My Calling Is Profiler [EN]: Chapter 442

“No. It’s the government’s job to save the people.”

Park Do-joon said, looking at Yoon Tae-min, who awkwardly smiled at the remark. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs was the place that couldn’t do that properly.

“Now that the money has been paid, you can return immediately. Your father is waiting.”

“Ah, my father? Even after I left like that?”

“Yes, your father paid the money.”

“Ugh! I’m so sorry to my father…”

Lee Sang-won seemed to regain his composure, but then he shed tears once more.

“Why did you do that?”

In that situation, Yoon Tae-min asked, seemingly unable to understand.

Park Do-joon nudged him as if he lacked tact, and Yoon Tae-min looked chagrined. However, Lee Sang-won, fortunately, seemed to be regretting his actions and readily explained.

“I was deceived by that bitch. Back then, I thought my father was the worst son of a bitch in the world.”

‘As expected?’

As expected, he had been gaslighted by the congressman he worked for at the time. Of course, their inherent political inclinations were different, but that wasn’t a reason for parents and children to be at odds and fight like that.

‘Seriously, politicians are really…’

Park Do-joon shook his head.

“Get ready to go back for now. Your father is very worried.”

“Thank you. Thank you.”

Lee Sang-won repeatedly expressed his gratitude as he followed Yoon Tae-min.

As Park Do-joon watched them leave, a man with a weapon approached him.

“Are you the guy?”

“Who are you?”

“I asked if you’re the guy.”

“I don’t understand what you mean by ‘the guy.’”

It’s not that Park Do-joon couldn’t speak English at all. To be a profiler, he had to learn a lot in the United States, so he learned some English while studying original texts and interacting with them. But he wasn’t fluent enough to understand such sudden remarks.

“I am Aung Swe Win. I heard you told me to relay a message.”

“Ah, that’s right.”

Park Do-joon nodded. He had told Aung Swe Win never to attack first and to wait. And to protect and defend the hostages when they tried to bring them out.

“Why?”

“What do you mean?”

“Wouldn’t it have been easier for us to just go and kill them all?”

‘Yeah, that would be easier for you.’

Realizing why he was asking that question, Park Do-joon chuckled to himself. He understood. Judging from the behavior patterns of Jawa’s gang, they weren’t very smart.

And usually, they give money and tell them to suppress, not to wait. But he had gone to the trouble of planning the operation in detail and conveying it, so he seemed curious.

“You don’t know our situation at all. But you planned the operation as if you knew all the internal affairs.”

“Well, it’s not hard to guess.”

“What?”

“It’s natural to be isolated and live different lives.”

The Chinese Triad gang and the Karen rebels didn’t speak the same language, and their diets and living environments were different. So they couldn’t mix.

‘Criminals have low adaptability.’

Such criminals wouldn’t live together in the same space, so they would likely live in separate spaces. And that would create a big gap between them.

“If the Karen attack, the Chinese will be on the defensive. The Karen may have more numbers, but the Chinese are hiding in a place that’s enough to stop bullets.”

“That’s true.”

In fact, the place they were in was shabby, but it was still a house built of concrete and bricks, so if they had resisted there, the Karen would have suffered casualties as well.

“And usually, these guys keep weapons inside the house.”

In fact, there were a considerable number of rifles and bullets inside the house. However, the Chinese usually only armed themselves with pistols to control the detained people because they were too cumbersome and uncomfortable.

“How did you know that?”

Park Do-joon said leisurely to Aung Swe Win, who was full of suspicion.

“For free?”

“Do you want money?”

“No. But I want to hear something from that guy named Zhou Lin.”

“I’ll let you meet him.”

“I don’t think he’ll answer if I ask him. I wish someone would help me…”

Park Do-joon grinned. And Aung Swe Win immediately understood.

“Well, there are some guys who have a taste for that, so I’ll introduce you.”

“Good. The reason I knew that is because the Karen rebels and the Chinese Triads don’t trust each other after all.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“If they trusted each other, we wouldn’t be negotiating like this.”

Perhaps the Chinese organ trafficking organizations would have continued to try to control the Karen by giving them money, and the Karen would have had no reason to stab them in the back to save themselves.

“Is it that simple?”

“Human psychology is simpler than you think. They just want to think they’re complicated.”

No matter how hard they try, they’ll end up making decisions at a similar level. Especially in the case of criminals, their choices tend to be extremely limited because their IQ is low.

“Hmm.”

Aung Swe Win looked uncomfortable at those words. But he decided not to care and asked confidently.

“So, what do you want to know? And what should we do now?”

“It’s simple. Hand over the captured guys to the Chinese embassy with the evidence. And do it with the foreign press.”

“Foreign press? You mean news agencies from other countries?”

“Yes, if you just hand them over, China will try to cover it up without a sound.”

Since they only received criminals without any real benefit, China would inevitably get an image as organ traffickers, and they wouldn’t want that, so it’s natural that they would try to cover it up.

