Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 174

“Ha...”

Suwon District Prosecutors’ Office, Investigation Room.

Park Gyu-min sat there, looking like the world hadllapsed on him.

“Ha...”

All heuld do was sigh.

His luck was absolute shit.

White Gold’s junket room had never been busted before.

Why the hell did they get raided today, of all days?

He was frustrated.

If things weren’t meant to go well, then this was the worst-case scenario.

‘At least... I wasn’t the only one who got caught.’

That was one small relief.

When he glanced around earlier, he had seen actors, singers, athletes—a whole mix of celebrities rounded up along with him.

So even if the media got hold of the guest list, he was sure that the spotlight wouldn’t be on him.

As long as he played his cards right with the Association President, he might even get away with just internal disciplinary action.

At that moment, the prosecutor who led the raid walked into his investigation room.

Kim Seung-hwan.

However, Park Gyu-min had no idea who he was.

At first, hensidered calling up some of hisnnections in the prosecution office, but he decided against it.

For now, he wanted to observe the situation before making a move.

‘No need to panic and humiliate myself prematurely.’

In the past, he would have immediately shouted, Do you even know who I am?!

But that was the old Park Gyu-min.

The current him was different.

Because after dealing with An Su-ho, he had learned the hard way.

That there were monsters in this world—people who didn’t give a damn about political titles or four-term assemblyman backgrounds.

He had already been torn apart once, and that experience had humbled him.

Kim Seung-hwan sat across from him and spoke.

“Mr. Park Gyu-min?”

“Yes.”

“You’re the Vice President of the Grand Hunter Association,rrect?”

“Yes, that’srrect.”

"Hmm."

Kim Seung-hwan flipped through the documents in front of him, then scratched his temple with his index finger.

Seeing that, Park Gyu-min narrowed his eyes.

Something felt off.

This guy... had the same dangerous energy as An Su-ho.

It wasn’t normal.

Normally, when a prosecutor of his age saw someone with his political background, they would immediately act with respect and caution.

But this man wasn’t acting like that at all.

After scratching his temple, Kim Seung-hwan muttered,

“This really doesn’t make sense.”

“What doesn’t?”

“You’re aware that White Gold is run by Gangnam’s Baek-geum Faction,rrect?”

At that, Park Gyu-min paused for a moment before shaking his head.

“Is that so? I had no idea. I was just invited to the event.”

“An invitation, huh? Who invited you?”

Park Gyu-min hesitated.

If he dragged Son Baek-geum down with him, that bastard wouldn’t take it quietly.

After some thought, he said,

“...I think I’ll speak with my lawyer from this point on.”

“A lawyer, huh?”

Hearing that, Kim Seung-hwan chuckled, then pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

Park Gyu-min just watched him silently.

Kim Seung-hwan then spoke.

“Vice President.”

“Yes.”

“I know you’re a big deal—a former four-term assemblyman. But let’s be honest. You’re not the kind of guy who plays in junket rooms where a single chipsts at least 20 million won, are you?”

20 million won per chip.

That was true.

When Son Baek-geum first invited him, he had been intimidated.

After all, he had lost all his money to Su-ho not long ago.

If Son Baek-geum hadn’t promised tover his chips, he wouldn’t haveme in the first place.

But even knowing that, hearing it phrased like this stung his pride.

His eyebrow twitched as he asked,

“...What exactly are you implying?”

“You know exactly what I’m implying, so why are you pretending otherwise? Come on—think about it.

Baek-geum Faction’s junket rooms are strictly membership-only, and billions of won flow through them in a single night.

And you, a Vice President—not a businessman, not anglomerate heir—got invited to a luxury private club like White Gold?

It just doesn’t make sense.

So here’s my theory.”

Taking a deep drag of his cigarette, Kim Seung-hwan exhaled a cloud of smoke andntinued.

“Baek-geum Faction wanted something from you.

So they set up a VIP gambling night to butter you up.”

“......?”

What the hell was he talking about?

Anfused expression appeared on Park Gyu-min’s face.

Was this guy serious?

But Kim Seung-hwan’s face was dead serious.

“If that wasn’t the case, then why else would ampletely broke man like you suddenly get invited to a high-roller gambling club?”

“Broke?! Watch your mouth.”

“Oh? Then tell me—did you gamble with your own money?

Because that place only deals in cash.

So where exactly did you get the money for your buy-in?”

“That’s...”

Shit.

What the hell was he supposed to say?

If he denied it, he’d look suspicious.

If he told the truth, he was screwed anyway.

A true no-win situation.

Kim Seung-hwan snuffed out his cigarette and said,

“I’ll get your lawyer for you.

But let me warn you—don’t think you’ll get away just because a bunch of celebrities got arrested too.

I’m not interested in them.

I’m interested in you.”

“...And why is that?”

“Because you stink.”

Kim Seung-hwan leaned forward.

“I don’t need evidence to be suspicious.

I just need my instincts.

And my instincts tell me you’re filthy.”

“...This is ridiculous.”

“What’s really ridiculous is you.

Come on, Vice President—do you really think I’m questioning you without any ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) basis at all?”

“...That’s exactly what it feels like.”

Kim Seung-hwan smirked.

Then he said,

“Shock Project.”

“......?”

“I assume you’re familiar with it?”

“......!”

Park Gyu-min’s eyes grew wider than they ever had before.