Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 314: Shadow over Jeju Island

The sunlight on Jeju Island is particularly dazzling on the low walls of the cement factory. The strong light reflects a blinding light on the exposed concrete.

The heavy roar of machines continued to echo inside the factory, dust was flying, and the Kinmen security guards in plain clothes were busy pouring cement into buckets. The air was filled with a strong smell of cement.

Officials from the Jeju City Government were invited to a dim room where the air was filled with damp and moldy smells.

A not-so-thick iron door separated them from the outside world, and the only window was closely guarded by two armed security guards. They could only see the blurry world outside through the glass covered with dead insects and dust.

Mayor Jiang has finally calmed down now, but there is still fear on his face and his eyes reveal uncertainty about the future.

"Mayor," an official holding a briefcase sighed, "Chairman Li..."

Mayor Jiang shook his head and said, "Don't think about anything bad."

"It's been so long," someone said in a low voice, "Hasn't anyone noticed that we can't contact each other?"

"I don't know," Mayor Jiang confessed, "Chairman Li dared to do this, which means he has made preparations, but I don't think he will kill us. He may even give us benefits."

"Will he do us any good?"

"You've forgotten how we usually treat our subordinates?" Mayor Jiang laughed bitterly. "It's common to give them a beating and then a sweet treat."

"One more thing," Mayor Jiang warned, "Don't think about doing anything to provoke Chairman Li. That kind of thing will only send our entire family down."

"We understand." There was a pause in the room, and someone said, "Mayor, what do you think Chairman Li's people are doing now?"

"What else can they do?" Mayor Jiang found a slightly drier place to sit down. "They are probably trying to seize Zhang Dacheng's business."

"Can it really work?"

"Jang Dae-sung has such deep roots in Jeju Island"

"In the face of money and power, Zhang Dacheng's foundation is nothing."

"Too."

While they were discussing in low voices, Li You had already left Sandali and arrived at a hotel in the center of Jeju City.

There are already people waiting here who have been contacted in advance.

"President Li, I'm Ha Quanzhong."

"I'm."

Three men in suits and leather shoes greeted Li You respectfully, "Welcome to Jeju Island. We haven't been able to visit you these past two days."

"You're welcome, three prosecutors," Li You said with a smile, "I've already told you about what happened before. I need your help."

"Chairman Li, just give us your orders," Ha Quanzhong, as the chief prosecutor, was the leader among the three of them. He patted his chest and assured, "Chairman Li can come to us if he has anything to ask in Jeju Island."

"Then I'll be frank," Li You said with a smile on his face, "Zhang Dacheng is dead, and I'm going to take away all his assets on Jeju Island."

"Zhang Dacheng is dead"

Since Li You blocked the news, no one in Jeju City has received the news yet, and the three prosecutors are all confused.

"I have caught the murderer," Li You said with a smile, "two Japanese yakuza."

"Two Japanese Yakuza." The three prosecutors looked at each other.

Li You lit a cigarette and threw the lighter to Yin Zhiyou. He looked at the three prosecutors again and said, "Whether you want to take over this matter depends on what you think."

They didn't want it, and Li Youye had other candidates. The reason he chose them was just because they were of the same class as Park Tae-soo.

He Quanzhong gritted his teeth and nodded, "Leave it to us, President Nim."

"Very good." Li You's eyes were clearly visible in the smoke. "The person will be sent to the Procuratorate soon. You three can go back and wait first."

"President Li," He Quanzhong said blankly, "then we need..."

"I need you to maintain the stability of Jeju Island and prevent the remnants of Zhang Dacheng from causing trouble," Li You said calmly, "If you see a place guarded by Kinmen, remember to retreat."

While Ha Quanzhong was hesitating, Yoon Jiwoo glanced at the message on his phone, leaned over and whispered, "Chief Quan and his men have already sent the people to the cement factory."

Li You smiled and said, "He is quite suitable here."

"There is one more thing, Chairman Li," Yoon Ji-woo said, "All the leaders heard what those officials said."

"what did you say?"

After listening to Yoon Ji-woo's description, Li You nodded with satisfaction. Mayor Jiang is a sensible man.

"I understand," He Quanzhong nodded, "Please leave this matter to us, President Li, please rest assured."

"Thank you very much," Li You said with a smile, "I'll come to Seoul for tea when I have the chance."

After sending the three prosecutors away, Li You also took the phone that Yin Zhiyou was talking on and said, "You can arrange for someone to send it to the prosecutor's office later. You can do it openly."

"Also, observe the state of the city government officials. If there are any stubborn ones, don't let them go."

Jeon Jae-jun nodded solemnly in the cement factory. He couldn't afford to make mistakes at this time. "I understand, President Nim."

After hanging up the phone, the Kinmen security personnel who had called Quan Jae-joon in advance drove an empty truck into the gate of the cement factory. The heavy wheels rolled over the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

After the car stopped, the surrounding Kinmen security personnel quickly stepped forward.

