Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Damn it, you said you wouldn't hit someone in the face.

"Let's beat him up."

"What are you doing... Ah, stop hitting me."

Not only Richie, but everyone at the entertainment company got hit a few times.

But the worst off was Richie.

While they were fighting, someone put a bag over their head.

Damn it, I've already seen the first person's face, and you guys are still playing this self-deceiving trick!

"Five thousand piru, ten thousand piru, fifteen thousand piru..."

As Richie rolled around, he heard the stranger outside chanting "Bibibibi..." over and over again.

That's enough, you fucking idiot!

Richie covered his head and rolled around.

Like the eldest brother being tormented by his master's chanting.

Finally, it reached 45 piros.

Seeing that Richie had already developed a "weak" status, the passing stranger finally stopped attacking.

Seeing that those guys who hadn't been beaten much were reacting even more strongly than Richie, he kicked them a few more times in a fit of rage!

It's a pity there's no money for beating these people.

Pity.

Shortly after, police officers who had received the alarm arrived from the third floor.

They were all incredibly troubled.

This is practically stealing the headlines!

The truth will out. The place where Richie was beaten wasn't actually remote, but the outsider was too arrogant. He could hit you whenever he wanted, so what?

Anran handed the money over to the players.

"What I'm more concerned about is what Richie just said about Visa's secret meeting with the outsider."

There's also that mission. The mission side is Vesa. It would be best if you could break up the fight, but if not, you should stop Richie from interfering with Vesa.

This mission was issued... truly a stroke of fate.

He receives the typical protagonist-like treatment, with someone always helping him no matter what.

Chapter 09 Scary? I'm an expert.

The explosion initially attracted police and law enforcement, but as the alert level eased slightly, reporters who had caught wind of the commotion also began to move around.

Celebrities love to grab headlines, while reporters are most enthusiastic about being the first to publish.

Therefore, it wasn't long before An Ran learned the details of the explosion that occurred in the three-story space from the news media.

It was a bright and sunny day.

It's true that you see dark clouds when you look up, but the weather was actually very clear when the explosion occurred.

At that time, officials from the Capital Planning Bureau shouted in front of a crowd to give a speech on the new planning proposal for the capital.

There were people who agreed with his plan, and people who opposed it.

No one expected that there were radicals among the opponents. The sudden deployment of smoke bombs caused chaos at the scene, and then, in just a few seconds, the official giving the speech was forcibly taken to the ground.

It went up into the sky along with that handmade signal flare, and exploded to pieces in the eyes of the world.

The scene was quickly brought under control. The perpetrators of the atrocity did not leave after committing the tragedy. Instead, they stood on the stage and frantically accused the officials of the Planning Bureau of their misdeeds in the various planning and relocation projects in the capital.

They accused them of implementing the plan with the real purpose of profiting from it.

Once the plan is implemented, who knows how many people will be driven to despair as a result.

"I don't know who's backing them, but they would never dare to make such a big fuss if no one was secretly supporting them."

The thug was caught on the spot as soon as he finished speaking.

He did not retaliate against the police who made the arrest and continued to ramble on before his mouth was covered.

This is the fourth disgusting bombing incident in two months.

The news report concluded that due to the political instability and the public's anxiety about the future, the actions of some radicals unexpectedly gained support from certain individuals.

This is not a good sign.

Experts say.

"What kind of 'expert' is this? What's the point of all that analysis? Just say that the princes were fighting each other to the death for the throne. Anyone with eyes can see that. Who do you think I'm stupid? I saw it myself. When that person rushed forward, the guards around him didn't rush over immediately. Instead, they lingered for a while."

"Shh-"

A young man quickly made a shushing gesture, then nervously looked around.

"Stop looking. Surveillance is prohibited in this area, and I've confirmed that there are no government officials around," the person who had just complained said.

The young man who had finished looking around breathed a sigh of relief: "Even if there's no one around, you can't say things like that. Just keep it to yourself. If it gets out, you might get invited in for tea by the enforcement team."

"The law enforcement team is too busy dealing with the bombing case to bother with us right now..."

"Hello, yes, we do."

The man, who was speaking loudly, suddenly heard a voice beside him, and his heart clenched.

How terrifying, when did this person appear?

It felt like my body was being gripped by something, and I couldn't move at all.

However, although he couldn't move, the person who was speaking could.

He saw a girl dressed in law enforcement uniform walk up to him.

"A girl?"

The two people who were whispering to each other both paused for a moment.

"When did there start having women in the law enforcement team?" the young man asked, his eyes wide.

"That's not important. It's something you don't know. I'm only here to talk to you about what you do know," the female officer said coldly.

This……

"Sir, what brings you here?" the young man said haltingly.

"Dissent against the government is punishable by death, young man!"

The female law enforcement officer looked at the two of them with a mocking expression.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about."

"You're vehemently denying it, but I recorded it. It's fine if you don't admit it, just come with me first."

“You, you don’t have a search warrant, we won’t go with you.” The young man shook his head.

The young woman from the enforcement team snorted: "What are you saying? Our enforcement team needs a search warrant to conduct our business? Ha, you better tell me honestly, are you members of the Reform Movement or not!"

"Reformers? No, what are they? How could we possibly be reformers!"

The female officer from the enforcement team leaned closer, her eyes fixed on the two of them. "Fine, it's okay if you don't admit it. I'll ask you a few questions first. If you can't answer them... hehe."

"Go ahead and ask me." The young man was sweating profusely.

"How much do you know about the previous three bombings?"

"We're really not doing well..."

"Ok?"

"Actually, we were also at the scene during the second bombing, so we have some understanding of it."

Why do you always seem to encounter bombings?

Is this why you were assigned to this position?

Tell me about it.

"The second bombing was aimed at a member of the Department of Energy who was visiting a space on the first floor. We had met the perpetrator before the bombing."

"Have you had contact with the murderer?"

"No, no," the young man quickly denied. "We don't know him, so why would we have any contact with him? I just saw him interact with a stranger."

"?"

"What level of contact?"

"They just hugged like old friends, and they seemed to have a good relationship."

"Ah."

The female officer nodded: "Is there anything else we need to be careful about?"

"No, that's all. It's also in other news reports."

"What about the other two bombings..."

“We weren’t at the scene, how would we know what happened? We were at work at the time, but we have a solid alibi. As for the second bombing, we actually just happened to see it while following the robot delivery; it was captured on CCTV…”

"Thank you for your cooperation." The female law enforcement officer adjusted her hat. "Since you've been relatively cooperative, I'll forgive your disrespectful remarks for now. If you say such things again and get caught by other law enforcement teams, then you'll just be out of luck."

"We never said that..." the man tried to argue.

The young man tugged at him: "Yes, yes, thank you, sir."

The young woman from the law enforcement team left gracefully.

"I was so scared when you told me to shut up. Phew, thank goodness they didn't hold it against me." The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

“Hey, how would I know? By the way,” the man paused, “does the law enforcement team really have women? And women who are…”

"How would I know? Anyway, stay out of this kind of thing. What does it matter to us how good-looking someone is? Will you earn an extra penny?"

"..."