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Jang Seong-taek would never dream of rebellion. I realized this through the conversation we had during his visit to Seoul. Aiming for a collective leadership system like China, Jang Seong-taek could only hope for such an opportunity after Kim Jong-il's passing, with one of his nephews expected to take the throne. There was no way someone like Jang Seong-taek would become the mastermind behind a coup, creating favorable conditions for the military. Unless, of course, there was solid confirmation that…-
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Kim Hak-gwon received news early in the morning that the North Korean People's Army had mobilized. He summoned the National Security Council members before dawn to hold an emergency meeting. In the underground bunker of the Blue House, individuals who had received the President's call were arriving one by one. The Prime Minister, the Minister of National Defense, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, the Minister of Reunification, the head of the National Intelligence Service, and the head of the National…
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Manager Ma, who had been standing silently like a shadow, approached and whispered in my ear. "What should we do?" "Let's wait for now. We'll see how it unfolds." "If we stay with them like this, it could pose a risk to the Boss's safety as well." His voice was thick with concern, but I shook my head slightly. "If a coup were to succeed right now, it would be a problem no matter where we are. This could be the safest place." While Manager Ma and I talked, Kim Jong-il was expressing his fury. "That…
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Three days had passed since our arrival in Pyongyang, yet Kim Jong-il still hadn't called for me. Kim Sung-jin's warning lingered in my mind, but I remained calm as I waited. Unlike previous visits to Pyongyang, this time Manager Ma and Chairman Kim Byung-woo were accompanying me, so it wouldn't be easy to summon me hastily. On the morning of the third day, our bus rolled towards Kaesong. "Chairman Song Chan-woo, how is Honorary Chairman Song Young-ju's health?" "It's the same as always. My father…
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"Why are you curious about that?" What’s the reason behind asking me that? What on earth is this man thinking? It felt like he read the doubt flashing across my face, but Kim Sung-jin continued without a hint of concern. "I hope you won’t come to Pyongyang." "You’re telling me not to go?" "Yes. I don’t know why you plan to visit, but it won’t end well. I don’t want a young businessman like you getting hurt, just like Boss Kim." He doesn’t want me to get hurt… I glared at him, even…
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Afterward, Baek Cheol-soo stayed at the Myeong-dong office for about an hour before saying his goodbyes and heading out. Once Baek Cheol-soo left the office, I headed towards the window. He paused briefly after stepping outside the building. As he stood still for a moment, Baek Cheol-soo looked up and made eye contact with me through the window. Then, he quickly blended into the crowd and vanished. Once he was out of sight, I turned my body and gave a directive to Manager Ma, who was standing next to…
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The inspecting delegation that departed from Pyongyang crossed the divided line overland. They entered Seoul under the protection of the Korean military. After overcoming traffic control, the delegation arrived smoothly at the Blue House, where they were warmly welcomed by President Kim Hak-gwon and his cabinet. "Welcome!" President Kim Hak-gwon greeted them with a broad smile. "Thank you for the warm welcome, Mr. President." Baek Nam-gi shook hands with President Kim Hak-gwon on behalf of the…
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— Mr. Kim, have there been any updates? "Yes. It's hard to share the details over the phone, so I'd prefer to discuss it in person. I will reach out to President Kim Hak-gwon about a visit to North Korea, but it would be better if it's an official visit rather than just a casual trip." I could faintly hear Kim Jong-il searching for a cigarette on the other end of the line. — "So... just tell me. Does this mean the Americans accepted my proposal?" "It's not that they accepted my proposal... instead,…
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As a week passed, the initial chaos began to subside somewhat. However, the anger of the Americans showed no signs of cooling down. In New York, large crowds gathered daily in front of the Twin Towers, mourning the victims and vowing vengeance. In Washington D.C., memorial processions visiting the Capitol continued without end. Despite the fierce response from the U.S., countries and terrorist groups that held anti-American sentiments denied any involvement, while America pointed fingers at Al-Qaeda as…
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"A good father? Does that really look good to you?" Seo Jae-hoon's eyes glimmered. Soon, he burst into laughter. "Stop messing around. Do you even know how I grew up? A good father?" The man who laughed like a madman suddenly twisted his face into a grimace. "That person doesn't care about my life. He needs a puppet to inherit the Il-sung empire!"" After finishing his words, Seo Jae-hoon bit his lip hard. It was so forceful that blood began to trickle down. "Just kill me. Dying here would be…
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