Chapter 556 Badge
Not minding that it was leftovers, Jiang Chen ate a bowl of rice and drank some soju, two glasses and one pot without finishing it. After all, he had something to do later.
“Welcome next time, please walk slowly.”
Jiang Chen walked out of the tavern, opened the door and got in the car.
This time, he no longer obeyed the law and drove drunk as if nothing had happened. He followed the navigation and came to the security force base in Seoul.
The sentries and gates are guarded by soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition, all of them are tall, tough and full of murderous intent.
Tightly guarded.
Jiang Chen stopped the car.
Soon.
Two soldiers approached with guns in hand.
Jiang Chen lowered the car window.
"This is an important military area. You are not allowed to stay. Leave immediately."
A soldier scolded arrogantly, probably mistaking Jiang Chen for a Korean.
As a foreign garrison, it should be an unbearable shame for any country to show off its power in other countries' territory.
Of course.
The Korean government may not think so.
"Did you hear that? Leave immediately!"
The soldier knocked on the car door impatiently, his cold expression full of warning.
It wouldn't be enough to just shoot him. It seemed that if Jiang Chen continued to mess around, they would probably drag him out of the car and beat him up, or even detain him on the spot.
In a sense, this base is equivalent to a country within a country, and the Goryeo government has no right to interfere at all.
"Buzzing..."
At this time.
The base door opens.
A military jeep drove out. Two soldiers turned their heads and looked solemn. They immediately straightened their backs, put their guns upright, and saluted solemnly.
Jiang Chen opened the door and got out of the car.
The jeep stopped not far from him, and a big man dressed as an officer got out, and with him was Dawn.
Ignoring the soldier's salute, this muscular and tough-guy officer walked up to Jiang Chen with a smile on his face and reached out his hand, "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Jiang, I am Karel Capek."
"Hello, Mr. Captain."
You can tell the other person's position by his shoulder title.
Jiang Chen was neither humble nor overbearing, and shook hands with him.
"Mr. Jiang, please get in the car. General Buton is already waiting for you."
The captain, who holds an important position in the security forces, made an invitation gesture with a warm and polite attitude.
The group got on the bus again.
Under the salute of the soldiers, the military jeep turned around and drove back into the base.
Military bases have strict confidentiality rules and generally do not allow outsiders to enter, but this lieutenant generously led Jiang Chen around and introduced him to Jiang Chen.
From the school grounds, to the armory, and then to the accommodation area, the military jeep drove around half a circle, and then stopped in front of a magnificent building.
"Mr. Jiang, this is the command center. General Buton is inside."
Jiang Chen got out of the car and, under the leadership of the other party, went upstairs to the door of an office.
"Mr. Jiang, please come in."
Jiang Chen pushed the door open and entered.
Neither Karel Capek nor Dawn followed.
It may be difficult for ordinary people to imagine.
Mercenaries and regular troops can actually get along so harmoniously.
As the heart of this country within a country, this office is not luxurious, and the display is very simple. Perhaps the most special thing is a pair of Chinese calligraphy on the wall that combines seal and official script.
After Jiang Chen entered the door, the person sitting behind the desk raised his head. He was wearing an ordinary camouflage uniform with no military rank. His temples were slightly white, his face was square, and his sharp eyes flashed, and then he appeared. A warm smile.
“Have a seat.”
As the top commander of the security forces stationed in Goryeo, the other party should be the highest military official Jiang Chen has come into contact with for this purpose.
Money can make the world go round.
To be more precise.
Money can make a millstone push a ghost.
With the power of wealth and the help of Blackwater, this meeting was possible.
"General Buton, it's an honor to meet you."
Jiang Chen sat down and expressed the necessary respect.
"Don't say that, I've heard of your deeds. A company worth hundreds of billions was almost destroyed in one day. Tsk, what a good method and courage."
Jiang Chen didn't Proud but not impatient.
The actions of shorting K.E before are still fresh in many people’s memories and have endless aftertaste. Some of the most powerful figures in the world are interested in him and even the "God-sent Society" behind him.
This is also the fundamental reason why today's meeting can be achieved.
Otherwise, if he was just a wealthy Chinese man, I am afraid he would not be able to sit here even if he was recommended by Blackwater Company.
"Thank you, General Buton, for your help this time, otherwise I would have to hide in a small village and fish."
