“Can you make me a passport that matches the ID you gave me a while ago?” Kang Chan asked.

The room’s atmosphere was heavy.

Kang Chan didn’t look away from Kim Hyung-Jung even as he was wiping his hand with the tissue that Seok Kang-Ho had handed to him.

“You’re drawing international attention because of this event, and there’s also intel that you’re a secret agent that Ambassador Lanok and South Korea have raised, so the United States will be on high alert and closely monitor you the moment you enter their country.” Kim Hyung-Jung sighed deeply, then continued, “The people responsible for the attack are National Assembly Chairman Huh Ha-Soo, Chairperson Huh Sang-Soo, assistant Kwak Do-Young, and Yang-Jin-Woo. Yang Jin-Woo is in the United States, and the other three are in China. I’ll create a plan that would make them all go to South Korea.”

“What about Lee Ji-Yeon’s killer? I heard that two of Yang Jin-Woo’s private organizations are still around,” Kang Chan asked again.

Kim Hyung-Jung picked up a cigarette. “That’s currently under investigation.”

Kang Chan calmed down a little bit, but his eyes still glinted.

“We will give Lee Ji-Yeon’s hospitalized mother the full support that the country can provide her, so let’s suppress our anger a little until we can drag Yang Jin-Woo and Huh Ha-Soo here,” Kim Hyung-Jung said.

“Have you thought of a way?”

“We’re still looking into it from multiple angles.”

Having seen Kim Hyung-Jung’s will, Kang Chan didn’t complain. They were in a difficult situation, after all.

“Right! I left my phone in the hotel, but I came here because of the accident,” Kang Chan said.

“It will be there as you left it because the guest rooms are being restricted to preserve evidence. We’ll bring it over to you as soon as possible. Mr. Seok Kang-Ho’s phone will be there as well, right?”

“Ye...