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Park Bucheng leaned against the window, his gaze piercing through the night, watching the flickering lights of Seoul. The sudden strike from the prosecutor's office had indeed caught him off guard, but he had anticipated such a situation.
"Boss, the media war is already showing results," Li Zhenghao walked in, handing him a cup of hot coffee. "The prosecutor's office is in a mess, and the media is starting to question their motives."
Park Bucheng took the coffee and sipped it lightly. The bitter liquid slid down his throat, sharpening his thoughts.
"This is just the beginning," he set the coffee cup down. "Han Mi Na is not an easy opponent; she must have something up her sleeve."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yuhang hurriedly pushed the door open, his expression grave. "Boss, there's a new development. The newcomer today has some issues."
Park Bucheng raised an eyebrow. "Kim Ji Soo?"
"Yes, that's her." Zhao Yuhang lowered his voice. "I've noticed she keeps appearing where she shouldn't be and shows an unusual interest in our internal structure and operations."
Li Zhenghao slammed his hand on the table. "Damn it, is she an undercover? Should I grab her right now?"
"Don't rush," Park Bucheng stopped him, a glint of insight flashing in his eyes. "Since the prosecutor's office has sent us a pawn, why not make good use of her?"
He stood up and walked to the window, turning his back to the two men. "Let her continue; we don't want to alert her. However, from now on, everything she sees must go through my screening."
"You mean..." Zhao Yuhang pondered.
Park Bucheng turned around, a cold smile creeping onto his lips. "Reverse exploitation. Let her convey the information we want the prosecutor's office to know."
The next morning, Park Bucheng deliberately "ran into" Kim Ji Soo in the hallway.
"Good morning, Ji Soo," he greeted her warmly. "How are you adjusting?"
Kim Ji Soo appeared visibly nervous but quickly composed herself. "Pretty well, Minister. Everyone is taking good care of me."
Park Bucheng smiled slightly. "That's good to hear. By the way, there's an important meeting tonight to discuss next month's large smuggling operation. You should come along; it's a great opportunity to familiarize yourself with the business."
Kim Ji Soo's eyes lit up instantly, but she concealed it well. "Alright, Minister, I will be there on time."
Watching Kim Ji Soo leave, Park Bucheng turned and walked toward his office. Li Zhenghao was already waiting for him there.
"Boss, are you sure this is okay?" Li Zhenghao asked with some concern. "What if she leaks our plan...?"
Park Bucheng sat down leisurely and flipped through the documents on his desk. "That's exactly what I want."
That evening in the conference room, the atmosphere was tense. Park Bucheng scanned the room, confirming that all core members were present, including Kim Ji Soo sitting in the corner.
"Everyone," he cleared his throat, "on the 15th of next month, we will carry out a large-scale smuggling operation. The goods are military arms from Southeast Asia, valued at over fifty million dollars."
The room erupted in murmurs. This was the largest smuggling operation in the history of the Tai Chi Gang.
Park Bucheng continued, "The transaction will take place at Incheon Port's Dock No. 7. That’s our territory, so safety is guaranteed."
He detailed the action plan, including routes, timing, and personnel arrangements. Kim Ji Soo took notes diligently, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
After the meeting concluded, Park Bucheng deliberately stayed behind. He watched as Kim Ji Soo hurriedly left the conference room, a cold smile creeping onto his lips.
"The fish is already hooked," he murmured to himself.
Meanwhile, in the office of the Special Investigation Team at the prosecutor's office, Han Mi Na anxiously awaited news from Kim Ji Soo.
"Why hasn't she contacted me yet?" she paced back and forth irritably. "Could something have gone wrong?"
Just then, her phone vibrated. It was an encrypted message from Kim Ji Soo.
"Major intelligence: Tai Chi Gang plans to conduct a large-scale arms smuggling operation at Incheon Port's Dock No. 7 on the 15th of next month, valued at fifty million dollars. The detailed plan has been recorded and will be sent back as soon as possible."
Han Mi Na's eyes suddenly lit up. "Got you, Park Bucheng!"
She immediately gathered her team and began planning the operation to capture the smugglers.
However, what she didn't know was that at the Tai Chi Gang's secret Gang Stronghold, Park Bucheng was engaged in a completely different meeting.
"The real action is on the 12th, at Busan Port," Park Bucheng said to the core members. "Incheon Port is just a decoy, set up for those guys in the prosecution."
Li Zhenghao couldn't help but laugh. "Let the prosecution come up empty-handed; their expressions will be priceless."
