A Handsome K*nky Gangster Reporter - Chapter 81

#81

George, who was waiting nervously for the others, rubbed his hands to check if they were cold due to the extreme anxiety. He couldn’t stay still in even just for a moment and his chest felt stuffy. George frowned when he saw the person whom he hadn’t seen for a while.

“Why are you so late? Don’t you know that keeping time is the basis of our agreement?”

The person who appeared in front of George just shrugged at him complaining.

“What should I do with the strict rules today?”

“What about medicine? Why do you come empty-handed?”

George’s eyes trembled, seemingly uncomfortable. He wondered if this man has been recruited by the National Police Agency. This scene might have been a bait to catch himself. He turned pale with fear at the thought.

“Oh, how can you carry all that by yourself? Some statues will be delivered to your villa in two days. I put them there. Give me the money.”

“Don’t mess with me. I haven’t even checked the goods yet. Do you want my money first? Do you think I’m an easy person?”

“I heard you’re having an artist meeting soon. They deliberately sent it on that day. You should think about any ideas for that. Who would dare to hide drugs inside a work of art? Right?”

Part of what he said was true. On the contrary, if he buys artwork for a public meeting, he may be hiding his illegal activities.

George Abe cleared his throat and reached out his hand to the man.

“Give me a sample. They must have brought something.”

Hwiik-.

The man who whistled with his mouth smiled mischievously. George was asking for a powerful lust-inducing drug for himself now.

“Do you have a girlfriend? It seems that you won’t going to spend the passionate night with the noble crown princess. Who else this time?”

“Oh, you don’t need to know about it. Just give it to me.”

The colorless medicine bottle from the suspicious man’s hand was handed to George. Judging from the label which looked like a foreign language label, it was clear that the medicine in question was actually banned by the imperial family.

Click. Click.

Turd, who took photos at the scene of the suspicious transaction, thought with all of his braincells.

‘Even if he and I are the consort’s people. The situation is different. Why can’t we at least gain any benefit?”

George Abe was a nobleman and he was just a commoner. Turd didn’t have the power or wealth of a powerful family. Then, wouldn’t it be more advantageous for him to take a large share of George as bait at the site of this transaction?

‘There is a story that the boss of Golden Wild Goose Daily always talks about.’

“Never take bribes from interviewees! We must always be wary of when the pen becomes a weapon.”

The president of the newspaper company emphasized reporter morality to their employees. Thanks to this, the bribes received so far were cut off suddenly, and the condition of Turd’s pocket wasn’t good. In front of him came a golden opportunity like this.

The suspicious man disappeared, and George Abe came to his senses and turned in the opposite direction. Turd walked quickly and followed George’s steps from behind.

“Wait! His Highness the Prince! Uh…”

Turd put his hand on his chest and breathed hard for a while, finally took a breath and said.

“Let us have a deal.”

A man, who appeared out of the blue, asked for a deal. From the direction where he appeared, it was obvious that he witnessed the location of the transaction by the health department. But there won’t be any evidence, so he could just deal with him easily.

“What, what kind of deal?”

“I heard your conversation about importing medicine from abroad just now, which was actually banned by the imperial family.”

“What? Huh?! Did you see that? Do you have any proof?”

‘Judging from his clothes, he is an ordinary person with no money. A lowly human who couldn’t even be told to hand over his belongings to himself. How dare a commoner raise his head like this and talk to a noble.’ George’s face creased.

Turd ignored his cold gaze and recounted the situation he had witnessed earlier calmly.

“I took photos. They’ll send the statues in two days, correct?”

“Photos? If it’s a photo…. Are you that sh*tty newspaper reporter?”

“Haha. You guess right.”

“Who are you? How much do you know?”

Turd put his hand near his face. He rubbed his thumb and index finger slowly while expressing his desire openly.

“I’ll keep my mouth sealed if I have a few bags of gold coins. I would eliminate evidence. I will block articles that will come out in the future as well. What do you think?”

George laughed out loud at the shameless commoner who threatened him. He scratched his itchy forehead.

“Ha! See how much of a b*st*rd you are?”

When George clapped twice, five large men appeared from behind the building as well as the pile of garbage.

“You think I would come to a place like this completely on my own?”

George turned around and ordered them briefly.

“Take the camera and get rid of this thing. Perhaps, you can cut him into small pieces and feed it to the fish.”

Turd shouted hurriedly to the Prince Geoge abe, who was about to leave the place.

“Well, I’m on the same side as yours.”

“What did you say?”

“I’m also only working at this newspaper on His Majesty’s orders. Trust me!”

His cold gaze stayed on Turd’s face for a moment. A smirk appeared on George’s lips and then disappeared again in an instant. He immediately signaled at the big men to get rid of Turd through his eyes and turned away from them. He didn’t feel the need to trust the words of a commoner.

‘D*mn. As expected, the nobles are all equally selfish.’

Turd swallowed and slowly retreated. The approaching men looked terrifying, and there was a sense of crisis that his life would be over if he get caught. Turd picked up the items scattered around him to throw them at the men carelessly. However, there was no way those big men would be afraid of a slender man like him.

“Oh, don’t come any closer! I’ve already handed over the evidence to someone else. If I disappear tomorrow, your master will be reported to the authorities. You’ll be doomed as well! You know that?”

Turd’s obvious lies never fooled people who have thick bones. Cold sweat ran down Turd’s back.

“Mr. Man!”

