Dear Comrade the Leader, Episode 299
And Kim Young-il’s confession naturally meant one more thing.
“… … Then, when the right time came, you were planning to kick off Lee Young-bak as well. Wasn’t it?”
“Now, what have you been hiding? That’s right. Since the first time he came to my office and teased me about knowing secrets that no one else knew, I always hinted that if I didn’t look after him, I would divulge my corruption to the general secretary… … Actually, even if it wasn’t for that, I thought that if I caught the Korea National Oil Corporation, I would have a full-fledged hammock.
“Killing people abroad after leaving the country using a diplomat’s passport with a serial number stamped on them is virtually the same as an advertisement asking them to arrest me… … They tried to put Lee Young-bak in the first place as evidence, and then weave them together with Jang Seong-taek and dispose of them at a wholesale level. Haha, it was Deputy Director Jang who first recommended him to me, and if someone in the party and Lee Young-bak colluded, everyone would think of him first.”
“After the hunt is over, the dog is boiled. Lee Yong-hwan, the limb of that man, or someone who is doing something has already been in my hands. A guy with such a good back is bound to betray him again, so I took this opportunity to borrow the hand of my comrade general secretary and cut it off with Jang Seong-taek, a guy similar to mine… … .”
In addition, Jang Seong-taek had already had the experience of being purged by Jeong-hwan once, so it was not unusual for anyone to betray Jeong-hwan again.
“Then the comrades along the River Thames must have been brought in by Lee Young-bak… … Who leaked the 7 billion dollar article? My comrade seemed far from the media play.”
“This was also the idea of Lee Young-bak. To be precise, it was the idea of that fellow comrade from the Propaganda and Agitation Department. He asked for internal data in order to disperse the arrows to the current manager comrade. Do you remember the comrade named Chief Kim? My comrade brought him up from South Korea and entrusted him to Room 37, but he didn’t know his favor and was attached to the same South Korean guy, Lee Young-bak.”
Director Kim once worked for a South Korean media company, but came to the North after the North-South compromise and joined the propaganda and agitation department.
Jung-hwan’s memory is that due to various circumstances that are difficult to explain to others, from the time he helped Noh Yun-hyeon to become the president of Korea, he vehemently opposed it. It looks like they found a sponsor.
“Somehow, since I was close to Noh Yun-hyun in South Korea, I felt suspicious… … This friend can explain the recent leaks of secrets within the party and the reports of the Goryeo Ilbo. Because it was his proprietary patent from someone else.”
“Other than that, it seems that I, who is of white descent, has a possibility when I say that I am going to create something great. When the job is done successfully, seeing him play around saying he will push out comrade Hyun Young-sook and take over the propaganda and agitation department, it is very pitiful to me. Perhaps even if Comrade General Secretary hadn’t taken care of it, I might have struck it first someday.”
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Now everything is explained.As the words that sounded like confessions and confessions were all over, Jeonghwan and Kim Youngil had reached the end of the trail.
And at the end of the road, seeing a man waiting for them with the agents, Kim Young-il’s mouth immediately brought accusations.
“… … I said what kind of comrade it was because the general secretary had prepared it, and it turned out as expected. Are you your comrade’s next hunter? You look pretty young… … So congratulations Now, in this republic, I have risen to the position of the real world leader. … … At least until I get the wrath of my master and go into the cauldron when I’m fooling around like I am now.”
“It’s not a nice word to hear, but it doesn’t matter if you say it like that. It’s not wrong.”
“Comrade, do you know that? It was several years before the Ministry of Public Security was formed and that comrade joined the party when I started to have a different mind in earnest. My comrade started to feel anxious about whether my comrade and the hound of the Suspension Bureau had lost their usefulness, so I might have to adopt another young hound. … … Like I said, when hunting is over, the hunter boils the dog.”
At the end of the trail, the person who was waiting for them with the Ministry of Public Security agents was Ri Kyung-soo, the head of the investigation department of the Ministry of Public Security’s Deep Investigation Division.
He was summoned by Jeong-hwan when he needed to re-investigate Choi Seung-il, who was framed and imprisoned in the Investigation Bureau, and was also the person who had been investigating this situation all the time, separately from Kim Young-il’s Investigation Bureau, under Jeong-hwan’s instructions.
Jeonghwan, who was watching Kim Young-il meekly tied to the rope and walking into the convoy, put it on his back and struggled to open his mouth.
“Don’t worry about your family and your close relatives. My comrades’ family is also my family.”
“… … !!”
“Your comrade will be transferred to Kwanliso No. 23. It should be there for about 10 years, but… … You won’t have any problems with your stay, and when the time comes, I’ll allow you to visit my family. Think of it as the least reward for your loyalty to the Party, the Republic, and me.”
