My Calling Is Profiler [EN]: Chapter 275

For example, if they arrest a member and he starts blabbing, the higher-ups will get dragged in. But if all the underling knows is the nickname ‘Gasoline,’ it’s hard for the police to identify anyone, making the investigation difficult.

You can’t just grab anyone and have them do a face-to-face.

“Why do fighter pilots use call signs?”

Nicknames for gang members serve as call signs, distinguishing and protecting each other.

“They probably only know nicknames even if they get caught. Even if they know a name, it’s probably fake.”

Lee Ji-soo’s eyes widened at the team leader’s words. It was something she hadn’t considered.

“Things like that exist?”

“At school, they mainly focus on violent crimes.”

There’s no separate curriculum for organized crime. In a way, it’s something a rookie profiler couldn’t possibly know.

“But, Senior, your experience isn’t that long either, is it?”

“That guy’s weird. Just go with it.”

The team leader smiled wryly, looking at Park Do-joon.

“So, even if we catch them, there’s no way to prove they’re Daekwang Bodyguards [a fictional gang]?”

“No, there is a way.”

“Yes? How so?”

“The three of them wouldn’t have called a Japanese guy, would they?”

When trying to train a dog to kill someone, very few trainers would agree to do it.

“Why bring someone all the way from Japan? Someone manageable… and there aren’t many organizations that can do that.”

“Ah, uh…”

It was obvious without even looking. Yakuza [Japanese organized crime syndicate]. No other organization would send a trainer like that.

“So, if we catch that guy, we can identify them.”

“I guess so.”

Once they get a testimony during the interrogation that they are Daekwang Bodyguards, it’s over. The State will try to kill them no matter what.

“But shouldn’t we stop them from leaving the country first?”

“We have to stop them first.”

“We’ve already blocked any way for them to leave.”

“Yes? There must be more than one or two Japanese people?”

“I told them to focus on Japanese people who have stayed in Korea for at least three years.”

“Ah!”

If they’re training in Korea, they can’t just go back to Japan. Most Japanese people come on tourist visas, so there’s a limit to how long they can stay.

“They probably came on a work visa.”

Of course, they wouldn’t have been here for four years straight. But to train, they would have to stay for a long time, and there’s a high possibility they’ve been in Korea for at least three years.

“The gender will be male, and the age will be in their 30s or 40s. They’ll be good at Korean. They’re probably Korean-Japanese.”

“Korean-Japanese?”

“Would those three guys speak Japanese?”

“Ah!”

Looking at the current situation, it seems one trainer is helping the other three with training. But would Park Geuk-tae, Kim Do-gang, and Lee Su-eok understand Japanese? The possibility isn’t very high.

It would take too long to teach the guy they brought Korean and then train them.

Of course, the incident itself happened in four years, but you never know if the opportunity will come in two years, three years, or even tomorrow.

“So, they would have found someone who could communicate, and if they’re people who can communicate, there’s a high possibility they’re Korean-Japanese.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, and the proportion of Korean-Japanese in the Yakuza is quite high.”

Because there are very few jobs that Korean-Japanese can do due to discrimination in Japan. Japan’s tradition of discrimination is very old.

Even their own citizens are discriminated against as Burakumin [a marginalized social group in Japan], and companies circulate lists to prevent them from getting jobs.

In Korea, it would be like having a list of citizens or birth records from a city in each company and cutting off anyone with those names.

Would those who do such things to their own citizens be lenient to Korean-Japanese? That’s why you see more people of Korean descent than you think in Japanese Yakuza organizations.

There’s not a high chance that a Korean who has lived in Korea for more than three years and made money will leave at the right time.

“I told them to check jobs that don’t require qualifications carefully.”

“Qualifications?”

“Yes, not all jobs can be obtained without qualifications.”

They can’t bring someone for a job that requires qualifications. They have to prove it. Naturally, they have to be employed in a job that doesn’t require those qualifications to bring them in the form of an invitation and get a work visa.

“The scope is narrowing down more than I thought.”

“Yes, so even if they try to leave the country, it won’t be difficult to arrest them. Of course, we have to find and arrest them before that.”

“Hyung [term for older brother or male friend], what should we do with those guys?”

The atmosphere of Daekwang Bodyguard was beyond grim, it was murderous. It was because their boss, Joo Gi-gwang, came in limping.

As soon as he came in, he started beating his subordinates and trembling. His subordinates couldn’t say anything, and the general employees were so scared they couldn’t even breathe. Of course, they wanted to quit, but it was a company of a violent organization, not just any company. They knew what would happen to them if they quit as they pleased, so they couldn’t quit despite their difficult lives.

“Hoo, what are those guys saying?”

“I told them to hide in a safe house for now.”

“You useless bastards, you couldn’t even succeed in one job and ruined everything?”

Of course, if the three people… no, four people, heard that, they would feel wronged. They trained the dogs enough and actually almost succeeded.

In the original history, they successfully killed Hong Geun-jong.

But Park Do-joon warned Hong Geun-jong, and Hong Geun-jong became sensitive to the warning, and the few steps he didn’t take changed history.

