Real Man-Chapter 869
Yoo-hyun, who was momentarily at a loss for words, asked back.
“You want to… fix the world order?”
“If I was satisfied with just reaching the top, I wouldn’t have been greedy. If I had such a weak mind, I would have broken and collapsed long ago.”
“…”
Yoo-hyun remained silent, and Carl Ican raised his voice even more.
“I believe that the world should move in a better direction. But the whole world is divided, and everyone is only looking after their own interests. To coordinate this, we need a big power.”
“Is that Medallion?”
“That’s right. It’s still a process, though.”
His answer made Yoo-hyun clench his fist. Crack.
Yoo-hyun looked at the whole conference room.
“Do the people here share the same idea?”
“Didn’t I tell you? If they didn’t have a grand goal, they would have dropped out long ago. Like you or Paul.”
“Kukukuku.”
The giants who moved Wall Street, no, the monsters who covered their greed with the wrapper of justice and deluded themselves, smiled in the conference room.
Nonsense!
Yoo-hyun’s eyes sank as he looked at Carl Ican.
“Do you think you are the only one who is righteous?”
“I’d rather call it the best option. I think it’s fair to define it as the invisible hand that has made the world economy run smoothly so far.”
“The invisible hand…”
“That’s right. Without boasting of any honor, they quietly coordinate to fix the world order. It’s not an easy job. You know that.”
Yoo-hyun looked at Carl Ican, who was shaking his head, and felt his anger rising.
The territorial dispute over the Caspian Sea resources, the water shortage problem in Southeast Asia, the oil war between Iran and the United Arab Emirates, Israel’s airstrike on Palestine, North Korea’s nuclear provocation, and so on.
Because of the deeds of the invisible hand, only a few capitalists and politicians filled their bellies.
The majority suffered a huge damage directly or indirectly, and they are still suffering from pain.
Too many people were sacrificed by being swept away by the greed of the greedy ones without knowing why.
Grit.
Yoo-hyun bit his teeth hard and suppressed his anger as he spoke.
“Huh… Because of your shallow thinking, too many people died and suffered. Do you think that’s fair now?”
“It’s inevitable that some things will be eliminated in the big flow of capitalism. Even so, isn’t it the ideal direction for the economy to develop in a macroscopic aspect?”
“Ideal? Do you think it’s natural to gain benefits by stepping on the blood of countless people?”
“Hmm. No offense, but burning with a sense of justice is a headache. It’s disgusting to act so high and mighty by yourself.”
Yoo-hyun ignored Carl Ican’s sarcastic tone and checked his phone.
‘2 minutes ago.’
Yoo-hyun left a prepared message in the chat room and looked at Carl Ican.
“That’s right. And thank you. You relieved me of my worries.”
“Worries?”
“Yes. I was wondering how to judge you guys. But it seems that there is no need to show any mercy.”
“Hey, you seem to be mistaken about something right now…”
Bang!
Yoo-hyun slammed the desk and glared at Carl Ican.
“You are the one who is mistaken. Just wait and see who will kneel before whom.”
“What?”
He wanted to punch him right away, but that was not enough.
He had to destroy him so badly that he could never stand up again.
Flash.
Yoo-hyun raised his hand, and the large screen in front of him turned on.
The text that announced the broadcast content was clearly visible next to the live sign.
-Donald Trump’s emergency press conference.
On the podium, a man with a good appearance stood with a stern expression.
He was Donald Trump, the Republican presidential candidate and Carl Ican’s official sponsor.
“What, why is he there?”
Carl Ican frowned at the sudden situation.
He was supposed to report all of Donald Trump’s movements, but he didn’t receive any contact.
Even the broadcasting station that was reporting was Fox TV, which was practically his own.
He had no word or half-word about the emergency press conference.
He was more puzzled.
‘How did he turn on the screen?’
At the entrance of the meeting room, his right-hand man, Vice President Jeff Smith, was standing there, as if he had entered at some point.
These mismatched situations confused Carl Ican’s mind, who pursued perfection.
The confusion was brief, and Donald Trump opened his mouth.
-It’s an urgent situation. Currently, Russia’s intelligence agency is interfering with the US presidential election, and there is a conspiracy to pin the blame on me.
Click. Click.
The camera shutter was pressed endlessly at the surprising remark.
Carl Ican, who was watching, was dumbfounded.
“What is that bastard saying?”
Thump.
Shawn Ackman quickly got up from his seat and straightened his clothes.
There are always people who are quick to notice wherever they go.
‘If you can get out, go ahead.’
Jeff Smith, the vice president who received Yoo-hyun’s chin gesture, rather opened the door wide.
At the same time, Donald Trump’s voice rang loudly through the speaker.
-The mastermind is my sponsor, Carl Ican! He is a traitor of America and a lapdog of Russia, who approached me deliberately for his political greed.
“…”
Carl Ican’s pupils trembled as if he was shocked.
Donald Trump was not a person who would stop there.
-This is a fact that I have clearly revealed through a special information network. This Donald Trump! For the glory of the great America, I will definitely punish that son of a bitch!
