The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 133: Ironclad Evidence (22)

A residential area in Sinsa-dong, Gangnam-gu, Seoul.

The headlights came on at the intersection, and an unremarkable black Hyundai sedan turned into the alley.

Pei Yongjun glanced at the electric pole on the side of the road. The police camera hanging on the top was emitting a faint red light.

He slowed down the car, parked it in a blind spot where the camera was out of sight, and pushed the door open to get out.

It was already late at night, and there was not a single person in the empty alley. Most of the lights in the surrounding houses were turned off, and there was silence all around.

He walked slowly toward the darkest spot between the two street lamps, wearing gloves as he walked, until he reached the edge of the wall and stopped.

He estimated the height with his eyes, bent his knees and bent over, then suddenly pulled his slender body up, stretched out his arms, and grabbed the top of the wall with his palms.

Then, the muscles in his upper arms suddenly contracted, and he climbed up the two-meter-high wall in an instant. With another flip, he landed lightly in the courtyard.

The yard was a bit messy, with some miscellaneous items piled up randomly in the corners, swaying coldly in the winter night wind.

This is Zico, Yu Zhihao's home.

He had long since stopped living with his parents and had bought his own house and was living here. A few days ago, the District Procuratorate had searched this place, but they hadn't found anything significant.

Zico should be the outermost member of the entire gang and knows very little. The prosecution has given up on using him as the main breakthrough point and is trying hard to dig out some clues from Kwon Hyuk-soo.

However, the three of them said almost nothing. Apart from the overwhelming evidence of the burglary they committed, there was no progress in the case of the criminal alliance in the chat group.

At Zico's home, the owner is not at home and the police have left long ago. It has become a place where no one cares about it and it is extremely safe.

Pei Yongjun looked around, walked straight to the door, and took out a bunch of keys from his arms.

This was the key that Zico carried with him and was seized by the prosecution. Bae Yong-jun borrowed it from Jung Tae-ho.

Click click click.

The key was inserted into the keyhole inch by inch, the door lock clicked lightly, and the heavy security door was easily opened.

Pei Yongjun walked into the house. The house was even more messy, with signs of rummaging everywhere. He stepped over the messy debris on the floor and went straight to the second door on the left.

All the other doors were wide open for the search, and this door was the only one in the house that was locked.

He lowered his head and took a closer look. Only the door handle was spotless, as if it had been wiped not long ago.

Continue to use the key to unlock the door, push it open, and there is a staircase leading downwards. This is the entrance to the basement.

Pei Yongjun walked down the stairs step by step, turned two corners, and finally arrived at the door of the basement. What caught his eye was the dusty safe in the corner.

Continuing to use the key, the heavy metal door of the safe opened gently with a slight creaking sound.

Pei Yongjun opened the cabinet door and found a small box inside, which contained a slightly old notebook and several silver USB flash drives.

He looked through it for a moment and narrowed his eyes slightly.

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At Bae Young-jun's home in Gangnam District, Seoul City.

Pei Yongjun was sitting in front of the computer with a silver USB flash drive plugged in next to him, which he had just received from Zico's house.

The USB flash drive was set with a password, but after a moment's thought, Bae Yong-jun tried it with Jung Joon-young's mobile phone password, and it was unlocked immediately. Inside was a densely packed video file.

He opened a few of them and took a look. They were videos of them committing beastly acts and harming innocent people. Their screams and pleas were continuous, but their wild laughter could not be suppressed.

Ironclad evidence.

Three consecutive USB flash drives had the same contents. It seemed that the mobile phone password might be a secret code shared by these people, but the password of the fourth USB flash drive was different.

Pei Yongjun tried for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he had to put it aside for the time being.

The notebook spread out in front of him was filled with a name and a time, followed by words written in code.

Pei Yongjun flipped through the notebook for a while, thought for a moment, put it in the drawer and locked it.

He stood up, walked to the window, stretched his body, and looked at the time. It was already past three in the morning.

————Hangang Sports Newspaper, Daechi-dong, Gangnam-gu, Seoul

"You came quite early today." Pei Yongjun walked into the office area, glanced at Jin Zhicheng who had arrived early, and nodded, "Not bad."

"Hehe, you have to be more positive sometimes." Jin Zhicheng chuckled twice.

"How did yesterday's music show go? Let me see." Bae Yong-jun came to his side.

"Oh, I'll find it right away." Jin Zhicheng quickly found the photos taken yesterday.

Pei Yongjun slid the mouse and glanced at the page from top to bottom.

"How's it going, Team Leader? It should be OK."

"The photos are okay. Twice took quite a few." Bae Yong-jun said lightly. The first one was of Lim Nayeon's thigh.

"Hehe, um..." Jin Zhicheng scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

"Twice's comeback promotions are over, right?"

"Yes."

"Write a brief article commenting on Twice's comeback and sign your name." Bae Yong-jun let go of the mouse and stood up.

"Me? Okay!" This was Jin Zhicheng's first independently written news release. The previous photo news could only be considered as a photographer at best.

He agreed and started to work excitedly.

"Team Leader, Burning Sun has been shut down?" Liu Chengzhu's voice rang out. He hurried in from outside, holding his phone in his hand. "Did you see it?"

"It's been sealed off?" Jin Zhicheng also came over.

"Look, this was revealed in a post early this morning." He handed the phone to Jin Zhicheng.

"Team Leader, you...did you do this?" Liu Chengzhu saw something on Pei Yongjun's face. "You're not surprised at all."

"I was there last night. Who posted it?" Pei Yongjun nodded.

Jin Zhicheng handed him the phone again. On it was a hot post on the forum. The poster was a level 3 account called Gyeonggi-do Queen Flower.

"It feels like someone's fake account, like a sasaeng fan's style."

The description in the post was just a few words, and the tone was full of sarcasm towards Lee Seung-ri, as if it was the tone used by fans who had won a fight.

[Lee Seung-ri was taken away by the police. His face was swollen. I don’t know if your kind sister-in-law took care of him last night.]

[Just wait and see, there are some big melons, one by one]

"Ah, this guy stole our news." Liu Chengzhu frowned, "Team Leader, next time, no matter what time it is, just call me directly if there is news."

"It's okay, you can post about this later. I have the video I took here."

"Oh, okay." Liu Chengzhu nodded.

"By the way, why didn't Concubine En come?" He glanced at the empty seat of Concubine Quan En. Logically, she should have arrived a long time ago.

"I've asked for leave." Pei Yongjun replied.

"Oh." Liu Chengzhu nodded, turned around and began to prepare to write the manuscript.

"By the way, contact Julia again. Now that the nightclub is closed, she should be more willing to tell you."

"Okay, I'll contact her right away."

Pei Yongjun walked to the door and put on his coat. "You take care of everyone today. I have something to do outside. I have a party tonight and won't be back to the office."

"Yes, team leader."

Pei Yongjun walked out the door and disappeared outside.

(End of this chapter)