senior is a criminal? After two years, I wouldn't even remember. Cha Jin-cheol. Wake.'

He shook his head.

Although there was a very slight relationship between Ban Myung-ho and himself, he didn't want to give up his immediate interests to protect that relationship.

After all, after two years of military service, it was clear that such a precarious relationship would be cleaned up.

Because of this, he shook his head to shake off his guilt about Ban Myeong-ho.

‘Yeah, if we meet later, I can buy you a drink. I wonder if I can become a man and hold on to it until then?’

Then, clenching his fists, he reaffirmed his will to hold on to his part through this betrayal.

‘X foot! Let's sell this as expensive as possible. I need 100 million or 200 million won to go to the military, buy a car, go on an overseas trip, and even meet a woman.”

Fortunately, he knew someone who would buy him a high price.

That person… … .

He found himself the person I've been in contact with.

He is a person who willingly handed 30 million won to him.

And he's the one who's fueling his anger against the comment rigs and the ones behind them.

It was Kim Jun-young, the head of hermit crab academy.‘Kim Jun-young, that person will definitely take care of it. Whether it’s a money deal or whatever.’

In fact, when I was working as a comment operator, I used to get to know the subject better than the people who were closer to it.

because.

Of course, in order to attack a target, you need to know the target better than anyone else in the world.

Why do people who like things like things?

If not, you need to figure out why.

So, there were times when I wondered if the person who manipulates the comments would know the subject better than the subject themselves.

‘Because people cannot see themselves objectively.’

And from that perspective, Kim Jun-young... … .

A person who is infinitely terrifying to his enemies.

But he was infinitely kind to his side.

And he is mysteriously talented and lucky.

He was, in a word, reliable.

'what… It's funny that I say things like this.'

Because of this, he decided to sell his past and present to Kim Jun-young for his future.

If it was Kim Jun-young, who he understood, at least he didn't seem worried about getting hit in the back.

‘Sometimes the people are generous.’

From then on he began to carefully collect his data.

It was because there was no better timing than this to bring out the insider data of the comment-manipulators.

‘Make hay while there is sunshine’

-Cervantes-

But he soon ran into a problem.

That's right... It was that there was no way to access the data managed by Ban Myung-ho.

‘X발 미쳐 버리겠네, 아니, 저 새끼는 뭐 약속도 없어? Why are you sitting all over the place in the office every day!’

With dissatisfied eyes, he looked at Ban Myung-ho, who was sitting in the corner of the office and calling somewhere.

Obviously, he had been collecting the data of himself and the other members in the meantime. If there is no data that Ban Myung-ho has, it is… … .

It was pizza without pineapple, chicken without beer, and Kim Jong-un without nuclear weapons.

So, in order to sell his own ransom as high as possible, the information that Ban Myung Ho had was essential.

but how come Ban Myung-ho was stuck in his seat 24 hours a day and did not move.

"Yes. your boss. Yes. If you give me a little more time... I still have to take care of other people... .”

It seemed like they were preparing for another ‘operation’ that could cover this situation, that is, the 23 perfect scorers at Hermit Crab Academy.

Cha Jin-cheol, who met a reef in an unexpected place, began to get nervous.

'Oh, it's like... Isn't this a new thing?'

This is because if you make a mistake, your betrayal may be discovered.

‘Should I just take what I have now?’

But in the meantime.

"Yes? now? Ah yes. All right. I'll see you later then."

widely-

Finally, the opportunity came.

“Whew… Hey, I'm going to head office for a moment. Everyone is working. Don’t think about it anywhere else.”

Ban Myung-ho, who had been on the phone with the head office nonstop since morning, finally got up.

For a moment, Jin-cheol Cha clenched his teeth to hold back the laughter that was rising.

‘It’s an opportunity.’

"brother. Does that take long?

“Because it won’t be long. Don’t go around doing anything for nothing, just work, okay?”

However, the desires of men over the age of 20 cannot be contained in a single word or two.

As soon as Ban Myung-ho left the office, the people in the office began to leave the office one by one.

"Hey. Let’s go get a drink.”

“What kind of alcohol have you been drinking since broad daylight, you idiot? Then, when Myung-ho comes, will your kid do the cover?”

"what? Why am I covering it up?”

“Hey, look at this bastard. Hey, don’t do that, let’s go to the billiard room and play a game of billiards.”

As I had been confined to the office for almost a month, it seemed that he was trying to relieve the stress of the past.

