Returner’s Magic Laundry

"how?"

Gangnam-young jumped up and touched the table and almost spilled the fruit plate.

“I remembered something.”

“What do you remember? They said that if you pay in cash, you will get an extra month for free, so I scraped off the money I didn't have and paid in cash. Even if you catch him, you won't get your money back, but I want to make sure you don't do that again."

“Did you pay with cash?”

"Yeah. I heard that all the members did that. Even if you try to do it with a card, they give you a discount, so you don't pay in cash and get bored? Oh, I should have known then.”

“I thought it was a bit odd too.”

Come to think of it, there wasn't one or two oddities.

‘I should eat more apples.’

I picked up the apples that had been cut on the table and ate them.

“Brother, why are you eating so much? I ate a lot of rice before. Aren't you calling?"

I call you, but you have to eat until you vomit.

Each time he ate an apple, his memory became clearer.

The gym president's name is Jo Tae-hyuk.

As if he had always thought of tulling, his office had few appliances.

One time he saw President Cho carefully polishing a golf club.

'Then he's going to play golf... … ’

A name tag attached to a luxurious golf club bag.

The words written on it came up blurry and became clearer and clearer.

Jo Tae-hyuk's phone number and address.

It was a different number from what I usually call.

I quickly jotted down what came to mind.

“What are you writing down?”

Gangnam-young looks at the memo with a curious face.

Without answering, I searched for clues again and traced my memory.

Trash under the table.

President Cho crumpled up the memo in the trash after taking notes and threw it away.

This too was blurry at first, then became clearer and enlarged as if a magnifying glass was held in memory.

As I entered the office at that time, I had only glanced around the office while President Cho was talking on the phone, but now my memories are being filmed as if I was taking a camera and scanning the inside.

Scribbled letters on a crumpled piece of paper thrown away in the trash.

Another address.

And the content of Cho's phone call.

- Are you there again? See you there today. i'm fine That's where the boards held up well. oh, a guest has arrived. see you there

The appearance of CEO Cho who hung up in a hurry and got up with a wide smile on his kind face.

The golden teeth of the molars glisten.

An expensive watch on his hand and a thick gold necklace around his neck. A car key with a flashing foreign car emblem on the table.

‘I said, ‘I have a lot of money… … . Selling them alone would make a lot of money.’

I groped for a while longer, but other than that, I had no memory to write about.

‘I think it would be easy to find him. I'll have to try calling the number on the golf bag name tag first.'

It was clear that he was using more than one phone number.

First, I dialed the phone number I wrote in the memo.

A familiar voice heard at the same time as the incoming sound.

-Hello?

I hung up the phone as soon as I saw President Cho's voice.

If so, then the address on the name tag is also real.

“Namyoung, I think you might be able to find the money I stole.”

"Really? Do you have any lawyer friends around you?”

“No, it’s not like that. There's something better. So, by the way, can you look at the store more?”

"That… … of course. It's not difficult. Just because of us.”

“No, I have to pay the overdue laundry bill. If I don't, I don't think I'll be able to sleep."

"Me too! Until I get that money, I'll kick the quilt to meet. Money isn't the problem, it's resentment!"

“I’ll call you. Yongcheon-ah, you stay with this hyung and go home when Daddy comes.”

"Yeah. I want to follow you too... … .”

“It’s not too far away. It will be over in a little while.”

“… … .”

I left the two of them behind and got into the laundry truck.

I arrived at an apartment after a few dozen minutes.

When I checked the mailbox of the lake written on the name tag's address, there was no mail addressed to Jo Tae-hyuk.

‘What, isn’t it here?’

I went up to the house on the lake and looked for signs, but the door swung open and I hid behind the door without realizing it.

The door opened and a young woman with a glamorous appearance came out.

A strong scent of perfume stung her nose.

She couldn't see me because she was so busy on the phone with someone, she headed for the elevator.

"husband? I don't know where else would you go I'm busy with business these days. still make good money I looked in my bankbook today and saw that I had spent quite a bit of living expenses. You run some gyms. I'm still on my way out, but I need some skin care. will you come too? yes there Yes, see you there.”

‘Is this where President Cho lives, right?’

Hearing the conversation, it seems to be true... … .

To be sure, I summoned dandelion spores and brought them into the house.

After a while, a photo was pushed out through the gap under the front door, and then the halls came out.

“Oh, I brought a picture. Good job~”

A happy photo of Mr. Cho and the woman who had just left.

'I think it's true that this is President Joe's house.'

Seeing that there was no mail from President Cho in the mailbox, he seemed to completely hide his existence.

Maybe the police came too... …

So, is that woman hiding Jo Tae-hyuk's existence?

Looking down at her parking lot, I see a woman pulling out her luxury sunglasses and finding her car.

‘A nice house, a nice car, you are living like this by fraud. A woman named her wife knows and pretends not to know. Then you can’t just let it go.’

The woman's car started to sound, and she moved slowly forward.

“Bamboo unfold!”

When the bamboo was summoned, the bamboo grew rapidly around the woman's car and wrapped it up in an instant.

A woman who had been lost in her way opened the window, and she looked at the bamboo that had grown suddenly with a puzzled expression.

She tried to open the car door and get out, but it couldn't be opened because a sturdy bamboo was blocking it.

Moments later, an engrossing scream for a woman's help echoed in the apartment.

‘By the way, where did President Joe go?’

After all, he had just run away from the scam, so there was no way he could come home for a while.

Gambling is the best place to hide his body.

He was obviously going to eat and sleep nearby.

