As Kang Chan spent a bit of time watching TV, Kim Tae-Jin walked in.

“You’re awake,’ Kim Tae-Jin said.

“You should go and rest for a bit.”

Kim Tae-Jin looked more like a critical patient than Kang Chan since the gauze wrapped around him was completely visible through his shirt.

“Director Suh has been admitted downstairs, so you don’t have to worry.”

“Is he badly injured?”

“They said that he nearly wouldn’t have been able to use his legs for the rest of his life. He probably has nothing to say, considering he’s the one in charge of training our employees yet he messed up and got himself injured so badly.”

Kim Tae-Jin stared at Kang Chan after he finished talking. It looked like he wanted to say something.

Kang Chan turned off the TV and looked at him.

“On paper, it says that Sharlan died in a car accident on his way to France. And a friend of mine in the Intelligence Agency told me that the French government even requested cooperation to prevent it from getting reported in the news. Is there more to this that I’m not aware of?”

‘Oh shoot,’ Kang Chan thought.

He said something unnecessary...