My Range is One Million

Chapter 76: A Bad Idea

"Yes. I know about it too. And as you know, another journalist has the responsibility to get the information out to the public."

He made a fist and closed his eyes. He felt overwhelmed now that the situation was unfair to him. He was sorry and his mind was filled with regrets.

He saw the lady in the night club wearing their revealing uniforms and he couldn't control himself. He knew that he was the only one to blame and it was all his fault. He made a terrible mistake and it ruined his life. He had already paid a large fine but he was still ashamed.

"I promise that nothing like this will ever happen again."

"Good. Anyway, what we talked about today will be kept between you and I. but first, you have some information to give to me, right?"

She then held out her hand.

He took a look at it and shook his head.

"Are you stupid? There's no way I can make a copy of Justin point's data. That's impossible!"

She looked a little angry but she then let out a professional smile before she took out her phone.

"Well, I didn't think that there was no way I could hear it in person."

He signed and talked with a slow nervous tone.

"Right. I know what the 8th platoon was doing and I thought that it should be completely blocked."

He stopped talking to hear her answer. He was sure of it. The information of the 8th platoon should have been greatly censored. The hunters were their secret special troops. They were under top security but they didn't know if they were any other hunters like them.

Even if it didn't work out then, he still couldn't share anything about their mission.

The main reason was that because their circumstances were especially unprofitable. If she were to spread that information then the terror of the heroes who blocked off the Bileons would be revealed.

They would get discharged from that army if that happened. The Bileons would receive empathy and money while the hunters would be charged with murder. He shut his eyes closed as he thought of that. The military and the police's' power was also something to worry about and if their branch were to be broadcasted on TV, then he wouldn't be able to protect them.

"The leader of the 8 member platoon is…"

"… Well, there's one thing that worries me the most. The valley creature queen was disturbed and over 300 Bileons had died."

"Yes."

"Were there any survivors? Was the platoon members responsible for the problem?"

"I don't know much about the valley creatures. But, I do know that they are 4200 of them. It looks like they attack in flocks together. We didn't even have to clean up their corpse. The platoon leader, Joonghwi, made a bold decision."

He took a sip of his americano latte and then continued to speak.

"Although the giant footprint hunting grounds had completely collapsed, the terror of the leading members of the government on the American side were greatly blocked. As you know, America almost had a seizure after they heard about that outcome. The Americans didn't start the problem but the leading leaders of the government on the Korean side couldn't even do anything about it. They could be an operating force that had as much power and authority as the American side."

"I see."

The lady said with a relieved expression. She got the information that she needed.

Korea would know now about the terror of the Bileons but she thinks that her chief editor would have a difficult time with this.

"But if you have all of this information, what's going to happen to them?"

He asked. There was one exclusive report journalist but they usually created problems. Right now they could threaten them. But they weren't the only problem. Even their families could get killed.

"Got it? However, that's not only a weak point there is. When I give you this article then can't they become heroes to the people? The Bileons were running wild but they had been protection Korea in their own way. It's hard to clarify but between them and the Gagseogs, they were a close second in helping the country. Anyways, I'm not sure if I should thank you for the information. Haha…"

'Idiot…'

He whispered in his head as he felt nauseated. He didn't know if he was having sociopathic tendencies or was he just thinking about it too much with all that anger. He asked himself how could she say that instead of thanking him.

The SamJeon Church was a puppet state in a minor way and they communicated with the natives too and got information from them.

Their relationship between the natives wasn't so great or so bad. They kept an eye on the information board but the religion was originally like a poison. When it started to get irritating, it would somehow become even more addicting. There was more he wanted to talk to her about and there was something that he wanted to know.

"Well, I should get going now. I hope we don't have to meet up about something like this anymore."

He ended the recording app on his phone and looked as if there was something he wanted to know. The lady shook her head as if she already knew. She wondered if she would get another threat or be killed.

"Thank you for your precious time."

They then shook hands and said goodbye to each to end their meeting in like the professionals that they are. Now he could finally relax. They left the secret room and then they realized that the cafe was very quiet.