I got out of the apartment and headed for the address written on the note in the trash can in my memory.

I don't know if President Cho was there, but even if he wasn't there, he could get a clue.

The place of address was in the suburbs a bit far from Seoul.

By the way, the sun had already set and it was getting dark.

As I hurried into the basement of a building, shoulders in black suits stood blocking the door.

“How did you get here? If you are not a member, you cannot enter.”

“Oh, I’m here to find someone. this person… … .”

I'm going to take out a picture and show it, but one of them wants to push me, and I tap him with one of his blunt shoulders.

Naturally, I stumbled under the force and crashed into the wall.

“Ugh!”

“Because I go. You talk a lot.”

The pain came over me, but I managed to focus and stand upright.

“You would really regret it.”

Men who laugh like crazy at my words.

“Did this eat your asshole for dinner? Hey, you should find a place to lie down and lie down!”

“Looks like this is where I will lie down today.”

“No, but this guy!”

I tried to subdue them by summoning wisteria vines, but today I wanted to try a different method.

“Aides!”

Then Aides summoned beside me appeared like a hologram with a heavy long sword.

Seeing this, the thugs doubted their own eyes and looked at Aides.

Skeletons are alive, it's unbelievable.

“Hey, what is that?”

"What?"

They glanced at where they were pointing and pretended they didn't know or didn't see it.

“I can't see anything. Have you even seen the grim reaper?”

“I, the Grim Reaper?”

As Ai Death approaches, wielding his long sword, the two slowly step back.

“Oh, don’t come! Go away!”

They screamed and ran away as Aides raised his long sword, as if he would cut his body in half right away.

“Aww! damage! go away! Don't follow me!”

They climb the stairs and run to the first floor, and Aides follows them with swords.

“Fufu, please take good care of Aides. Children, you probably won't be able to come back today."

I lightly opened the door of the entrance where the obstacles disappeared and went inside.

Knowing that there would be a gate inside, I took out a bundle of cash I had prepared in advance and showed it to me.

The men in black suits who were trying to stop because it was the first time they saw them stopped at a pile of cash.

They whispered to each other, then laughed and opened the way.

‘Well then. I have a lot of money and it seems like it was the first time I came here, so I guess I’ll look like a hogu.’

But you said you were wrong.

When I opened the red curtain, another gate, and went inside, thick cigarette smoke swept into my airway and I almost burst out of breath.

‘Why are you gambling in such bad air?’

It was hard to see because of the cigarette smoke and dim lighting, but the inside was quite spacious, and the spinning paddles reminded me of a casino where various kinds of gambling were being played.

But the thing that I did the most was also the hwatu.

I looked around, but Jo Tae-hyuk was nowhere to be seen.

My parents didn't play Hanafuda even for fun, so I almost never played a Hanafuda naturally.

I know how to score points by matching pictures.

To find out where Jo Tae-hyuk is, you'll have to get to know people.

‘The ability to simulate through imagination!’

I haven't used it in a while, so I'm trying to use the skills I've accumulated for a long time.

『I use the power of simulation through imagination.』

“If you imagine doing it yourself in your head, it will have a great effect in practice.”

First, I watched the people around me for a while and learned how to develop the game.

After a few rounds, the ignorant concept of Hanafuda, how to calculate scores, and how to read the mind of the opponent unfolds in my head.

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I sat down on the seat of the person who just got up, put a wad of cash next to me, and turned the hand.

“It’s a face I’ve never seen before, is it your first time here?

He laughed without saying a word.

As I felt a bundle of hanafets dancing in my hand, I was surprised by the skillful hand movements.

Every time my turn comes back, the score goes up, Godoli, Cheongdan, Hongdan, 1st, 2nd.

The opponent did not score a few points and immediately collapsed.

Not long after sitting down, he swept away the other person's money.

Once you get your hands on it, you want to keep going.

'Did you have fun with Hanafuda? Don't miss out though Let's stop here.'

“Look here. I'll come get the money. You just can't go! We need to get back the money we lost at my wife's restaurant!"

The other party said with a desperate face, similar to a threat.

'Restaurant?'

Maybe the husband of the aunt who works at Mr.

hey maybe... … .

I grabbed the arm of the man who got up crying.

In one corner of the gambling hall, there was a small space with a grate, and seeing large amounts of money coming and going, it seemed like a place to lend money.

“Would you like to borrow money?”

“Then why don’t you just lose all your money? I can't go until I find the main shrine. Just wait!”

A man passing by at that time whispered to me and passed by.

“This person is a ghost here. what is the original If you want to pay off the money you borrowed, even if you sell all your organs, it wouldn't be enough. 'Cause I still can't make up my mind You have to die to get out of here.”

“Hey, you bastard. What are you talking about?”

The man who had lost all his money was in a sensitive state.

I took out the photo from my inner pocket and showed it to him, pointing to Tae-hyeok Jo in the photo.

“Have you seen this person? If you tell me where it is, I will give you all the other money back.”

“I, really? Well, if I lose that money, I'm really done. Look where.”

The man who saw the photo seemed to recognize Jo Tae-hyuk, and fear flashed in his eyes.

“Hey, this guy isn’t here. If you go inside, there is a place for VIPs to gather and play.”

When I looked where the man was pointing, there was another door leading inside.

His hands were empty, and when he turned around, the man was already collecting money.

“I said it all, this money is mine.”

Giving money is respectful.

“Uncle, I will stop gambling from today.”

“Yeah, that’s right. of course."

A man who responds perfectly, and immediately goes to another seat and sits down.

Yeah, there's no easy way to quit.

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