Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 249 Borrowing a Knife (4K)

Lin Zheling glanced at him expressionlessly, seemingly without any emotion, but this look unexpectedly made Jiang Zhentai feel at ease. He subconsciously touched his chest and let out a long sigh.

He wanted to reach out and touch the papermaking copper plate, but Lin Zheling quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.

Lin Zheling frowned, his face full of bitterness and hatred. He picked up the copper plate and glanced at it briefly. After confirming it, his expression became very serious, "President Li, where are the other three?"

"Hey," Jiang Zhentai gently pulled the bottom of his suit, with a hint of sarcasm in his words, "Be a little polite."

Li You smiled slightly, not paying attention to Lin Zheling's words, "At present, there is only this piece. If Detective Lin is not satisfied, you can return this piece first. Maybe it will be complete in a few days."

Ever since his wife was killed, Lin Zheling's tone has always been cold. "How did President Li find something that even the police department couldn't find after searching for so long?"

"I have the Kinmen Group," Li You said leisurely, leaning back in his chair. "If Detective Lin doesn't understand the power of the Kinmen Group in Seoul, you can ask Detective Jiang."

Lin Zheling paused for a few seconds, "President Li, do you know the location of the other three pieces?"

"Or news about Che Qicheng."

"You can't get hot tofu in a hurry, Detective Lin, don't be impatient. I didn't call you two here to give you free help," Li You said with a smile on his face, "You have to help me do something."

Lin Zhering didn't know what Li You wanted him to do, but since he said so, Li You must have related information or other papermaking copper plates in his hands.

Although Lin Zheling was extremely reluctant, he also knew that if he wanted to continue the investigation, he had to reach some kind of tacit understanding with Li You.

He was silent for a moment, and after weighing the pros and cons, a smile appeared stiffly on his iron face, "President Li, please speak."

"Chief Song of the National Intelligence Service has been unfriendly to our Kinmen Group recently," Li You said with a slight smile, "and he also accepted some things from others and deliberately hindered us."

"The most important thing is that he has been instructing the National Intelligence Service to hinder your mission behind your back," Li You glanced at Jiang Zhentai, "Detective Jiang was sent to hinder you because his superiors received orders from the National Intelligence Service."

Li You stared at Lin Zheling, "You should be able to contact your superiors and report this matter to them, so that they can understand the obstruction of the National Intelligence Service to us."

Lin Zheling understood. He looked at Jiang Zhentai silently, turned around and walked to the corner to make a phone call.

"Is there any progress?"

In order to reduce the risk of exposure, according to regulations, there was no address between the two persons and the conversation was concise and to the point.

"We found a copper plate," Lin Zheling kept an eye on Li You and Jiang Zhentai, "We got it from Li You, the chairman of the Kinmen Group."

"Li You?" The person on the other end of the line was Minister Li, who had met Li You. He was stunned for a few seconds and frowned slightly. "Does he have the other three copper plates as well?"

"Not sure," Lin Zheling shook his head and whispered, "I can't find out."

"But he seems to know something we don't and has some plans."

He repeated Li You's words to Minister Li, who was silent for a long time on the other end of the phone. After weighing the interests involved, he answered him, "I understand. He wants us to help him deal with the South Korean National Intelligence Service."

"Can it be done?"

"Please wait a moment," Minister Li frowned, "This matter is of great importance. I need to report it to my superiors. I will call you back as soon as I have finished the report."

"Yes."

Minister Li hung up the phone and quickly dialed a number on the landline on the table, "Commissioner."

"what's up?"

"The people carrying out the mission in the south reported that one of the copper plates for papermaking has been found, but the location of the other copper plates has not yet been determined."

"Not confirmed yet?"

"It may be in the hands of the chairman of the Seoul Golden Gate Group. He wants us to put pressure on the National Intelligence Service through formal channels."

"I met this man at the welcoming banquet over there, and he told me through Lin Zheling," Minister Li quickly explained, "South Korea's National Intelligence Service also intervened in this matter and targeted the papermaking copperplate, and also targeted the Kinmen Group."

The person on the other end of the phone did not hesitate, but smiled kindly and said, "Since we have a common enemy, we can naturally be friends. There is no problem with this."

