“No. Surprisingly, the probability is even lower.”
“Why is that?”
“Look at the crime scene photos from that time. Do you see a kitchen-like space?”
“Huh? Ah? You’re right?”
“The cost of living is cheap in the Philippines and Southeast Asia, and it’s not a culture where people cook at home as much.”
There are several reasons, but the biggest one is that it’s difficult to store food. Of course, in line with modern civilization, there is electricity and refrigerators. But both men and women often have to work, and refrigerators can be expensive.
Decisively, it’s still inexpensive to buy food in Southeast Asia. There are many places that sell simple meals, and considering the labor and other circumstances, it’s often better to eat at the ubiquitous street stalls.
“And would violent organizations cook for themselves?”
“Ah. I guess not?”
Even in Korea, those who call themselves members of violent organizations don’t usually cook for themselves. They often consider it unmanly.
If they don’t have money, they might make ramen, but they don’t cook proper meals.
“It’s probably the same here.”
“So, the fact that the gang members were gathered at that time means?”
“It means they were lucky.”
“What were they thinking? I don’t understand. Wasn’t he supposed to die for him to live?”
“Not at all.”
Park Do-joon clicked his tongue. Well, profilers who are used to Eastern thinking often make this mistake. But a profiler’s judgment must be made from the perspective of the criminal, not oneself.
“Think about what value Red Warrior has to Vincent Garcia.”
“Yes? That’s the organization his father runs, isn’t it?”
“That’s right. But what value does it have *to him*? Think without his father in the equation.”
“Hmm…….”
At those words, Lee Ji-soo looked at the documents for a long time. And after searching through various records, she frowned. Only then did she realize what the problem was.
“There’s nothing?”
“Right, it has no value without his father.”
Neither Red Warrior nor Coyant has any value to him except for his father. Vincent Garcia has lived outside since he was young, and now he lives in a wealthy area in the Philippines.
“He has no reason to make money in Coyant, know anyone there particularly well, or protect it.”
Protecting it because it’s like a hometown? That depends on the hometown. No matter how he lived in Coyant in the past, Coyant itself is not a good place to live, so he is bound to have more bad memories than good ones.
“When you say hometown, people have good feelings, thinking of vague memories and scenes from dramas and movies where people resist redevelopment to protect their hometown, but that’s only when it has some inherent value.”
Coyant is a place where people had to fight for survival from a young age rather than having good feelings. The only ones who try to protect such a place as it is are those who gain vested interests there or, frankly, crazy people.
“Vincent Garcia probably prepared for the job after being asked by his father. And he learned from it.”
The first mission was to target the Golden Foot organization, his father’s enemies. He would have been clumsy, unable to plan his time effectively, and had many weaknesses. But he was lucky enough to succeed.
“He was probably afraid of being caught, so he planted a bomb and went back to the United States.”
He would have allowed plenty of time and tried to establish an alibi, saying, ‘I was in the United States at that time’ if the problem got bigger.
“But the thing is, it was a huge success, right?”
I don’t know why they were gathered at that time. Whether they gathered under the air conditioner because it was hot or whether they were planning to push into Coyant.
The important thing is that their leaders were gathered and blown away in one go.
“The important thing is that he succeeded and received a huge reward in return.”
Even if it’s a parent-child relationship, it’s hard to believe that he did this for free.
“Learning, then.”
“That’s right. Criminals learn and repeat their successful methods.”
He plants a bomb and detonates it after a considerable amount of time, keeping his distance to avoid suspicion.
“It’s the same method he used in Korea.”
“It’s probably the same method he used elsewhere.”
A completely different method from existing bombers. Other guys watch from nearby or even wait around to ensure perfect execution.
“But Vincent Garcia is a bit different. He doesn’t have perfectionist tendencies.”
“Are other bomb murderers like that?”
“They tend to be. A bomb isn’t something that recognizes its owner, is it?”
A gun is something that doesn’t fire until I pull the trigger, and even if there’s an accidental discharge, I won’t die as long as the muzzle isn’t pointed at me, but a bomb is different.
“So, the guys who actually commit crimes using bombs are meticulous. They also have considerable perfectionist tendencies.”
But Vincent Garcia is different. He clumsily keeps his distance and detonates the bomb.
“Maybe that’s why they told him to leave the United States?”
“Yes? Told him to leave?”
“Huh? Ah, you don’t know the state of the U.S. military?”
Park Do-joon realized his mistake. Well, there’s no way a woman in Korea would know the state of the U.S. military.
“The U.S. military is a military that actually fights wars all over the world. And it’s a volunteer system. So, they’ve been suffering from a shortage of troops for a long time.”
So much so that there are so many cases of soldiers who are about to be discharged being sent to the battlefield after their discharge is canceled that it’s even made into movies.