Thanks to those few steps, Hong Geun-jong was able to crawl under the car, and thanks to that, his hands and feet were bitten by the dogs and became disabled, but his neck was not attacked, so he was able to save his life.

“Hyung, if we leave it like this, the line might reach us.”

“What? The line reaches us, what are you talking about? I told those bastards to hide well, didn’t I?”

“Kamichiro is desperate to return to Japan no matter what.”

“This crazy bastard!”

Joo Gi-gwang already knew that the police had ordered the airport to check suspicious people through internal information.

“Is that bastard out of his mind?”

He’s in his 30s or 40s, a Korean-Japanese second or third generation who has worked in Korea for more than 3 years from Japan. It was the profiling that Park Do-joon read, and Kamichiro was exactly that type.

Joo Gi-gwang thought it was safe to send him out of the country, so he was taking him to the airport, but he had to turn the car around urgently due to a sudden phone call, and now he is hiding with another gang in a certain place.

“No, doesn’t he know he’ll get caught if he goes to the airport now? Does he think only he will die if he gets caught?”

Daekwang Bodyguard will be shattered, and he won’t die peacefully either. The State will take revenge no matter what.

Protection? It’s Hong Woo-jong, not anyone else. That psychopath won’t protect him.

‘I can’t be like that.’

Joo Gi-gwang couldn’t forget the sight of him kidnapping a woman and whipping her like crazy for his own pleasure.

He shook hands with him because he liked money and power, but only then did he realize what a real madman was like.

But now that he’s trying to cut ties, that guy is a member of the National Assembly, and behind him is the Daekwang Group, not just any group. Daekwang Group is a company with connections to the police, prosecutors, and even the military, and it’s an organization that can secretly put lead bullets in his head if necessary.

Of course, the victim is also the successor of the Daekwang Group, but that’s why it’s more of a problem. They won’t be able to punish their second son, and that anger will be directed at him.

If that happens, he might have to beg to be killed peacefully.

“We have to cover up the incident no matter what. We have to prevent the police from approaching no matter what.”

“That would be the case normally, but that profiler bastard is the problem.”

“Profiler?”

“Yes, he’s identifying all the characteristics of our guys as if he knows everything. They say our name has already come out…”

“What? You bastard! You should have said that first!”

In an instant, Joo Gi-gwang punched his subordinate in the face, and the subordinate fell to the ground.

“You crazy bastard! Our name came out? Are you sure?”

“Keuek.”

“You dog-like bastard, aren’t you going to wake up?”

“Hyu, Hyungnim.”

After kicking the fallen subordinate several times, he was barely able to get up because people around him stopped him.

“I’m sorry, Hyungnim.”

“Why is our name coming out? Has it been identified?”

“Not exactly, but the guys who managed the origins of those three guys identified that they belong to us.”

“Crazy bastards!”

They’re just bastards who manage high schoolers. Of course, to do such a thing, you have to put your name on the lowest rung of the lineage. And the police will know that too.

“Crazy, they found that out?”

“Yes.”

“What’s that bastard’s name?”

“It’s Park Do-joon.”

“Park Do-joon?”

Joo Gi-gwang suddenly remembered something at that word. Park Do-joon is a familiar name. Han Seong-gi grinds his teeth whenever he drinks, so he’s heard it several times.

“Are you sure it’s Park Do-joon?”

“Yes, I’m sure. They say he’s almost a shaman, not a profiler.”

“Ha, this crazy bastard is driving me crazy.”

Joo Gi-gwang grabbed his head, and his subordinate carefully asked Joo Gi-gwang.

“Shall we get rid of him?”

“Now? You crazy bastard, if we get rid of him now? It’s like we’re spreading the rumor that we did it. Let’s just leave him alone for now.”

“But if we leave it like this, he might really catch up to us.”

“……Keueung!”

It’s not a joke. If he can find Daekwang Bodyguard in a situation where there’s really no evidence, he’s a human who can do anything.

‘I’m hiding them in a safe place for now.’

The biggest problem is the four hidden people. They’re hiding them in a place the police will never know, but that’s what they thought when they first created the training center. And that’s what they thought when they were quietly training them from behind.

But Park Do-joon identified the location and themselves in that situation. If time passes, he might identify where the remaining four people are hiding.

‘I can’t let that happen.’

They have to cut off the tail no matter what. That’s how he lives. The problem isn’t the three thugs, it’s the Japanese guy. The three thugs are telling them that they’ll throw everything away and live locked up there because they’re treated as gang members, but from the organization’s point of view, those bastards are just shields. They’re guys who can be thrown away at any time.

But Kamichiro is different. He’s a guy they brought directly through the Japanese Yakuza.

Of course, if that guy gets caught and spills the beans, they’ll all die.

“There’s only one way.”

“What should we do?”

“The three guys are morons, right?”

“They’re definitely morons.”

Without proper judgment, they threw everything away and lived locked up there because they were treated as gang members.

“We should give them a big job soon, then.”

“I understand.”

“Unfortunate accidents happen everywhere.”

Joo Gi-gwang said coldly, and that’s how Kamichiro’s future was decided.