"But you must make sure to retrieve or have the other three copper plates destroyed in person."

Neither of them mentioned whether the people carrying out the mission were trustworthy. Those who were sent to the south had to pass the most stringent loyalty test.

"Then I will immediately pass the message to the activists."

"Don't you know that guild president? Talk to him in person."

"But." Minister Li hesitated. This was undoubtedly an act of violating discipline.

The person on the other end of the phone interrupted him with a smile, "He asked us to do something, and he also wanted us to see his sincerity. The soldiers have no problem carrying out the mission, but the negotiation is a lot worse."

Minister Li thought about it and realized that this was the situation. He then nodded slightly and said, "I understand."

In Li You's office, Lin Zheling stood not far away, quietly waiting for a call, while Jiang Zhentai kept trying to get close to Li You.

But I've almost exhausted all the questions, but I haven't received any response. They're all meaningless topics.

Jiang Zhentai was helpless, and remembered what his sister-in-law Park Minrong said, and walked forward with a smile, "President Nim, can you give me an autograph?"

"Signature?" Li You looked up at him.

"Yes," Jiang Zhentai smiled like a chrysanthemum, "My sister-in-law is your loyal supporter."

"Minister Zheng can testify!"

Zheng Zaizhong, who had lowered his eyes at the door, raised his head and looked at Jiang Zhentai in a daze. When he realized what he said, he nodded slightly, "I did hear it, President Nim."

Li You raised his eyebrows, tore off half a page of newspaper, and signed his name on the picture in the newspaper. "This is the only existing copy, Detective Jiang."

Jiang Zhentai laughed, thanked him repeatedly, and carefully put away the "signature newspaper".

As the two were chatting, Lin Zheling came over with his cell phone, "President Li, please answer the phone."

Li You sat in his office chair and picked up the phone. Hearing the voice from the other end of the phone, Li You smiled, "Minister Li."

"Chairman Lee," Minister Lee's tone was very enthusiastic, "I heard from Zhe Ling that the National Intelligence Service is not very friendly to us?"

"Indeed," Li You smiled calmly, "I just don't know if Minister Li is convenient to take action, so that Detective Lin can perform his mission more easily." "Convenient," Minister Li nodded gently, "but I still have to make it clear in advance, does President Li have any other things or information?"

"Of course," Li You revealed, "I still have a copperplate for papermaking. Once the National Intelligence Service behaves itself, I can give it to Detective Lin."

Minister Li was overjoyed and said sincerely, "Thank you very much, Chairman Li. We will handle the matter with the National Intelligence Service."

"Also, Zhe Ling is alone in Seoul. If he needs any help, I hope Chairman Li can help him a little."

Li You responded with a smile and said politely, "No problem, Detective Lin, if you have anything, you can come to me. I will definitely help if I can."

He handed the phone back to Lin Zheling and watched him go to the side to accept Minister Li's arrangement. Then he looked at Jiang Zhentai, "Detective Jiang should know how to solve this matter, right?"

Jiang Zhentai smiled bitterly, "This kind of thing will naturally rot in my stomach."

Li You laughed, "This is not something a righteous detective should say."

Jiang Zhentai shook his head. "President Nim, you are too kind. I am not a righteous criminal policeman."

He sighed and said slowly, "I am notoriously poor in the police station. My life is extremely tight. I even embezzled half of the funds for this mission."

Lin Zheling, who had just hung up the phone, heard these words and looked at Jiang Zhentai speechlessly, but he had also been to Jiang Zhentai's house and understood some of the situation, so he knew that this was true.

Zheng Zhong laughed and nodded without saying anything else.

"Very good." Li You carefully observed him and confirmed that he was not lying. Then he waved his hand and said, "You can go back with Detective Lin first."

Looking at the backs of the two people, Li You smiled, not knowing whether he took Jiang Zhentai's words seriously.

Lin Zheling paused as he was leaving, and looked towards the secretary's office next to the president's office. After hesitating, he turned around and patted Jiang Zhentai, "Wait for me."

Not long after he went in, Li You happened to press the button on the table and called An Shangjiu from the secretary's office. Jiang Zhentai only saw Lin Zheling waiting there.

"President nim."

"Prepare 20 million yuan," Li You narrowed his eyes, "and send it directly to the home of the detective just now. See his reaction and see if there is any progress on what I told you before."