Inwardly, ‘X is done!’ He regretted and ran with all his might in the opposite direction without the camera attached. Turd continued ran for a long time, but he ended up in a dead-end after a while. His attempt of escape has failed.

The rough muscular hand grabbed the back of his head, and finally Turd’s thin body, which looked like dried anchovy, was thrown mercilessly on the ground.

“He-Help me! I’ll hand over all the evidence! Please don’t k*ll me!”

His face was pressed against the messy floor, and it tasted like dirt on the tip of Turd’s tongue. Normally, he would be afraid of this environment because of his neat personality. He couldn’t even afford to do so now.

The dagger was swung in the air and shone sparklingly. When Turd thought he was dead now, he heard screams from all over the directions. With a sound that broke the wind, the man who was weighing down Turd’s body fell sideways.

Huh? Is there anyone coming to save me?’

In contrast to Turd’s wishes, another new man was also weighing down his body. Someone tied the ropes around his wrists and ankles quickly.

“Don’t kill him first. Take the traitor to the safehouse!”

Men dressed with black scorpions embroidered on their shoulders standing around Turd.

* * *

On the way to the prison, the drink I’d had in the morning felt like it was being spit out out of force, so I had to stop for a moment to settle my stomach. According to Philip, our newspaper employee, Turd Payne, was someone who had been employed by the empress. All this time everything I thought about him was capable and good was just acting.

“Somehow, I thought it was strange.”

What kind of person in the world works at a big newspaper company with good welfare and moves to a new newspaper company that could disappear sometime? Either he had a big fight with the people there, or he left the room with big motivations. I believe the reason was most likely the latter.

“I was betrayed again.”

I was betrayed by an employee whom I trusted for a while. My face stiffened. Claude sat beside me.

“Noona, is there someone else who betrayed you besides that new employee? May I ask who it is?”

“Who are you talking about?”

“No, I’m just… Oh no.”

He tried not to say anything. I followed Phillip diligently after leaving the useless Claude behind. I thought it was a small building, but the path inside was quite complicated. I think it would be difficult for a person who came for the first time to get out of this road. After going down for a long time, I arrived at a prison that smelled disgusting.

“Here.”

At the direction of Phillip’s finger that he showed to me with a smile, there was Turd Payne who was tied to a chair and the pupils of his eyes were bulging out. He seemed to have been tortured last night. He could barely hold on to his consciousness and was moaning thoughtlessly.

I walked up to the cold bar.

“Turd. Will you tell me the truth?”

Are you really the Empress’s man? You joined our newspaper to catch my weakness? So far he looked good-hearted and sincere, so I think he would fit in well with Mary. I couldn’t believe the fact that he was an *ss*ole. He was also also a good educated sc*m.

Phillip’s men sprayed cold water on Turd’s face. Then, the consciousness returned to his eyes for a moment.

“B….oss?”

“Yes, Turd. It’s me.”

“Right, boss! Help! These people are crazy!”

“…I’ll get you out of jail according to your answer. Did you really betray our newspaper company?”

Turd’s eyes subsided coldly at my words. He told me without thinking about my feelings of having been betrayed.

“What, are you involved with those b*st*rds?”

I felt Turd’s terrible contempt and anger. He gritted his teeth and argued with me.

“Hey. Don’t pretend to be innocent. You’re also stuck with those lowly guys, but somewhere you’re pretending to be a virtuous person all by yourself. Are you the only reporter here? Oh!”

It seemed that I never gave him excessive instructions as the chief director. Why was Turd so angry with me?

i stared at him without saying anything. Then, Turd opened his mouth again.

“This is why I can’t talk to my parents about the things I met well. Hey, I could aso act like you if I can ran a newspaper as a hobby using my parents’ money and worked as a reporter. Do you think you’re the only person who has a great sense of justice?”

The saying that it’s good to meet your parents.

Yes, I admit it. Compared to my previous life, I met my mother who loved me, so it was a good thing that I met her.

However, I didn’t use much of my mother’s money when I was going to open this newspaper company. Thanks to the book ‘The Red’ that I published, I was able to secure enough funds to start my business. Therefore, it seemed that Turd misunderstood that I was just fooling around by being a journalist with my parents’ money.

“Turd. There’s one thing you don’t know. I’m the author of The Red.”

“…What…?”

“When the book became a huge hit, I laid the foundation for the newspaper. Yeah, let’s just say the money was misunderstood. What don’t you like about how I became a journalist?”

How could he thought I have feigned innocence and virtue all this time? I thought, ‘Let’s see what you want.’

Turd, who was lost in thought with his mouth open, bit his lip softly after noticing my sharp gaze and expressed his grievances.

“Do you remember what I used to always tell to my employees?”

“What was it?”

“I told you not to act so that you don’t embarrass reporters.”

It was that. When asked what a clove was, he even added the explanation that it was a foreign word and meant face. I always advise my employees not to lie to their conscience and threaten people with articles.

Turd burst out laughing and twisted his tied body to the chair from side to side.

“We have to intimidate the rich capitalists and nobles with chivalry and extort money so that ordinary reporters like us can live to fend for ourselves. You monopolize good things like cameras, so why can’t you come up with that? Are you naive, or are you a princess who knows nothing about the world?”

I coudln’t do it because I knew the consequences. I didn’t. I didn’t want to be that kind of reporter in this world. I’ve experienced enough of that in my previous life.

‘I was fed up by that and decided that I wouldn’t be a reporter if I were born again. I did this in this world as well.’

It was difficult to figure whether what I learned was all a steal, or it was due to my greed to become a slightly different reporter in this life.