Cha Jin-cheol looked at them with pitiful eyes.

'You bastards. It would be nice to sell it without knowing that the ship is sinking.’

However, he did not dare to stop or subdue them.

After all, the data they might have had was already in their hands, and they didn't have a hobby of slicing pie with their own hands.

‘Don’t worry about other people’s work, let’s get the work done quickly.’

From then on, he began to absorb the materials that Ban Myung-ho had hidden as carefully as possible.

and after a while.

[GL External HDD 931GB]

'done.'

Everything is ready.

Now all that's left is... All he had to do was meet the owner of the water, Kim Jun-young, handed him the data, and get as much money as he wanted.

'At least two billion. Anything less than that will happen immediately.’

He woke up from a sweet dream with a confident expression on his face.

But.

click-

"uh? It's late. sit there.”

Arriving at the appointment, he could realize that things had been messed up.

Because in front of him... … .

“Aren’t you going to say hi? Oh right. Do you all know each other? Hehe, it's a strange thing in the world, isn't it?"

With Lee Hyung-sik looking at him with a relaxed expression.

It was because the people who had left the office earlier were sitting around.

‘Why are those fucking bastards sitting there!’

Moment.

Cha Jin-cheol could realize that he was caught in a net, and that he was caught in a very tight net.

* * * *

click-

Let's open the door and go in.

Seven men with their heads bowed with bluish faces caught my eye.

I looked at them and opened my mouth.

“It’s been a while, everyone?”

Then they raised their heads with trembling eyes.

They are right... The insiders I have worked hard to recruit.

Seven samurai with no gods.

They were members of Team 5 of the Comment Control Team that attacked Hermit Crab Academy.

When I first confirmed the existence of the comment control team and recruited Cha Jin-cheol, I thought that things could be easily solved.

It was because the data that Jin-cheol Cha had compiled was better than expected.

But the more I did it, the more I could not avoid having a doubt.that is… … .

‘Didn’t you leak some information by any chance?’

I wondered if they had dug a trap to catch me.

Of course, the possibility wasn't that great, as it was covered with a fairly large amount of money... There was only one thing.

So, in order to stay safe and not get hit in the back, I had to check in advance whether the information was contaminated or not.

Because of that, I secretly recruited people other than Cha Jin-cheol. It was decided to determine whether the data was accurate or not through cross-validation.

‘Well, the more data, the better.’

And as a result… A total of 7 insiders and the materials they brought were piled up in front of me now.

I smiled slightly and approached Lee Hyung-sik.

Then Lee Hyung-sik looked at me and nodded his head slightly.

It seems that the brief explanation of the story was over while I was away for a while.

I opened my mouth slowly as he greeted me.

“Did everyone listen to the lawyer?”

Then they glanced at me with their heads raised.

However.

“… … .”

No answer came from their mouths.

They just looked into each other's eyes without saying anything and kept their mouths shut.

'Like frightened children.'

Well, if they were going to come out like this, there was a way to fit them.

“Cha Jin-cheol. age 21. 1st year at Seoyul University. As a team of 5 comment manipulation teams, they have abused 12 companies over the past year, including the Hong training, Cool Hae School, and Busy Honey School.”

“Kim Young-sun. age 22. 2nd year student at Hongmunkwan University. As a team of 5 commenters... … .”

“Horak Lee. age 21. 1st year at Central Intelligence University. As a team of 5 commenters... … .”

OK.

Each time their name was called, their expressions distorted as if they had been stabbed in the flesh.

I looked at their faces and smiled.

“Then why isn’t everyone talking?”

“… … .”

“Again? Are you going to just stick with it?”

“Oh, no… .”

Because of this situation, somehow I felt like I had become a villain.

If you look at your current position... Because they were the weak ones.

But even after being slapped on the cheek, there was no hobbies.

If someone slaps me on the cheek, it will give you ten or twenty times the pain.

That was my definition.

Besides… The people in front of me now are the ones who were trying to hit me in the head anyway. When the situation became unfavorable, it was a group of clever mice that changed boats.

So I didn't mean to treat them clumsily, saying, "I'll take care of the situation."

‘Because they are sinners.’

I was determined to become weak.

Then he looked down at them with a determined expression.

“There is only one way for you to live.”

Then they raised their heads with trembling eyes.

It seemed to me that I was curious as to what the method was.

I smiled softly and opened my mouth.

“The personal details of the other team members. And they bring me the data of the people who were working on that team.”

For a moment, they looked at me with blank expressions.

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