The next day, the news of Yo-han\’s apparent suicide had spread like wildfire. It seemed like the world was devouring the headlines that proclaimed him as guilty of his numerous wrongdoings. His name was plastered across every news outlet, his downfall the topic of countless conversations. The public was divided between those who mourned the loss of a once-celebrated figure and those who reveled in the fall of a man they considered a monster.
In her dimly lit room, Sun-ah sat on the edge of her bed, her face hidden behind a veil of despair. Her trembling hands clutched the remote control as she switched off the television.
\”It\’s fine,\” she whispered to herself, her voice almost inaudible. \”It\’s fine because I was going to kill him anyway.\”
On the other side of the city, the members of the Special Revenge Force (SRF) gathered in a clandestine meeting room, their expressions a mixture of relief and triumph.
\”It\’s finally over,\” one of the SRF men murmured, his words echoing the sentiments of the room.
\”This is a momentous occasion,\” he began, his tone uncertain. \”Perhaps it\’s time to mark our victory.\”
He suggested holding an event in Yo-han\’s courtroom, a symbolic gesture to commemorate their triumph. The idea hung in the air, the room filled with mixed reactions.
Some nodded in agreement, while others exchanged wary glances. Yo-han\’s courtroom had been a place of suffering for many, a dark chapter in their lives that they had struggled to close.
On the other side of the city, Ga-On\’s eyes fluttered open as he slowly regained consciousness. His vision was hazy, but it quickly cleared to reveal familiar faces by his bedside.
Elijah, the housekeeper and Yo-Han\’s lackey were gathered around him, their expressions a mix of relief and concern.
The moment Ga-On was awake, his first question burst forth, filled with urgency and determination, \”Did you catch Sun-ah and Justice Min? I\’ll catch them myself.\” He made an attempt to hop out of bed, but the grip of Yo-Han\’s lackey, who struggled to hold him back, was surprisingly strong.
Elijah\’s tears flowed freely, and her voice quivered with heartbreak as she sought answers, \”Why, Ga-On? Why did you do it?\”
\”Elijah, it\’s not Ga-On\’s fault. He was misguided by Justice Min.\” Lackey\’s words were an attempt to console her, to remind her that Ga-On, too, had been ensnared in the complex web of deceit and manipulation orchestrated by those in power.
\”I will make them pay,\” Ga-On cried, his frustration and helplessness weighing on him. The emotions overwhelmed him, and he suddenly fainted, his body giving way. But before he could touch the floor, the loyal subordinate was there, cradling him.
\”We are working on it, please do not do anything. Our team in the background is working,\” the lackey reassured him.
\”He needs rest,\” the housekeeper said, concern etched on her face.
Later that night, as the moon hung high in the sky, Ga-On slowly regained consciousness. He observed the housekeeper, who had fallen asleep on the bedside couch, snoring softly.
With careful precision, Ga-On made his way out of the mansion, determined to take matters into his own hands.
He went to the basement parking, and, with a sense of urgency, he meticulously searched for the tracker that he knew Elijah must have discreetly placed on the vehicle. Once located, he disposed it.
Ga-On then drove away from the mansion, leaving the secrecy and security of the place behind. He had a mission: to uncover the answers, bring those who had caused Yo-Han\’s downfall to account.
His destination: one of his parents\’ old houses, a place where he could plan and act without the fear of being tracked or watched.
The next day arrived, and newly appointed Chief Justice Min held a press conference in place of a formal inaugural event. He vowed to bring justice back, promising a new era for the judiciary.
The news outlets covered his achievements and vision extensively, and Chief Justice Min basked in the glow of the media attention, sitting in his office, pleased with the recognition.
However, his moment of satisfaction was short-lived. Suddenly, the door to his office swung open, and Ga-On stormed in, taking Chief Justice Min by surprise. Ga-On swiftly bound the chief justice\’s hands and gagged him, leaving him unable to call for help or resist.
\”Think of this as atonement for Yo-Han if you have a conscience left,\” Ga-On remarked with a steely resolve. He unzipped his jacket to reveal a bomb strapped to his chest, the gravity of the situation sinking in.
Ga-On squeezed his eyes shut, ready to trigger the bomb with a mere ten seconds on the timer. He waited, the seconds ticking away, with less than five remaining, when he was suddenly hit by a surprise and diffused the bomb.
On the television screen, Yo-Han began a live stream of a court proceeding. What made this broadcast astonishing was that not only the main SRF gang was present, but also their wives.
The sight of the live court, with Yo-Han very much alive and orchestrating the trial, left Ga-On stunned. In that moment, he cared little about what he had been doing, his sole focus now consumed by the reappearance of Yo-Han.
In the courtroom, Amid the chaos and the desperate scramble for the exit, Yo-Han\’s mind raced back to the church fire, where these very same individuals had clawed their way to safety.
The moment Ga-On arrived on the scene, the conspirators began to beg him for salvation. Ga-On, however, paid them no heed and instead implored Yo-Han to reconsider.
\”Are you really going to leave Elijah to die with this trash?\” Ga-On asked.
Yo-Han, with a somber expression, explained that it had to be this way. \”The actor has to leave once the performance is over.\”
Unwilling to accept this grim fate, Ga-On offered himself, \”I\’ll go with you.\”
Yo-Han\’s gaze lingered on Ga-On for a long, poignant moment. \”You be the hero,\” he said, his voice filled with resignation. \”I\’m enough as the devil.\”
With a swift, abrupt movement, Yo-Han grabbed Ga-On and hurled him out into the hall, slamming the door shut behind him.
On the other side, Ga-On screamed Yo-Han\’s name in desperation, struggling against the determined bomb squad trying to pull him to safety.
As the seconds ticked away, the number on the bomb\’s timer teaches a chilling ten million. A sinister smirk played on Yo-Han\’s lips as he pressed the detonator.
The room erupted in a violent explosion, the force of it throwing Ga-On and the rest of the team backward. Ga-On, in a state of shock and horror, could only scream Yo-Han\’s name, his voice lost in the deafening chaos of the detonation.
As night descended, Ga-On made his way to the mansion, a sense of urgency propelling him to find Elijah. When he reached her room, he found her wheelchair, but she was conspicuously absent.
His search led him to Yo-Han\’s room, where he stumbled upon a peculiar sight. There, on the table, stood a tower of cards, meticulously stacked. A set of courtroom blueprints lay on the chair, bearing notes and annotations.
The blueprints contained a hidden message, Yo-Han\’s way of communicating from beyond the grave. It detailed a secret emergency exit and how the magician should vanish from the scene. The final note held a cryptic message, \”My part is done. Now you have work to do.\”
Upon reading the message, Ga-On\’s relief was palpable, and he softly uttered, \”I am glad you are alive.\”
However, the relief was short-lived. Dizziness suddenly overcame him, causing the room to spin. Ga-On\’s vision blurred, and he teetered on the brink of collapse.
Just before he could hit the floor, the ever-vigilant housekeeper swiftly intervened, catching him in the nick of time.
Concerned for Ga-On\’s well-being, the housekeeper inquired, \”Ga-On, are you okay?\”
However, Ga-On\’s vision continued to fade, and his condition worsened.
Recognizing the urgency of the situation, the housekeeper made a quick call to the family doctor, summoning immediate medical attention to the mansion.
To be continued…
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