"If it's not right, you can do it."

An Shangjiu and Zheng Zhongzhong beside him lowered their heads with serious expressions. An Shangjiu raised his head and said, "There is one more thing. Lin Zheling wants your number."

Li You raised his eyebrows and said, "Just give him the office phone."

Perhaps because he got a copperplate for papermaking, Lin Zheling's attitude towards Jiang Zhentai was no longer as cold as when they first met.

They had already eaten in the evening, but they were hungry after running around, so they just found a small restaurant, had some snacks and drinks, and even chatted with each other about some familiar topics in each other's country.

For example, the gap between the rich and the poor in the south,
When a topic was mentioned, Jiang Zhentai's eyes widened, "Did you get Chairman Li's number?"

"It's not him," Lin Zheling put a business card on the table, "It should just be the secretary's office phone number, which is not very useful."

Before he left, he did ask An Sang-gu, who was sitting in the secretary's office, for Li You's phone number, but An Sang-gu just gave him a business card with a landline number and took his mobile phone number.

It seemed natural for Lin Zheling to ask An Shangjiu for his phone number in order to get some latest news.

At that time, An Shangjiu went to see Li You. After coming back, he looked at Lin Zheling meaningfully for a long time, and finally gave him his business card.

Although it is a personal business card, it only has the position and name, plus a landline number.

Jiang Zhentai weighed the business card, sighed and laughed, feeling that the world is unpredictable.

They had been searching for so many days and finally found a few places where they might be able to do their work, but they ended up looking around and found nothing, and they almost got into trouble.

Li You only needs to give an order, and the entire Kinmen Group will work hard for him.
Jiang Zhentai is not jealous at all. A person should do what he is capable of. His current goal is to support his family as quickly as possible. He doesn't want to care about justice or any secrets.

As night falls, Seoul's nightlife officially begins, but the two have no intention of going out for fun.

Jiang Zhentai dragged his tired body and led Lin Zheling back to his building. The building was compact and slightly old.

He gently took out the key, inserted it into the back door lock and turned it gently, but when he pushed open the door, he felt something was wrong.

The dim light in the house cast a silhouette of a man in a neat suit sitting in the living room. The figure was not unfamiliar, they had even seen him an hour ago.

"Secretary An," Jiang Zhentai smiled bitterly, looking at his wife, daughter, and sister-in-law who were sitting obediently on the sofa.

The three of them were obviously a little nervous, and Jiang Zhentai was naturally in a heavy mood. As a policeman operating in a gray area, he knew very well that his life was not bright and upright.

An Shangjiu smiled and said, "You two are finally back."

He lifted the not-so-heavy box at his feet and placed it on the coffee table. He was about to open it, but Jiang Zhentai came forward and held him down repeatedly.

An Shangjiu understood what he meant and let go of his hand to give him some time.

"You go back to your rooms first," Jiang Zhentai looked at the three people on the sofa. They stood up with a sense of relief, looked at Jiang Zhentai with some worry, and went into their respective rooms.

"This is the president's intention. It's a small token of our appreciation for Detective Jiang's keeping the secret," An Sangjiu narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Jiang Zhentai in front of him, and opened the box.

The box was filled with heavy banknotes. The light shone on the money in the box, giving off a glow of desire.

Jiang Zhentai's heart beat violently, he knew what this meant.

But he still struggled internally, on the one hand, he had a sense of responsibility for his family, on the other hand,
The cash box was heavy, and looked as if it was filled with a heavy burden of sin.

He knew what the money meant, but the pressure of reality made it difficult for him to refuse easily. After a long while, he took a deep breath and made a decision.

After Jiang Zhentai gasped heavily for a few times, he took the box and felt the weight of the money in his hands.

"Thank you Secretary An," Jiang Zhentai grinned, "and thank you President Nim."

"There are some things," An Shangjiu smiled, "President Li has always respected the police profession. He also knows that Detective Jiang is eloquent and has many friends in his more than ten years of criminal police career. I wonder if there is a chance to introduce him to us?"

"Of course there are," Jiang Zhentai agreed repeatedly, with a hint of helplessness and self-mockery in his voice.

(End of this chapter)