Buton smiled.
"Haha, it's just a little effort, and fishing is a good sport for cultivating one's body and mind, especially for young people like you."
Jiang Chen also smiled cooperatively when he heard this.
“I didn’t understand why so many people like fishing before, but now I understand.”
“So, any experience is wealth.”
Jiang Chen He nodded in agreement.
Buton looked at him and said, "The smoke in Paris has not cleared yet. What big deal do you want to do when you come to Seoul this time?"
"I am just doing this for my friends. Come."
The powerful Buton did not assume a condescending attitude. After all, in his eyes, there was a mysterious and powerful unknown organization behind this young man.
"Lampe's?"
Buton's poor pronunciation.
Jiang Chen nodded.
Buton took his time and said, "It is the decision of the Goryeo government to arrest her. I have no right to interfere in Goryeo's internal affairs."
Of course Jiang Chen understood that this was just a refusal.
Based on the opponent's position and power, even the supreme leader of Goryeo may have to give way to him. As long as you are willing, it is not difficult to fish out Lampezhi.
Only at the negotiation table, no one immediately revealed their trump card.
The reason why I say this is just a means to get more rewards in the future.
There may be people in this world who don't love money, but this does not include the top commander of the security forces stationed in Korea.
Power is a breeding ground for corruption.
Actually.
Corruption in American troops stationed abroad is something that the whole world is well aware of. However, the degree of corruption among troops stationed in various regions is different.
"General Bouton, I didn't want you to rescue her."
Jiang Chen's response made the American general look a little surprised, and he didn't speak in a hurry.
“The Korea Prosecutor’s Office recently suspended a prosecutor who was dedicated to fighting crime and devoted himself to the cause of justice. I think it is a pity that he was suspended like this.”
Jiang Chen continued.
Buton was even more surprised, and he was a little confused for a moment.
He frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Chen with twinkling eyes, "Who are you talking about?"
"Che Changmin, General Buton may have heard of it."
"Che Changmin? The only person who survived in Daegu?"
Jiang Chen nodded.
Buton was no longer surprised, but surprised.
"I've heard of him. He's very popular among Korean people. It's just that he seems to have arrested your friend. Why do you want to help him?" "I just don't want to see a passionate prosecutor disappear like this. This pair of It’s a loss for the whole of Korea.”
Looking at the calm young man, Buton looked thoughtful.
What the other party mentioned was easy for him, it was just a matter of words.
It is definitely much easier than saving the woman named Lan.
What he couldn't figure out was why this young man with a mysterious background would do this.
"Captain Capek just took me around the base. I think some facilities need to be updated, and the soldiers' dormitories are also a bit old. If your military does not have enough funding, I am willing to sponsor it. .”
Jiang Chen’s wise way.
Buton, who was still thinking about it, smiled knowingly and said quickly: "You are right. I think I really need to make some suggestions to the relevant departments. We cannot let such an excellent prosecutor be buried like this. . ”
What is the other party’s purpose and what does it have to do with him?
The deal is done.
Jiang Chen stood up at the right time.
"General Bouton, then I won't disturb you."
"Okay, you are always welcome to be our guest."
Give Jiang Chen extremely high courtesy, Bu Dun personally sent Jiang Chen out.
The jeep drove out of the base again.
"Goodbye, Mr. Jiang."
Captain Capek shook hands and said goodbye.
Jiang Chen and Dao En changed cars.
Dawn drives.
In the rearview mirror, the heavily guarded base is getting further and further away.
“Long live capitalism.”
Jiang Chen murmured softly, raising the corners of his mouth slightly.
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Narita Park.
A piece of forest white and quiet stone tablets stand silently in the cool breeze.
Just like the weather forecast, there was a hazy drizzle in the gray sky.
The Seoul Prosecutor's Office held a unified funeral today for the martyrs who died in the line of duty in Daegu. However, due to the confidential nature of the conflict, the funeral could not be made public and only the family members were notified. , held in secret.
In the thin curtain of rain, family members dressed in solemn black clothes covered their mouths and sobbed. Some even ignored the help of others and knelt down in front of the tombstone in pain. The intermittent crying was a sign of this tragedy. The rain added a bit of desolation.
