My Calling Is Profiler [EN]: Chapter 628

The man’s eyes wavered at those words. Then, he handed over a cup of coffee.

“Wait there, I’ll finish up and join you.”

Park Do-joon nonchalantly took it, sat down, and drank his coffee while looking out the window. Soon after, someone came and sat with him. It was an American man who looked like a typical tourist.

“I heard you were looking for my friend?”

“Ah, yes.”

Though he said ‘friend,’ Park Do-joon could roughly guess who he was. Of course, he wouldn’t be a really high-ranking official, but probably one of the local operatives.

“Are you here for a vacation?”

“I came to work. You can check with the Korean embassy.”

“Then why did you come here? This place is said to be good, but it’s not the kind of restaurant where you’d praise the chef.”

“My work often brings me here.”

Park Do-joon said, taking a leisurely sip of his coffee.

“The profession of that ‘work’ isn’t very good. And it seems you don’t know that unwelcome guests frequent this place.”

“Huh? You came to tell me that?”

“It’s good to help each other out.”

“Should I believe this is a coincidence?”

“There’s no way it’s a coincidence.”

Park Do-joon leaned back and said casually.

“The world is give and take.”

Park Do-joon knew the nature of intelligence organizations better than anyone. They don’t appreciate information given, nor do they repay favors. Knowing this, he had to be clear from the start.

“Well, that’s all I have to say, so I’ll be going.”

The American frowned as he watched Park Do-joon leave. And many others were watching him.

“Confirmed?”

“Yes, according to our Korean informant, he seems to have caused a terror attack in Korea and fled to the Philippines.”

“Huh? This is the guy we’ve been looking for.”

The American intelligence organization couldn’t miss a guy who commits murder through terrorism. But there were so many variables that they couldn’t track him.

However, after receiving information from Korea and tracking it, they confirmed that Vincent Garcia had passed through or visited the locations of numerous bombing incidents before they could identify the perpetrator.

“And he’s definitely been frequenting our place.”

“Is he targeting us?”

“It seems so. His behavior pattern isn’t just simple dining.”

The CIA could certainly distinguish between someone eating and someone with other motives.

“However, we’ve also confirmed that Park Do-joon and his group came to our place.”

“Any peculiarities?”

“None. They just ate with their colleagues and left.”

“Is that so? Then we should assume they accidentally came here and discovered Vincent Garcia.”

“That’s probably it. The Korean government doesn’t have the authority to arrest him.”

So they’ll keep monitoring him and suspect he’s coming here.

“Then we should assume Vincent Garcia knows about our branch.”

“Yes.”

“Most people wouldn’t know who we are, right? Wasn’t he a contract killer?”

“Doesn’t matter, does it? He’s not just targeting individuals.”

“True.”

Just being the CIA is enough to make them a target for someone who wants to kill them at any cost. Even in the Philippines, if they knew they were stationed here, a bombing could happen the very next day.

“We won’t get a warrant, will we?”

“Is it necessary?”

“That’s true.”

Everyone nodded at those words.

Vincent Garcia barely opened his eyes. He had found a restaurant that Park Do-joon and his gang frequented, or rather, commonly went to. And he was planning to blow it up using a bomb.

But he didn’t know that, unlike other places, this place had hidden CCTV cameras.

So he never thought that his appearance while installing the bomb would be discovered, and because he was on alert, he didn’t even realize he was being watched from the moment he entered.

“Ugh.”

“Vincent Garcia. I’ve been looking for you for a long time.”

“Who… are you?”

“Does it matter?”

The man in the shadows, wearing a hood, replied in a low voice.

“What matters isn’t who I am. What matters is that I will ask questions, and you will answer.”

He crossed the electric wires in his hand, creating sparks from the clamps at the end. Next to him was a small portable table, and on it were all sorts of torture tools.

Seeing that, Vincent Garcia’s whole body began to tremble in fear. But there was no way to resist. And the man grinned at his terrified appearance.

“Feel free to scream as much as you want. No one comes here.”

And a long scream echoed in the night sky.

“Kkeuaaaak!”

“Hmm.”

Some time later, a video arrived at the embassy. It showed a man who was half-dead, or rather, looked like it would be more humane to kill him.

-I don’t know. I killed Hong Chang-sik in Korea. But I received money in cash and received the job through a broker. I know that the perpetrator is the chairman of a large Korean corporation, but I don’t know anything more than that.

-Please… please kill me, please.

The video ended like that.

And watching it, Lee Ji-soo covered her mouth and struggled to hold back the vomit rising up.

“It was a bust after all.”

She expected it. There’s no way a cautious guy like Hong Woo-jong would make a direct deal, and even if he did, he wouldn’t have the connections to bring in a bomber like that in the first place.