Hanada and Nakata, two Japanese gangsters, were roughly dragged out of the carriage by Kinmen security personnel like cargo. Their hands and feet were tightly tied with ropes, making them unable to struggle.

During the dragging process, they gradually came to their senses.

"where is this place?"

The calm question received no response, and Nakata and Hanada looked confused.

The Kinmen security personnel who were dragging them stopped, grabbed two rags from the corner of the factory, and stuffed them into their mouths in front of their eyes.

The pungent smell made the two of them whimper continuously.

Their hearts nearly jumped out of their chests when the door was suddenly and roughly pushed open.

They were dragged in front of Jeon Jae-jun, who was wearing a suit. Jeon Jae-jun looked at them coldly and waved his hand casually, "Chairman Nim has already sent them away. Just take them directly to the prosecutor's office."

After Quan Jae-jun waved his hand and gave the order, the two people who had just been pulled in were dragged to the side, ready to be loaded onto the truck at any time.

Of course, the officials also heard the noise. They glanced at the two men curiously through the window, but no one dared to say anything.

Quan Zaijun walked over with a smile, "These are the murderers who killed Zhang Dacheng. The chairman has decided to send them to the procuratorate and let the law judge them."

Mayor Jiang forced a smile, "As expected of Chairman Li, he caught the murderer so quickly."

"Don't worry, you guys." Quan Zaijun startled the officials inside. He smiled and looked at the officials' expressions. After confirming that there were no stubborn people, he waved his hand and said, "Don't get me wrong. The president said that everyone can go off work as usual tonight."

Mayor Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. "Please thank Chairman Li for me, all the directors. Besides, we are not in a hurry to get off work. Is there anything we can do to help Chairman Li?"

"That's true," Jeon Jae-jun stroked his chin, "Just don't hold this against the president in the future."

"We won't do that," Mayor Jiang said with cold sweat on his back. "We all understand the president's good intentions. He doesn't want us to be found by the thugs."

Although it was full of nonsense, Quan Zaijun wanted this effect. He nodded happily, and his previous indifference was no longer visible. "I feel relieved when President Jiang said so."

"You will be able to leave soon. When you go back, remember to think carefully about the cooperation in the development of Jeju Island, and don't think about other messy things." After leaving some people to guard the officials, Quan Jae-jun personally led his men to the hotel where Zhang Dacheng's men were currently gathered.

The sunshine of Jeju Island sprinkled on the resort hotel like broken gold, the prosperity and laughter of the past were ruthlessly swallowed up, and the broken glass windows were particularly dazzling in the sun.

The hotel lobby used to be brightly lit and bustling with people, but now there are only a few wisps of cold wind blowing through it. The spiral staircase is covered with bullet holes, and the crystal chandelier in the center of the hall is crumbling, but only vaguely can one see the former refinement and luxury.

By the hotel's swimming pool, the sun umbrellas were folded, the lounge chairs were overturned, and broken toys and forgotten book pages were floating on the water.

Some of the house numbers in the guest room area had been covered and erased by bullet holes, leaving only twisted metal fragments. Looking through the half-open doors, bloodstains were still not dried in many places.

The atmosphere in the hotel was frozen. Dayou was standing in front of Zhang Dacheng's body with a sad face, looking directly at Zhang Dacheng's past glory and the silence of the moment.

He has been standing here for a while and has not left for a long time.

Zhang Dacheng changed into a neat suit, covering the several bullet wounds on his body, but his face was like a blank sheet of paper with all the life sucked out of it, with a hint of deathly silence in the emptiness, and his eyes were tightly closed, escaping from the hustle and bustle of the world.

"Get out of the way!" A rude shout broke the silence.

The yellow-haired Jiang Zhihu was only wearing a shirt, with no buttons fastened. The bandage wrapped around his abdomen was a bit bloody, and the bloody color was even more dazzling under the incandescent light of the hotel.

Jiang Zhihu looked at Zhang Dacheng's body, and his eyes were filled with grief and anger towards Nakata and Hanada.

He turned his head sharply to look at Otomo, "Did you find those two people?"

Otomo shook his head, looked out the window in silence, and silently put on his sunglasses.

"Then let's go to Japan!" Jiang Zhihu clenched his fist and smashed it against the wall next to him. Even if it tore the wound on his abdomen, he didn't care at all. "Even if they hide underground, we must dig them out!"

Otomo nodded silently and spoke in a hoarse voice, "I have already booked a flight to Japan and will be back tonight."

He raised his hand and patted the young man on the shoulder. "You stay here and take care of Brother Dacheng's funeral. I will avenge him."

As the two were talking, the guard outside the door rushed into the morgue and said, "Brother Zhihu, the police haven't come yet."

"The police didn't come?" Jiang Zhihu frowned. "So many people called the police. Have you asked why?"

This is obviously abnormal. Such a big thing happened, and Zhang Dacheng is not a small figure. Why didn't the police come?

"I heard that the procuratorate gave a warning and the police were not allowed to come here to investigate."

"Prosecutor's Office?" Jiang Zhihu looked a little timid. "Why would they cooperate with the Japanese?"