There wasn't one person in the cafe. But even though there weren't any customers there still had to be a waiter and barista there but the room was completely empty. He rushed towards the door but then, he heard a familiar voice.

"Where are you going?"

"Huh?…"

He heard the voice and turned around to see who it was.

"B…boss…"

"Hm… so you decided to take some time off to go on a date with some girl?"

"Uh.. well.. That…"

He couldn't speak and he didn't know what to say. He wished it was just a dream but everything that was happening at that moment was indeed a reality. It was the team leader of Justin point's team one of the informations.

"What was going on here? Wasn't this a useless rebellious action? If you knew me…"

"Yes, I understand, sir."

He immediately gave up the rebellious act after that. The person in front of him then smiled. His boss had the type of smile that could turn a perfectly sane person into a psychopath. He was like an ordinary person but he had an unusual mind and he knew lots of information in Justin point.

"Stop! Don't let go of this! This is clearly an assault! Ugh! Save that person!"

He went into the secret room and there was a woman being dragged with both of her hands tied behind her back. He untied both of her hands and then walked out. The guys that stood there had their faces blue in fear. It was pale before but that it had turned blue once the boss' eyes passed through.

He knew everything about that secret group and now as he was walking out, he saw that the guys were wearing modernized hanbok costumes that he knew didn't belong to them.

Or maybe… it was just a quick idea for a cover-up that they thought of.

"Uhh…."

His knees went weak and he sat down on his chair. He thought about not getting involved and not going through with it but it was too late and they had already gone too far. They couldn't be caught going against the law.

"Let go! I said let go! Do you know who I am? When my boss hears about this you all will never be safe. Do you hear me?! Please! Where's a phone! Let me call someone!"

The lady yelled over and over to the guy looked at her with a pitiful expression. They had no idea about all the hardships a journalist had to go through but a situation like this wasn't anything uncommon. They did wonder about her plan in this current situation.

"I'm curious to who this boss of yours is."

Then another woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She was wearing a hanbok just like the guys and her face was blank. She was beautiful. The guys who had the lady tied up then looked at the her and shook their heads.

She softly approached her and gently stroked her chin with her finger.

"How important is her boss?"

"W…Who is she?"

She then looked strange and not so sane. It felt as if things were going to get dangerous. Her eyes had an intense glare.

They were worried about their positions if they got in trouble for this.

Things got a little better with the presidential election but the group's leader was the same person for dozens of years even though the president never ruled the hunter system. They didn't know how the 8th platoon got compiled together but even that lady and the others knew that it was a strange thing.

"You! What are you doing!? You idiot! I can't stand this!"

She then looked to a guy on the floor who appeared to be laughing.

"Shut up."

The women in the hanbok said with a calm tone. One of the guys suddenly grabbed her head and bashed her onto the table.

Pang! Pang! Pang! Pang!

"Hey… stop that…"

Blood came out of her nose and covered the rest of her face. She had fainted so they tied her hands up again and sent a hand gesture signal to the other men.

"Take her away."

The thieves walked out of the cafe, their boss then looked to the remaining people and whispered,

"Jerks… don't speak to me about any of this…"

"S..Sorry, boss…"

He cried at his boss in fear. He didn't know anything, he just watched them cry.

He then let the other of his henchmen leave the cafe as he stayed to have a talk with her. The boss then took a deep breath and exhaled. They were at their worst block. He had a negotiation and came to a decision to recruit him and he guaranteed to only give him the best. She then turned and said,

"Thanks for the great management! And, I'm sorry."

He bent over her but the lady in front of him didn't flinch at all, she leered at him instead. He didn't reply but he couldn't have been standing any closer… One minute… Five… and soon an hour passed by. The lady didn't say anything and sweat soon started to form on the guy's head.

"Maybe…"

She finally started to speak.

"He was protecting his grandchild…"

"And from then on, you were jealous of her."

"…Remember that."

He never heard her say anything like that. Although what she was said sounded nonsense to him at first but he then thought that maybe she had a point.

"I hope nothing like this will happen again."

"It won't!"

"Don't tell anyone what I said, got it?"

"Yes!"

A Bad Idea, The end.