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I laughed as I watched the broken teacup rolling across the floor. I thought he had a big heart, but turns out he’s just a small fry. "Why are you so surprised? Didn’t you expect this? If not, what reason would I have to meet you?" "That... Mogilevich is connected to the government..." "You don’t need to worry about that. The discussions are already over. This conflict between the mafia won't involve the police, let alone the FSB." The fear in Usov's eyes finally flicered with a hint of…-
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The Chechen Republic was a thorn in Russia's side. While most Russians adhered to the Russian Orthodox Church, the Chechens, who practiced Islam, had always rebelled against Russia. Their relationship had soured to the point of two wars. Notably, the Second Chechen War significantly contributed to Putin's rise to the presidency of Russia. If he hadn't emerged victorious in the Second Chechen War, the current version of Putin might not even exist. However, even though the war had ended, terror and…
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Unlike Putin, who spoke calmly, my mind was a chaotic mess. Instead of an imperfect nuclear weapon under Kim Jong-il's unpredictable control, wouldn’t it be worse for the Soviet Union's combined technological prowess to fall into his hands? It felt like handing dynamite to a child. "...Are you sure?" "I can’t be certain. But I heard that the purpose of the coup planned by the overseas intelligence agency was to retrieve the stolen nuclear weapons. If we capture Kim Jong-il and the regime changes,…
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As I stepped into the hotel lobby, a group of burly men walked toward us. Igor, who seemed to know one of them, moved forward to engage in conversation. After finishing his talk, he returned with a voice low enough for only me to hear. "They say only two bodyguards are allowed. And they want us to disarm, Boss." "Disarm?" "Yes, Boss. It's an unspoken rule among the Russian mafia to not bring weapons to the negotiation table. What should we do?" "If that's the custom, then we'll follow it. Tell them…
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I was getting ready to head to the Kremlin Palace to meet with Putin. A neat knock echoed, and Manager Ma entered my bedroom. "Boss, it's a call from Administrative Chief Medvedev. What shall we do?" "Medvedev? Connect me, please." I picked up the phone. Medvedev's calm voice came through the receiver. ― Mr. Kim Mu-hyeok. "Chief Medvedev. I'll be seeing you at the Kremlin Palace soon, but thanks for the call." ― That's exactly why I called. It's about Putin; he wants to meet elsewhere.…
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While Manager Ma's subordinates were indeed providing security for me in Russia, most of the tasks were actually handled by Igor and his crew. However, I was severely disappointed that they failed to prevent information leaks and couldn't even get a grasp on the situation. "Igor, I've entrusted my life to you. Not just anyone, but you, in Russia, of all places. The Russian mafia doesn't just lack heavy weapons; they also pack anti-tank systems. How could you not know about the terror plot? Were you…
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Inside the private jet heading to Russia, I reviewed the investigation materials handed over by Manager Kim Woong-rae. "There's no way President Kim Hak-gwon isn't aware of this incident. So many people are involved. The corruption cases that popped up before seem minor in comparison. The moment this blows up, it will spread like wildfire." It was a case involving nearly all the chaebols in Korea and political funding. They tightened the screws on loans, using sweet talks to receive political donations,…
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You just barged in out of nowhere. I put down my wine glass and silently stared at Kim Woong-rae. "I've heard a lot about Cheon Tae-san's Chairman, the kin usury who tightly controls the loan shark market in Myeong-dong. I've also heard about the man who succeeded him. But to be here, you shouldn't be too curious about too many things. I let half of what I heard slip right through my ears. Even if just half of what I heard is true, it would turn Korea upside down." "What kind of answer do you…
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"Building trust with Masood won't hurt. After all, he's set to become the new president of Afghanistan soon." Everything I'd planned was going according to my desires. Afghanistan wasn't a region known for wealth. At least, not yet—it was about to change. "There's no doubt trust in Black Bear has increased. They typically don't like to rely on outside help. Looks like things went your way, right?" The amount of money the U.S. was ready to invest in Afghanistan was staggering. On top of that, rumors…
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"Ah, I'm really full. Korean food is the best. You just can't find this flavor in American Korean restaurants. I guess I really am a Korean at heart." Finishing his meal, Han Gyeong-yeong set down his spoon and happily took a sip of the nurungji that the ajumma had brought. "Wasn’t Jin-tae supposed to be starting university soon? Right, Auntie?" "Yes, that's correct." The ajumma was the oldest among the housekeepers working at the Pyeongchang-dong mansion. Having worked here since the time of the…
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