Jiang Zhihu suddenly realized that there might be more than just their and the Japanese forces on Jeju Island.

If Li You brings more people than those in the open, the Jeju Island underworld, which has lost its backbone Zhang Dacheng, will be swallowed up by him.

As he was talking, the sound of a car was heard. Jiang Zhihu's face changed in shock. He took a few steps to the window without glass and saw a row of cars roaring towards him.

Many of those cars were provided by them to today's inspection team.

"Everyone get ready!" Jiang Zhihu shouted, "The people from the Kinmen Group are coming!"

He rarely saw fear and deep fatigue on the faces of his men.

A row of black cars slowly pulled up in front of the resort hotel, which was once a peaceful place but is now the site of a gunfight.

The car door opened, and a murderous aura emanated from it.

The elite members of Kinmen Security jumped out swiftly and found cover first.

All the Kinmen security personnel had cold and serious expressions on their faces. Each of them was equipped with a gun and wore a bulletproof vest.

Jiang Zhihu still had some sense. He fired a shot into the sky from the hotel window and shouted, "What do you want to do?"

Jeon Jae-joon raised an eyebrow, "According to our chairman's orders, catch the murderer who killed Chairman Zhang."

"This is Jeju Island," Jiang Zhihu suppressed his anger, "We can catch the murderer here, there is no need for you to come here."

"I don't think you have any intention of catching the murderer," Quan Zaijun sneered, "We have already caught the two Japanese and found out their identities."

"You caught them?" Dayou, who was standing nearby, could no longer hold back. He rushed to the window and looked down. "Where are they?"

"It has been sent to the Prosecutor's Office," Jeon Jae-jun said with a smile, his voice spreading in the empty space outside the hotel, "Don't doubt our Jinmen Group's friendship towards you."

He took the loudspeaker from his men, who had gotten it from somewhere, and said at a higher volume, "We have caught the murderer who killed Zhang Dacheng for you. Now we suspect there is a traitor among you!"

The hotel was a bit chaotic, and Quan Zaijun continued to speak drastically, "You all have families too, don't let your death be unclear because of an insider, our Kinmen Group promises..."

He promised a lot of things that Li You allowed, in order to break the will of these defeated soldiers inside.

"We also learned from the murderer that one of you is Japanese and had seen the murderer last night and murdered a witness."

Seeing that there was no sound inside, Quan Zaijun put down the speaker.

As they were talking, the security staff of Kinmen had already made the final arrangements in front of the gate. Everything was ready.

Quan Jae-jun waved his hand, and the Kinmen security personnel poured into the hotel like a tide, preparing to launch an attack from different directions at the same time.

They held their guns against their sides, ready to respond to any threat that might arise.

As soon as he entered the hall, Quan Jae-jun started laughing.

Jiang Zhihu, the second in command of Zhang Dacheng's faction, and Dayou, a Japanese yakuza taken in by Zhang Dacheng, are now sitting on the broken sofa in the hall with guns pointed at them from behind.

"That's right," Quan Zaijun waved his hand with a smile, and the Kinmen security personnel quickly stepped forward and confiscated the guns from Zhang Dacheng's group.

At the same time, he also took over Kang Shik-ho and Dae-woo.

Jiang Zhihu stared at Quan Zaijun, "You guys didn't attack your allies..."

A deafening gunshot rang out. Jeon Jae-jun blew away the gun smoke from the muzzle and looked at Otomo, "Do you have anything to say?"

"I want to go back to Japan," Dayou said to himself, as if he hadn't seen Jiang Zhihu's death. "I want to avenge Dacheng."

"I've already told you," Quan Zaijun raised his eyebrows, "We've already dumped the murderer into the prosecutor's office."

"That's not the real murderer," Otomo said with fierce eyes, "Nomura and Nishino are, I'm going to go back and kill them."

"Nomura and Nishino?"

"The president and vice president of the Hanabishi-kai."

"I see," Quan Jae-joon narrowed his eyes. When he saw the other people from Zhang Dacheng's group being imprisoned in the room, he waved his hand to signal them to untie them.

"I'll spare your life this time and let you take revenge."

Otomo walked in a hurry. After being roughly expelled by Kinmen security, he almost staggered into Jeju International Airport, accompanied by his only two remaining men.

His clothes were tattered and bloodstained, which made him look particularly out of place at the airport. Otomo didn't even have time to change his clothes before he was rushed over. He could only go to the bathroom to wash the blood off his body and spend money to change into clean clothes.

When boarding the plane, Otomo looked back and felt that this once beautiful paradise was no longer his home.

An inexplicable sadness welled up in his heart. Perhaps an old gangster like him was no longer fit to live a good life.

The plane flew over Jeju Island. Dayou kept looking down through the window. Jeju Island below was gradually swallowed up by the night.

Maybe it's a psychological effect, or maybe it's because he's old and his eyes are blurry, but Otomo always feels that Jeju Island is shrouded in a shadow.

(End of this chapter)