“It’ll be hard to tie Hong Woo-jong to it.”

Lee Ji-soo said, averting her gaze from the camera footage she had struggled to stop. Park Do-joon nodded at those words.

“It can’t be helped. That’s why they hire a killer in the first place.”

It’s not just for the purpose of killing, but also to avoid being tracked. Even if they arrest the killer, the broker would have already fled. Even if the broker failed to escape, the related data would have been discarded a long time ago.

“At least there won’t be any more bombings.”

A bomb is a really ambiguous weapon to deal with. It costs a lot of money to prevent someone from hiding and waiting to kill you.

A place that was safe yesterday becomes a dangerous place today. That’s why bombs are a nightmare for everyone.

“We’ll be able to catch him someday.”

Park Do-joon could only smile bitterly.

# Indiscriminate Murder

“That’s a shame.”

Hong Geun-jong clicked his tongue while looking at the report.

“I thought we could catch him this time.”

“It can’t be helped. He’s not an easy guy.”

“Yeah. That’s true.”

While it seemed like he would fly away, Hong Woo-jong was actually expanding his position.

“I heard you won the election this time?”

“I won, overwhelmingly.”

Hong Woo-jong succeeded in his third election with a huge number of sympathy votes for losing his father in a terrorist attack. Not only that, but he immediately entered the core of the party.

“People with grudges resisted, but it seems it wasn’t easy.”

“The public itself is giving him a landslide of sympathy votes.”

If he had run in the presidential election instead of the general election, he might have been able to aim for the presidency.

“The serious thing is that he’s gradually establishing himself.”

If he becomes president, Hong Woo-jong can kill Hong Geun-jong in reverse. After that, if he says he’ll seize power, there’s no one who can stop him.

“To prevent that, we need to find as many weaknesses as possible.”

“It’s not easy.”

Hong Geun-jong isn’t stupid either. He knows how dangerous his younger brother is, so he’s been looking for all sorts of weaknesses to politically ruin him, but he hasn’t been able to find them.

“Woo-jong knows I’m targeting him, so he’ll be careful. And you know, it’s never easy to monitor a member of the National Assembly.”

“That’s right.”

If he’s really caught, it will be a big social problem, and even if Hong Woo-jong is his own brother, Hong Geun-jong will be in crisis for monitoring him.

“The good thing is that he won’t be able to do anything right now.”

He became a three-term member of the National Assembly by gathering issues, and he gained the recognition of a senior member using this incident. Unless Hong Woo-jong makes a particularly big mistake, he will grow into a senior member without any problems.

Of course, many people are watching, so he will be more careful and won’t do anything rashly.

“Since we have some time, let’s find a solution in the meantime.”

“Yeah. By the way, while you were in the Philippines, the police were noisy?”

“Yes? What happened?”

Park Do-joon hadn’t gone to work yet, so he didn’t know what was happening now.

“Ah, you don’t know?”

“No.”

“It seems there’s been a series of murders. Or should I say a mass slaughter?”

“A series of murders? But a mass slaughter?”

Of course, it’s not like such things never happen. But usually, the criminal is arrested before the serial killings. Or rather, serial killings and mass slaughter are completely different.

“But it seems they can’t find the culprit.”

“The culprit must be skilled.”

“You really don’t know anything.”

“No, I don’t.”

“Go and see. You’ll probably find out when you go.”

Park Do-joon couldn’t help but tilt his head at Hong Geun-jong’s words.

The next day, Park Do-joon went straight to the police station. And as soon as he arrived, a case was immediately assigned to him. That’s how serious the situation was.

“Twenty-four people?”

“To be exact, there are fourteen deaths and ten injuries. It happened in three places in total.”

“The whole country is in an uproar.”

“It’s a mess. But these bastards are persistent.”

Jo Sang-gyu shook his head.

“They’re changing the food too. They’re spreading it indiscriminately to people.”

“Haven’t you made it public? You have to make it public.”

The case was simple. Someone is putting poison in food and throwing it away. In fact, the criminal act of putting poison in food happens more often than you think, and it’s actually one of the crimes that has been profiled because it happens so often.

Of course, the first problem that arises when that situation occurs is to inform the outside world about which food is being used for this murder using poison.

The company is horrified because its sales will plummet and sometimes it will be unable to recover, but the best way to reduce the damage is to make people avoid the food itself.

“Is the company making a fuss?”

The problem is that most food companies are large corporations. Of course, they have no choice but to get angry because their sales will be fatal if it is made public.

“They did at first. But not now.”

“Why?”

“They’re not just using one food.”

The criminal’s method was simple. Put poison in the food and leave it. And someone eats it and dies. It’s simple, but it’s impossible to track and the damage is great.