Donald Trump was Carl Ican’s puppet.
He poured a huge amount of money to make him president, and he used the Republican Party to make the board, and he made Russia interfere with the election.
But what?
Son of a bitch?
“That ungrateful bastard!”
Carl Ican’s eyes turned upside down with boiling anger, and he swung his arm with a snort.
Shawn Ackman, who was trying to get out first, shouted.
“Hey. What are you doing? Do you know who I am?”
“Calm down, please.”
The entrance was already blocked by men in navy blue jumpers.
The yellow letters ‘FBI’ on their chests clearly showed their identity.
The FBI (Federal Bureau of Investigation) agents moved swiftly and grabbed the members of the activist fund.
Thud, thud.
A man who looked like the most senior among them walked over and handed a warrant to Carl Ican.
“I’m Barry Topper from the FBI National Security Division.”
“Barry. Long time no see.”
“I’ll skip the personal talk. You are under arrest for violating the National Security Act, forming an anti-government organization, plotting treason and sedition. You have the right to remain silent…”
The CIA was in charge of external affairs such as international information warfare, while the FBI, a department directly under the US Department of Justice, focused on domestic investigations.
The FBI, which had the power to exercise judicial authority throughout the United States, was not able to easily deal with Carl Ican.
The reason was that everyone from the Attorney General to the FBI Director was under Carl Ican’s influence.
But…
‘How dare you draw your sword at me?’
Carl Ican glared at Yoo-hyun with a bitter smile, sensing the seriousness of the problem.
“Do you think I’ll fall for such a trick? You’ll pay dearly for messing with me.”
“Anytime.”
“See you soon.”
“Call me if you want to see me. I’ll visit you once.”
Click.
Yoo-hyun ignored Carl Ican, who clenched his teeth, and winked at Barry Topper.
He nodded and held out handcuffs to Carl Ican.
“Since you’re not answering, I’ll take it that you understood what I said.”
Clack.
“Let go! I don’t need this crap to go.”
Carl Ican snapped at the handcuffs and growled, and Barry Topper raised his hand to call the other agents.
“Sure. Sam, Argo, take him away.”
“Yes. Got it.”
Two burly men who ran up quickly stuck to Carl Ican’s sides.
Carl Ican, who walked with his chin up, saw his right-hand man and the vice president of Ican Goldenway, Jeff Smith, standing at the entrance and sneered.
“Ha! You stabbed me in the back.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You’re a bat. I shouldn’t have picked you up.”
“…”
Jingle, jingle.
Carl Ican, who lowered his head, went out with the FBI agents.
Jeff Smith, who watched Carl Ican’s back, had a very stiff expression.
Paul Graham, who approached him, comforted him and talked to him.
Yoo-hyun looked at the two men and recalled the memory of a week ago.
The day he received a call with a restricted caller ID.
Jessica Graham, who made the call, secretly told him the news of Paul Graham’s recovery.
At the point when Paul Graham said he would come to the United States, a huge amount of data came through the backdoor of the communication equipment.
In addition to the Russian remittance records, there were many traces of suspicion.
Yoo-hyun sensed that something big was going on and looked through the other data.
Among them, there was some information about today’s meeting and Paul Graham, who was an initial member.
Yoo-hyun examined them carefully and came up with his own plan.
Paul Graham, who came to the United States and heard the whole story, added his thoughts.
I agree that these materials contain the evil deeds that Carl Ican committed. But there’s no time to waste. Let’s make it look good. I’ll make some room for you.
Paul Graham thought he needed the help of an insider to finish the job in one breath.
So he chose Jeff Smith, who was Carl Ican’s right-hand man and who had worked under him for a while.
Thanks to his persuasion, many things were resolved quickly.
The fragmented evidence was organized by Jeff Smith, and this led to a situation where the CIA’s investigation speed increased and the FBI stepped in.
Of course, the clue to all this solution started from Yoo-hyun.
Barry Topper, who knew this fact better than anyone, came over and greeted him.
“Mr. Steve. Thank you for trusting and supporting us until the end.”
“Thank you for waiting outside the entrance for me.”
“It was to lure Trump in. It was a great move.”
Donald Trump had a suspicion of colluding with Russia’s intervention in the election, but there was no evidence.
If they investigated him as it was, it would only turn into a political issue and boost him.
At that moment, Yoo-hyun suggested another way.
EIJ.
It was a novel way to kill a beast with a beast, and Albert Whale, the deputy director of the CIA, agreed with it, and Barry Topper, who met him through his introduction, questioned it.
I understand that Trump might attack Carl Ican to preemptively refute the suspicion. But will Carl Ican really reveal Trump’s crimes?
Carl Ican was a person who stood at the peak of money and power.
Such a proud man would not sit still after being bitten by the dog he raised.
He would know the corruption of Donald Trump better than anyone else, as he had nurtured him for years.
Wouldn’t he try to put him in jail by making up crimes that didn’t exist, depending on the level of provocation?
That was the reason Yoo-hyun gave.