The senior leaders presented flowers, bowed briefly, and left hastily, perhaps unable to face the black and white photos on the tombstone.
"Where is the murderer? Who is the murderer? When will you catch the murderer?"
Of course.
It may also be the inability to face grieving relatives.
While delivering his speech, a relative’s excited questioning made the leader who was delivering the speech speechless in embarrassment.
The wind and rain sob.
In the breathless atmosphere, a lame man was wearing a black suit and a white flower on the collar of the suit. He did not hold an umbrella. He was holding a bouquet of lilies in one hand and a cane in the other, so slowly. And walked into the cemetery firmly.
"Che Changmin!"
All the relatives turned their heads and looked at the lame man with wet hair and shoulders, and their expressions changed.
"Who asked you to come! You are not welcome here!"
One of the women was the most excited. She ignored the rain, yelled and rushed over, pushing Che Changmin over. land.
Her husband rushed over to stop her.
"It was you who killed our family in Hedong! You murderer!"
The woman shouted angrily and painfully, not knowing whether it was rain or tears on her face.
The once glorious Cha Changmin fell into the muddy water and his suit was stained. Faced with the woman’s scolding, he said nothing, leaned on crutches, and got up again. At the same time, he bent down and Pick up the fallen lilies again.
Everyone watched silently, with complicated eyes.
The woman wanted to rush over again, but was held tightly by her husband.
"Why are you stopping me? If it weren't for him, would we have died in Hehe? We didn't even see him for the last time..."
As she spoke, the woman burst into tears.
In order to maintain confidentiality, or perhaps to take care of the emotions of the family members, these family members were notified until after the body was cremated. They did not even know how their father, son, or husband died.
“Let him be.”
The man suppressed his grief and looked at Cha Changmin with hatred, but he was calmer than his wife.
They were obviously the assistant's parents.
The woman cried bitterly and leaned on her husband's arms.
Che Changmin was expressionless and limping. Under the gaze of all directions, he walked to the tombstone in the drizzle, bent down, and put down the flowers.
"How did my husband die?"
Finally.
Some people can't control their emotions.
“Why are you still alive when everyone is dead?!”
“You are the one who deserves to die the most, why don’t you die!”
All The grief turned into vicious curses, which were constantly thrown at Che Changmin.
Cha Changmin stood in the rain without saying a word.
"How can I survive."
A pregnant woman knelt down in despair, and people around her hurriedly helped her.
"Che Changmin, don't you think it's not bad enough for us? You don't need your hypocrisy, get out of here!"
Che Changmin turned his head and looked at the man who looked gloomy for a while, as if he had lost all his strength. The pregnant woman, leaning on a cane, turned and left under the hostile eyes.
A black car parked quietly outside the Forest of Steles.
Next to the car.
The young man holding an umbrella looked at the approaching Cha Changmin and handed over the umbrella in his hand.
"They are just overly grieved, don't take it seriously."
Changmin, who was covered in mud, did not refuse the other party's kindness and took the umbrella.
"I have a request."
"Say."
"Guarantee that they can live a worry-free life."
The government will provide pensions to the families of martyrs. But how can we count the things that people take away from tea?
What's more, the deaths of these people are destined to remain unknown. Even the official title of "martyr" cannot be given openly and honestly.
It is conceivable that these people will be forgotten before long, and how miserable these families who have lost their pillars will live.
"No problem."
The young man readily agreed, and then said: "You can do it yourself without me."
Looking at the people I met in the tavern As a young man, Cha Changmin seemed unable to see the tough Western guy holding an umbrella next to him, who had a dangerous temperament and was somewhat similar to the unknown militants in Daegu, and there was no hatred in his eyes.
“What do you need me to do.”
At this moment, the stubborn belief in his heart was already in pieces.
Jiang Chen reached into his pocket, took out an object similar to a badge, and then held it flat in front of Che Changmin.
Open your palms.
A five-clawed golden dragon, lifelike.
“Take good care of yourself.”
Che Changmin stretched out his hand and took it.
Jiang Chen, who only said four words, turned around immediately, bent down and got into the car.
Dawn closed the umbrella, opened the driver's seat door, and sat on it.
The black car drove away.
Che Changmin turned around, glanced at the family members who were in great grief, opened his umbrella, and quietly and slowly grasped the badge with his other hand.
(End of this chapter)