“But if you do it with the foreign press, that’s impossible. Furthermore, if the Karen rebels directly catch them and hand them over, they’ll become unrighteous if they attack them in return.”

Of course, China generally doesn’t care about the outside world, but they can’t openly invade. Because if they catch the criminals and hand them over, and then they attack them, it’s like repaying kindness with enmity.

China, which ignores the other party while engaging in wolf warrior diplomacy, still values its reputation to some extent, so it doesn’t engage in such shameless behavior unless there’s a significant benefit. Conversely, they’ll do anything if it’s profitable.

“In that case, China won’t be able to retaliate.”

“I know what you mean. So, what do you want to know?”

“Actually, in Korea…”

Aung Swe Win nodded as he listened to Park Do-joon and called someone. He listened for a few words and then went to where Zhou Lin and his gang were. And soon, a desperate scream erupted from inside.

“Kkeuaaaaak!”

# Cleaning Preparation Complete

“So, there are at least 3,000 victims in Korea alone?”

“Yes, and that’s just what he knows. There may be more.”

“Those crazy bastards!”

The chief’s hands trembled at Park Do-joon’s words. He had already assigned the case of a high-ranking official, but he showed a slight dislike when he said he was going to Myanmar. Of course, he immediately shut his mouth when he heard that the cause was Lee Eok-ho, a current powerful figure.

But in Myanmar, he caught a gang related to Korea and even brought information.

“According to them, there are more than one or two sites, and there are more than one or two contact points. Fraud is taking place on a national scale.”

“So, there could be more?”

“Yes, the guy who contacts him is called Wang Woo-hwan. He used to be a profiler in China. After being recruited by the Triads [Chinese organized crime syndicate], he is in charge of overall intelligent crime.”

“Really? If we catch that guy, will we be able to do something?”

“It won’t be easy. There’s no evidence. The guy who testified has already been dragged back to China.”

Whether he’ll be executed there or have his organs harvested and sold, we won’t be able to get any related data or evidence from the Korean government.

“The biggest problem is not him, but the guy he’s working with.”

“Who is he working with?”

“Hong Woo-jong.”

“Who?”

“Hong Woo-jong.”

At those words, the chief unconsciously pulled at the collar of his shirt, which was strangling him, to open his airway. It wasn’t particularly tight, but things had started to get complicated.

“It’s just a namesake, right?”

“No, it’s the person you’re thinking of.”

“This fucking shit!”

With those words, the chief couldn’t speak for a long time. That’s because he knew how dangerous it was to touch Hong Woo-jong. But he couldn’t cover it up.

“Why is Hong Woo-jong, that person, no, that bastard, working with him?”

“It seems he joined hands after the organization that handled Hong Woo-jong’s dirty work collapsed.”

Of course, Park Do-joon was the one who destroyed the organization, but Zhou Lin didn’t know that. But he succumbed to Jawa’s gang’s method of persuasion… that is, torture, and told everything he knew.

“The Triads have put a lot of effort into Korea for a long time, especially in handling dirty work.”

“Why?”

“That’s the best way to infiltrate Korea. Do you know why Japanese loan sharks like Sakura Money are rampant in Korea?”

“I don’t know.”

“They bribed the higher-ups.”

The Japanese loan sharks of the Sakura Money lineage, who gave money to politicians and then controlled them to enter the loan market, have now become a powerful force that holds Korea in its grip.

“If Japan is money, is China dirty work?”

“Yes, weaknesses are quite useful.”

It doesn’t cost as much as Japan, and the work they do isn’t much different from what they used to do. But if they secure solid evidence, the politicians will desperately protect them, even if they commit all sorts of dirty deeds, even murder, in order to survive.

“No matter what, how big of a secret do they have?”

“This is uncertain, but…”

Park Do-joon lowered his voice.

“There’s a rumor that he knows too.”

“A rumor he knows?”

“Hong Woo-jong is said to be a severe sadist [someone who derives pleasure from inflicting pain].”

“What? That’s not a crime, is it?”

Sadist. That’s just a personal preference, and the government can’t step in and say anything.

“Of course, if that rumor gets out, his image will get worse.”

“That’s not the only problem. Before I left for Myanmar, there was a rumor that the Triads were kidnapping people, wasn’t there?”

“Yes, but it wasn’t specified, so the investigation…”

The chief’s voice began to tremble at those words.

“Ah, no, right?”

“Zhou Lin said the purpose is supply.”

“Crazy! No, wait! Is that possible? No, that’s…!”

“It’s possible.”

Sadists, so-called sadists, certainly have a sexual preference that only a very small number of people have. It’s not difficult for them to have relationships with each other with their consent.

In fact, there are also masochists [people who derive pleasure from receiving pain] who get sexual satisfaction from being harassed, so it’s not uncommon for them to meet, have relationships, or even marry.