“… … thank you for the grace Comrade general secretary. Go down… … .”
“… … ?”
“Always pay attention to the behavior of Deputy Director Jang Seong-taek. I do not intend to conspire or conspire on the last road. Although I can’t figure it out for sure, the old fox is definitely up to something. I’m pretty sure that something is not very good for Comrade General Secretary. Please don’t listen to me in vain. then… … .”
“Goodbye, Youngil.”
Jeonghwan had been staring at him for a long time, until the door of the convoy closed and the tail light went far away.
And then, a quiet person approached Jeonghwan, who was standing like a mangbu-seok.
“Comrade General Secretary.”
“Now go to the Bureau of Investigation and take over all the evidence and witnesses related to this case, and use them to prosecute Secretary Lee Young-bak.”
“It’s been taken.”
“If there’s a problem, it’s Manager Kim… … First of all, he was a journalist and he still maintains his South Korean nationality, so if we inflict harm on him, there is a possibility that it will escalate into a diplomatic issue with the South Korean side, so we have to deal with it quietly, not knowing it was our fault.”
“I have already figured out a way. All you need to do is give your comrade permission to run.”
“Good. to proceed right away. There’s a lot of work to do, so let’s go.”
When Ri Kyung-soo quietly bowed his back and hid himself, Jung-hwan let out a sigh filled with deep fatigue and bitterness without realizing it.
And then there was another person approaching him.
“comrade… … No, you… … .”
“I’m tired, I’m more tired than ever. I don’t think I’ve ever been this exhausted before, and I really don’t think I’ll be able to do anything anymore today. Do you see me that way?”
“… … It would be better to stop and rest today.”
When Hyerim Yoo, the person who approached him, said so and put a hand on Jeonghwan’s shoulder, Jeonghwan even stumbled a little.
He had only walked down a short path while chatting for a while, but as if he had walked a thousand miles from which he would never return again, a heavy fatigue came over his body.
Jeonghwan leaned slightly against Yoo Hye-rim, who had supported him, realizing that he was getting old for the first time.
“I would love to do that. I’m so glad my mother didn’t see this. If you have seen this scene, you must have been very sad. I feel like I’m ineffective until the very end. But before that, there is one last thing I need to check.”
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“… … what? what? Now, are the public security officials coming to the investigation bureau? Ki, Director Kim Young-il? missing? Do you think he was taken to the management office? This Mr. X… … ! X is fine… … !”
It was a lightning bolt in the dry sky.
Director Kim, a middle-aged man who once made a name for himself in the leading South Korean media for his sword-like writing skills, and who used his writing skills to injure more people than he actually wielded a sword, is literally in a dry sky in his home, a luxury apartment in downtown Pyongyang. I was receiving a thunderous phone call.
It was only a few seconds ago that I was thinking about changing the name of the Rodong Sinmun when I sat down as the head of the propaganda and agitation department, exulting that I had caught the line towards the center of true power and wealth in my newly settled homeland. contact has come
It was the news that his rope had broken and he was falling from a cliff of a thousand roads, and that he had less than 10 seconds left before he, hanging on the rope, crashed into the ground.
“Ah, there has been no communication from the Propaganda and Agitation Department yet? Oh, first of all, I contacted President Lee Young-bak… … !! No, no. I have to leave Pyongyang, no, this North Korea.”
Director Kim quickly unfolded the suitcase and frantically shoved a bundle of clothes, passports and cash into it.
Fortunately, he was still maintaining his Korean citizenship, so there was a way to save his life by meeting with a Korean diplomat in Seoul or, in an emergency.
Although it is the country of passports that had already left physically and mentally, and that Noh Yun-hyeon took power a few years ago, it was clear that he was in trouble.
Sometimes he thought that if he had completely naturalized in North Korea like Lee Young-bak, the general secretary might have treated him a little more, but seeing the situation now, that seemed to be all to no avail.
“Damn, this is why you shouldn’t trust the rednecks!”
In any case, manager Kim, who quickly wrapped up her clothes and moved to the apartment’s underground parking lot like Biho, looked left and right in a suffocating anxiety.
I was afraid that Kim Jung-hwan’s dog, a public security agent, who had no intention of taking him to the correctional center, would pop out from somewhere and put a poison sting, but fortunately, except for a few familiar apartment neighbors, there were no people similar to public security agents around.
There was only one person, a man from a far away place, looking at him with unusual eyes, looking like a homeless person.
“… … Who, who show? Are you buying this apartment?”
“… … !”
“What, what do I have to do? Can you call the security guard?”
“… … South Korean?”
“what is this… … No, what would you do if you were Korean? Are you living in this apartment?”