But Park Bucheng didn't smile. "Don't let your guard down. This is just the first step. We still need to identify other internal vulnerabilities."
He turned to Zhao Yuhang. "Keep an eye on Li Meili. I suspect she's also providing information to the prosecution."
Zhao Yuhang was taken aback. "Li Meili? Li Zhenghao's mistress?"
Park Bucheng nodded. "Exactly. Her recent activities are suspicious, and I've noticed she often receives mysterious calls late at night."
Li Zhenghao's expression changed. "That bitch! I have to..."
"Calm down," Park Bucheng interrupted him. "Like with Kim Ji Soo, we can use her to pass false information. But this time, we need to be more discreet and make her think she hasn't been discovered."
In the following days, Park Bucheng began to implement his plan. He intentionally leaked some "confidential information" in front of Li Meili, including details about Tai Chi Gang's funding and the hideouts of key members.
At the same time, he didn't neglect Kim Ji Soo. He continued feeding her seemingly plausible information to relay to the prosecution.
A week later, the prosecution could no longer hold back and decided to take action against Park Bucheng's so-called "smuggling plan."
At Incheon Port's seventh dock, at three in the morning, members of the Special Investigation Team were fully armed and lying in ambush around the dock. Han Mi Na watched intently through binoculars, keeping her eyes fixed on the dark sea.
"Is there still no sign?" she asked her colleague beside her.
"No, Chief. The agreed time has passed, but we haven't seen any suspicious vessels," he replied.
Han Mi Na furrowed her brow. "Let's wait a bit longer; maybe they are delayed."
However, until dawn, the anticipated smuggling ship never appeared.
"Damn it!" Han Mi Na angrily threw down her binoculars. "We've been played!"
Just then, her phone rang. It was a call from her superior.
"Han Mi Na, what the hell is going on?" The angry voice on the other end demanded. "Do you have any idea how much manpower and resources have been wasted on this operation? The media is already questioning our intelligence sources and our ability to handle cases!"
Han Mi Na gritted her teeth. "Chief, I can explain..."
"No need for explanations!" her superior interrupted. "Return immediately for a meeting!"
Meanwhile, Park Bucheng was sitting in the office of the Tai Chi Gang headquarters, leisurely watching the news report on television.
"It has been reported that the Special Investigation Team of the Prosecutor's Office conducted a large-scale operation at Incheon Port last night but ended up with nothing. Sources say this operation was based on false intelligence. The credibility of the Prosecutor's Office is once again in question..."
Li Zhenghao walked in, wearing a smug smile. "Boss, the plan worked! The Prosecutor's Office is now a laughingstock, and even the media has started siding with us."
Park Bucheng turned off the television, though his expression remained tense. "This is just the beginning. Han Mi Na won't give up easily. She will surely intensify her efforts and may even resort to more aggressive tactics."
He stood up and walked to the window. "Inform the brothers to stay alert. Also, continue to use Kim Ji Soo and Li Meili to pass along false intelligence to keep the Prosecutor's Office busy."
Li Zhenghao nodded and was about to leave when Park Bucheng called him back. "Oh, one more thing."
"What is it, Boss?"
Park Bucheng turned around, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. "Start gathering personal information on Han Mi Na. I want to know everything about her—family background, daily habits, weaknesses, any dirt we can use against her."
Li Zhenghao was taken aback for a moment, then a knowing smile spread across his face. "Understood, Boss."
Park Bucheng settled back into his chair, his fingers lightly tapping on the desk. He knew that this confrontation with the prosecutor's office was just beginning. And he was already planning his next move.
Just then, the office door swung open, and Zhao Yuhang hurried in. "Boss, there's a situation."
"What situation?"
Zhao Yuhang lowered his voice. "Our people have discovered that a young prosecutor has been secretly investigating you. His name is Zhao Yuhang, and he seems to be questioning Han Mi Na's judgment; he's conducting an independent investigation."
Park Bucheng narrowed his eyes. "Interesting. It seems the prosecutor's office isn't as united as it appears."
After pondering for a moment, a meaningful smile crept onto his face. "Perhaps we can use this Zhao Yuhang to further divide the prosecutor's office from within."
Zhao Yuhang asked curiously, "What do you plan to do, Boss?"
Park Bucheng did not answer immediately. He stood up and walked to the window, overlooking the streets of Seoul. The sunlight cast a cold smile on his face.
"All's fair in war," he murmured. "Since Han Mi Na enjoys playing undercover, let's give her a taste of betrayal from her own people."
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