“But Vincent Garcia was discharged. And Vincent Garcia is a demolition expert. He’s a target that costs a lot of money to train.”
The amount of money it costs to train a demolition expert is incomparable to that of an infantryman who just shoots a gun.
“Moreover, he’s not an American citizen, he’s a Filipino. But he was discharged? Then there’s only one answer.”
He must have been discharged because he was talented but deemed unsuitable for the U.S. military for other reasons. However, he kept the set term of service, so he would have been given citizenship itself.
“Is that so?”
“Yes, I think that carelessness is probably the problem.”
In the worst case, a demolition soldier has to risk his life for the mission. But if he has a tendency to plant a bomb and run away without properly checking whether it was successful, he would be a failure as a soldier.
Of course, he may have failed during a mission. But cases of punishing that failure are rarer than you think. So, the best option would have been discharge.
“Yes? They don’t punish you for failing?”
“Yes. Um, there’s a saying… I don’t know if you know it. ‘An officer who fails in an operation is not punished, but an officer who fails in vigilance is punished.’”
“Oh. I’ve heard of that before.”
“The reason for that is that an organization that cannot tolerate failure cannot survive.”
“Yes? Why is that?”
“Because they don’t do anything.”
Of course, if that failure is due to intentional failure or corruption, it is subject to punishment, but if it is due to mistake or incompetence, punishment is ambiguous.
If you punish failure, people will be afraid of failure and no one will try to do anything, and the organization will slowly wither away.
“So, Vincent Garcia might have been kicked out for failing.”
“That’s right. The important thing is that his habits won’t be corrected just because he was kicked out.”
Of course, his habits will remain the same.
“He’ll try to keep his distance as much as possible for his own safety.”
And he will try to handle things from a distance, where he is not exposed.
“We just need to create that situation.”
“How?”
“A fixed place and a fixed time.”
“Aha!”
If everything is random, it is realistically impossible for Vincent Garcia to approach and detonate a bomb.
“A hotel is out of the question.”
The hotel Park Do-joon is in now is a top-class hotel. The government doesn’t provide that much support, but Park Do-joon isn’t poor, and considering the characteristics of dealing with a bomb terrorist, he had no intention of doing the crazy thing of going to a hotel with poor security.
“The casino is the same.”
The security there is even more thorough than at a hotel. Vincent Garcia can’t even approach such places. And it’s difficult to plant a bomb in such places.
“Three conditions must be met. A place I visit regularly. Secondly, a place he can also access. Thirdly, a place where he can directly target me with a bomb.”
“If it’s such a place? Then?”
“Right. Do you have a place in mind?”
“The restaurant we went to recently……?”
Lee Ji-soo got goosebumps. Recently, she had found a pretty good restaurant and had been having lunch there. It was cheap and had a clean atmosphere. However, she was getting a little tired of going there so often.
“We’ll make him target that place.”
“Yes? But aren’t people going to be in danger there? If we do something like that on our own and things get out of hand…….”
If that happened, it would be a real mess. It would be like they were using Filipinos as bait or shields in Korea for their own purposes.
Korean police have no legal authority to carry out operations in the Philippines. So, it was obvious that it would be a huge problem if this leaked to the outside.
“Don’t worry. They probably know about it.”
“They know?”
What could a mere restaurant know? But at the next words, Lee Ji-soo could only gape.
“That’s the Philippine CIA branch. Hehehe.”
Park Do-joon remembers information that is not about his own experiences. This CIA Philippine branch was a place he remembered for that reason.
He happened to find out about it while working with the National Intelligence Service [South Korean Intelligence Agency]. It’s a fairly old place, and people know it as a fairly famous restaurant in the area.
However, it’s not uncommon for the CIA [Central Intelligence Agency, USA] to disguise branches as restaurants. Due to the nature of a restaurant, even if strangers come and go, they don’t think it’s strange. And Park Do-joon was going to use that.
They can’t arrest Vincent Garcia, and even if the Philippines arrests him, there’s a high possibility that they won’t punish him. But what about the United States?
“I’ll have an iced Americano and a pancake. And put plenty of maple syrup in the iced Americano.”
Park Do-joon went to the counter and ordered naturally. And the employee said as if he was dumbfounded.
“We don’t sell pancakes here. And we don’t have maple syrup.”
‘Is it not yet?’
Well, they wouldn’t just use the contact code for decades. Moreover, a future code would only sound like nonsense.
“Hmm.”
Park Do-joon hesitated and decided to just say it directly. After all, those guys would be reluctant to directly harm Koreans.
“Let me see the owner.”
“I’m the owner?”
“No, not you. The one from America.”
“I’m telling you I’m the owner.”
“Is that so? Really? Then you wouldn’t care if the Philippine government arrested you? Should I call the police?”