Director Kim was very annoyed by this obstacle that he suddenly bumped into while trying to approach his car.
Judging by their behavior, they seem to have increased in North Korea after the financial crisis, but how did such a person crawl into the parking lot of this apartment where the wealthy live in Pyongyang?
In his impatience that he had to run to the airport or railway station as soon as possible, Director Kim waved his hand in annoyance, unable to see the flashing ghost in the depths of the man’s empty eyes.
“Do you know who I am? I don’t have time to deal with a guy like you right now, so if I put my face away now, the security guard won’t call, you know there are CCTVs everywhere, right? If I do something strange, I’ll tell a member of the Central Party that I know later, so it’s just… … Awkward!!!”
“… … this guy! die! You bastard from South Korea Ganna! How dare you crawl into this republic! My family, my blood! Give me back my home and business! The day will soon come when our President, our General, and our dear Comrade General Secretary will strike like a lightning bolt with a gun bomb of the People’s Army and devour all the corrupt bourgeoisie like you! yes! this guy! Die, you South Korean capitalist… … !!!”
In the next moment, a lump of broken bricks that the man was holding smashed into Kim’s temple.
Kim collapsed on the floor, swinging his arms back and forth to resist, calling for help from nearby residents, but the man didn’t care and swung the bricks over and over until his head fell to pieces.
Citizens who witnessed this devastation nearby and tried to separate the man, but succeeded in stopping the man who showed tremendous power as if possessed by a ghost despite his skinny stature. It was after they ran.
And the next day, this article appeared on page 8 of the Rodong Sinmun.
– A psychopath who escaped from Pyongsong Mental Hospital attacked and killed a middle-aged man from South Korea, Mr. Kim (62), in the middle of downtown Pyongyang. The Ministry of Public Security authorities concluded that it was an accident and closed the case.
Director Kim, who has written countless articles and special reports that have frequently adorned the front pages of major newspapers in both South and North Korea throughout his life, but his death from death was on page 8, and it is true that even he did not receive much attention from the public. It couldn’t have been sad.
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“I heard that Kim Young-il was purged… … !! An era has come to an end in this republic, too. Lee Young-bak will also be expelled soon, so what’s left is how to finish the 4 major tasks… … What is it? Now, all you need to do is tie a ribbon and tie it, so an executive who liked the general secretary took the merits.”
“Right now, the Office of the Investigation Bureau has the atmosphere of a portrait house. It seems that the public security department agents come in with the general secretary’s plenipotentiary order and are carrying out documents, computers, and everything like an occupation force. It is a common consensus inside and outside the party that even if this task is successfully completed, it is certain that the same status as before will not be restored again.”
“Hey, haven’t they been eating for a long time? I’ve been in power for 25 years… … Now is the time to share it with the Ministry of Public Security. At that time, what was the name of the comrade who led the arrest of Comrade Kim? … Kyungsoo Lee? There are rumors within the party that, at most, a comrade over 30 was in charge of such a big deal.”
“In the world, there is already a rumor going around that the general secretary selects talented people who will be entrusted with big tasks in the future and already creates achievements. Among the dogs… … .”
“Ah, I see, comrades. I mean, it’s always lush. But shouldn’t we see it after everything is over? Especially when it comes to the direction of power. Because it’s a giraffe, for example… … I mean don’t make fun of your supreme dignity, especially your successors, before you get your head smashed. Algan?”
When Jang Seong-taek drew attention as he pushed the Rodong Sinmun, which contained the death of Director Kim, to the side of the desk, his servants all closed their mouths and nodded their heads in unison.
It was because everyone knew very well how their superiors once had to be withdrawn and then reinstated.
Jang Seong-taek spoke first this time, as if he was trying to exhort his subordinates who had become awkward for a while.
“Anyway, for the time being, the Investigation Bureau or the Public Security Department will be chaotic, so it’s good for us that the general secretary’s eyes and ears are distracted for a while. But don’t be vigilant. Do I have to keep my head down and lie flat until the decisive moment? If we make a mistake, Kim Young-il will follow. Algan?”
“I’ve been mindful, comrade deputy chief!”
It really was.
The reorganization of the party’s power structure and personnel transfer will greatly expand the scope of movement for Jang Seong-taek, the deputy head of the organizational leadership department in charge of personnel affairs within the party, and if he takes advantage of that gap, Jang Seong-taek is a man who was planted outside the country without anyone knowing. You will be able to see and receive the movements of the limbs in real time.
To tell the truth, the income he earned from his business trip to Singapore this time had nothing to do with Martin Bang, Kim Young-il, Peony Holdings, or even Lee Young-bak.
That stupid Kim Young-il doesn’t seem to have figured it out until the very end, though.