“Yes, Hyung-nim!”
“Jeez.
All right, all right.
I’ll look into it.”
“I’ll send the photos to your email.
I hope it won’t take too long.”
“I said all right.
I don’t even expect any pocket money, so please just don’t cause any more trouble.”
After wrapping up the drinking session, Jo Cheol-jung, who hadn’t drunk, took the wheel.
Son Gil-seop, who had repeatedly pleaded with them after arriving at his home in Bundang and before heading inside, came to see Oh Gap-su the very next evening.
Oh Gap-su welcomed him and asked.
“Did you look into them?”
“They’re all famous people, so there were only a few I had to run through the facial recognition program.
Here are the photos and the list of who they are.”
Son Gil-seop handed over a document where he had meticulously numbered the photos Oh Gap-su had sent and recorded their identities.
There were about a hundred people in total, with various professions such as businessmen, politicians, celebrities, doctors, and lawyers.
About a dozen of them turned out to be foreigners of Asian descent, and their identities had also been investigated.
Jo Cheol-jung, who had brought out tea, sat next to them and flipped through the documents.
Oh Gap-su said.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
“But what do these people have to do with you?”
“They are the ones who will help me settle down in South Korea.”
“The background is blurry so it’s hard to see, but they look like foreigners.
Where did you take these?”
“I took them as souvenirs in Macau.”
“You’re not going to use these for anything weird, are you?”
“How do you see me, Hyung-nim?
I’m from Office 39’s…”
Son Gil-seop cut Oh Gap-su off.
“Ah, enough!
I did you a favor, so keep your promise and don’t make things hard for me with talk of defecting to the North or whatever.”
“I’m a man of my word.
I strictly keep my promises, so don’t worry.
Anyway, you’ve worked hard, so let’s go have a drink.”
“I have plans.”
Son Gil-seop brushed himself off and stood up.
In truth, he had no plans.
But he also had no money.
Oh Gap-su had taken even Jo Cheol-jung’s money and lost it all at the casino, so if they went, Son Gil-seop would have to pay for the drinks himself.
After seeing Son Gil-seop off and returning, Jo Cheol-jung looked at the photos Oh Gap-su had left behind and said.
“Aren’t these the photos I took in Macau under your orders, Hyung-nim?”
“That’s right.”
“How did you bring them in?”
They thoroughly searched not only the underwear but the entire body.
If he had brought a memory stick, it would have been discovered immediately.