LRAB Chapter 13: World of Vampire Detective [2]
Chapter 13: World of Vampire Detective [2]
After leaving the room, Park Chan-sung let out a short sigh and headed to the director's office.
There, a middle-aged woman, commonly referred to as "Madam," was waiting.
She wore a white dress, and though her face showed signs of ageing, consistent care and exercise made her appear to be in her early to mid-thirties.
She was a woman like a ripe fruit, exuding a seductive and decadent aura that ordinary women could never match.
Kim Mi-ok.
The Madam of Yeong Hye-jeong. In the underworld, she was known as the "Iron Lady," someone no one dared to cross.
"I've placed him in Special Room 6."
Special Room 6. The only room in Yeong Hye-jeong equipped with cameras.
"Okay. I'm watching."
Kim Mi-ok glanced at one of the walls, where a thin TV screen displayed Eugene changing his clothes.
"Oh my."
Kim Mi-ok slightly opened her mouth as she noticed his boxer briefs. She could sense the weight behind them. It reminded her of a time when she had been with a black man in her youth—it was that size.
"He's not an ordinary guy."
"Yeah. I saw the CCTV footage from the entrance. I was shocked..."
Kim Mi-ok manipulated her laptop a few times, and a portion of the screen replayed the recorded CCTV footage.
A young man slapped another man's cheek without hesitation and stabbed a knife into his thigh without a second thought. That was definitely not the behaviour of an ordinary person.
"Is Do-hyun okay?"
"Yes. He avoided any dangerous areas. However, he'll need to rest for a few weeks."
"It can't be helped. But who is this guy? Do you know him?"
"I don't know. With skills like that, he's not ordinary..."
Park Chan-sung trailed off. With skills like that, any organization would welcome him with open arms.
"He might be a killer trained by another organization. I'll look into it."
"Is he a vampire?"
Those who needed to know about vampires already knew. Moreover, as someone who dominated Korea's nightlife scene, Kim Mi-ok was well aware of vampires.
"No. I'm certain of that. There was no unique aura of a vampire. His fangs were human."
"Then is he a hunter?"
"Vampire hunters don't act so recklessly. They're generally mild unless their target is a vampire."
"So he's an unidentified skilled individual... What could his identity be?"
"..."
Park Chan-sung closed his mouth. He had no information about the man. He, too, wanted to know who the man was and why he had come to Yeong Hye-jeong.
"I'm worried about the girls. From what I saw, his temper is no joke... What if he uses violence on them?"
"I'll prepare the boys."
"...Are the boys here enough?"
At least 30 men. They were all Park Chan-sung's subordinates and members of the organization, working as employees throughout the building. If they all attacked at once, taking down one man would be easy.
"That guy tried to kill Do-hyun. If I hadn't intervened, he would have killed him right then and there. He's probably killed before and has combat training. I want to be thoroughly prepared for any situation."@@@@
Park Chan-sung recalled the man's gaze when he looked at Do-hyun. It was similar to the eyes of a vampire—eyes that didn't see humans as humans.
"In my opinion, his identity is one of three things: a psychopath, a killer, or a murderer."
"...Sigh!"
Kim Mi-ok rested her head on one hand. Yeong Hye-jeong had faced troublesome situations before, but something like this was a first.
Times were different now. If someone died here, it could lead to a lot of complications. They could use their political connections to suppress it, but even that had its limits.
The best outcome would be if nothing happened at all.
"...No. Don't call the boys."
Kim Mi-ok looked at the screen. The man was sitting on the sofa, deep in thought. Her instincts told her that the man hadn't come to cause trouble or pick a fight with Yeong Hye-jeong.
"I'll keep an eye on him. You investigate him."
"Understood, Madam."
Park Chan-sung bowed respectfully and left, closing the door behind him. As always, Park Chan-sung didn't seem like a gangster but rather a competent secretary. People said that gangsters these days were elites, and seeing Park Chan-sung, that might be true.
"..."
Kim Mi-ok crossed her arms and stared at the screen.
Her eyes were cold as ice.
The leggings clearly outlined her panties. Despite her innocent expression, she was wearing bold T-back panties.
"...Huh!"
I let out a small breath. My body was trembling with excitement. My dick was already half-hard just from seeing them.
"I'm Kang Eugene."
After briefly introducing myself, I placed all the money I had—15 million won—on the table.
"Huh?"
"Let's have a wild time today."
I now had a bucket list.
I wanted to see the pussies of the women in front of me with my own eyes and compare them to the pussies of real-life actresses.
I roughly took off my jacket and slowly unbuttoned my shirt.
My eyes were burning. I had no interest in alcohol. My goal was solely to fuck you.
As if reading my mind, Reika, who seemed experienced, smiled awkwardly and said to me.
"Hey... Young man. This isn't that kind of place. It's a place to drink and have fun."
Bullshit.
In dramas, it was definitely portrayed as wholesome. Korea's broadcasting industry is sensitive to such things.
But this wasn't a drama.
The best room salon in Korea without prostitution? Where politicians and corporate executives just enjoy drinks and songs and then leave?
Anyone with half a brain wouldn't believe that.
"...Ah! Really?"
"Young man. If you behave, we'll have a fun time today~"
I let Raika's words go in one ear and out the other as I picked up my jacket.
"Wait. Just five minutes! Wait here. I'll be right back."
"Oppa?"
I rushed out the door. I anxiously took the elevator down to the third floor.
"Ah, sir? Is there a problem?"
"No. I'll be right back."
I went out the main entrance and down the stairs. I headed to a nearby ATM corner I had noticed when I took the taxi here.
Breathlessly, I stood in front of the ATM and started inserting my card. There was an old man next to me, but in my excited state, I didn't notice him.
'As expected, 15 million won wasn't enough. It would have been enough in another room, but not here.'
I smirked as I withdrew money from the ATM. I repeated the process several times, and when one ATM ran out of cash, I moved to the next.
Raika. Hera. Mi-young.
These three were at the pinnacle of the nightlife scene. No amount of money was too much.
I was now a horny dog driven by lust.
'It's not like it's my money anyway.'
100 million.
I roughly stuffed the orange bills into my jacket and tied it up like a bundle. The old man who had been watching me was shocked, but I ignored him and carried the money bundle back to Yeong Hye-jeong.
At the entrance was a different gangster, not the big guy I had fought earlier. The sly-looking guy saw me and flinched, bowing his head.
"You've been taught some manners. Good job."
I was in a hurry. Really in a hurry.
Every second waiting for the elevator felt like a minute. When I arrived at the room, I even felt a sense of joy.
They were sitting on the plush sofa. They had their legs crossed, and their skirts were so short that their panties peeked through their thighs.
"Ah, oppa? Did you go to the bathroom?"
"Hmm... It seems like he went outside."
I pushed aside the snacks and premium liquor on the table and placed the money bundle on it.
When I untied the bundle, 50,000 won bills cascaded out.
A pile of 50,000 won bills. No words could describe it better.
"100 million. Including what was already here, 115 million won. Is this enough to have a wild time? Or is even this not enough?"
They stared at me with their mouths open, looking at me like I was crazy.