Hong-seok, who took the intern out, came back after a while.

"Have you talked to her?”

Hong Seok nodded at Jong-seok's words and said,

"The professor told me to.”

"Professor?"

"The professor told me to fix only a few things in the authenticity of the product authenticity.

"You know it's a fake?”

"I knew that changing the figures meant that it was fake."

"How many do you say you touched?”

"He says he has two."

"Two of you? So you have other kids?”

"I don't know in detail, but I think some of the other interns have done this."

The principal asked Hong Seok's words.

"So what are the two? Are you from France?"

Hong Seok shook his head at the principal's question.

"It's something else."

"Well... ...that means there are four fake goods.”

Once the two pieces found in France and one or two pieces of confession by the intern were done, they were four pieces.

Hong Seok, who nodded, took out his cell phone.

"When are you coming? Yes, I get it. And Mr. Lee caught one. Yeah... ...it looks like Professor Oh Jong-myung's side touched two. Yeah."

After finishing the phone call with Won Seung-hwan, Jong-seok asked.

"When is he coming?"

"I'm on my way back from the loan. There he is."

As Hong-seok pointed to the entrance, Won Seung-hwan and Cha In-beom began to come inside with a few people.

'They must be vice ministers of culture, sports and tourism.'

When Jong-seok saw two middle-aged people coming next to Won Seung-hwan and Cha In-beom, people with Won Seung-hwan blocked the entrance.

"Vice-Minister."

"Welcome."

As people bowed their heads and came to greet the vice ministers, the two vice ministers raised their hands with stiff faces.

"Let's say hello later."

"Let's say hi later.”

The way they spoke was different, but they were both giving a little hard refusal. The people approaching the scene looked at them in wonder.

On a good day, we gathered for a good occasion, but the faces of the two did not seem to be good at all.

Then the two walked to the place where the elders of the stationery store were.

"Thank you for coming."

"Thank you for all your help."

The principal smiled at the two people's greetings.

"We're just here to see what's going on...... Mr. Lee here will help you."

At the principal's words, Hong Seok looked at the two vice ministers and said,

"Let's get started.”

At Hong-seok's words, the Vice Minister of Culture, Sports and Tourism nodded and moved to one side.

"Professor Oh Jong-myung."

"Vice-Minister."

When the vice minister of culture, sports and tourism called Oh Jong-myung, smiled brightly and reached out his hand.

Even the vice minister was younger than himself, so he thought he would come to greet him first.

And that means Oh Jong-myung's position is that big in the private academic world.

Vice Culture, Sports and Tourism Minister Oh Jong-myung saw Jongseok.

"Please."

Jong-seok took Oh Jong-myung's hand at the words of Vice Culture, Sports and Tourism Minister.

"Who?"

"I'm an oriental doctor."

Jong-seok, holding Oh Jong-myung's hand, nodded small to the vice minister. The vice minister, who had already heard about Jong-seok in the eye, saw Oh Jong-myung.

"Professor Oh Jong-myung, did you make fake cultural assets and exchange them for the original?"

"What?"

Oh Jong-myung looked at him as if he didn't know what he was talking about, but soon understood the meaning and said, "I was surprised."

"No, what are you talking about?...”

Argh!

And Jong-seok's "life division" brought in the feelings of the people around him.

Tension, surprise, shock, guilt, anxiety......’

Reading fast-paced emotions, Jong-seok specified some of them.

Jong-seok stared at Hong-seok and shook his head. Hong Seok followed Jong-seok's gaze and identified several people.

Meanwhile, the vice minister was again asking Oh Jong-myung with a stiff face.

"I'll ask you again. Where can I find the genuine cultural assets?"

"A cultural asset, of course, isn't it here? I don't know what you're talking about."

Jong-seok said Professor Oh Jong-myung was making excuses.

"False."

Professor Oh Jong-myung looked at Jong-seok with a stiff face.

"Who are you to tell me you're lying! I know who I am! I'm a history major at Seoshin University....”

Professor Oh Jong-myung shouted and Hong Seok stepped forward and cut off the words.

"I'll take over from here. The vice minister and Mr. Lee are looking for other people......”

Hong Seok's mouth stopped while he was talking. At that moment, Jong-seok jumped over Professor Oh Jong-myung's hand.

Fa'at!

Jong-seok jumped over the people around him. At the same time, as he rotated, more than a few people's stones fell to the ground.

Then Jong-seok grabbed a middle-aged man's wrist and snatched his cell phone.

Taat!

"Huck!"

Jong-seok, who glanced at a middle-aged man swallowing a surprised wind, looked at his cell phone screen.

A middle-aged man hurriedly reached out to his cell phone as Jong-seok looked at the screen.

However, it was not the last stone to be caught by such a hand.

Sweep!

Jong-seok, who avoided a middle-aged man's touch just by opening his hands lightly, extended his cell phone to Hong-seok.

A middle-aged man hurriedly reached out his hand to the cell phone that fell to Hong-seok and shouted.

"Give me my cell phone!"

However, such behavior was restrained by Jong-seok's hands. Hong Seok, who was looking at such a middle-aged man, checked his cell phone text message.

Then he gave it to the vice minister of culture and sports. The vice-minister saw a middle-aged man.

"Director Park Seul-hyun...... What does this mean?"

"Hey, that's... ....”

As he mumbled at the vice minister's words, Hong Seok said.

"I'll collect my cell phone first, sir."

When the vice minister nodded, Hong Seok took out his cell phone.

"Come in."

One door, which had been closed to Hong-seok's phone, opened and men in black suits came in.

Hong Seok handed out a cell phone that the vice minister had to one of the middle-aged people.

"Find out who the other party is, and check this list of phone calls on this cell phone."

"Okay."

When a middle-aged man picked up his cell phone and went outside, Hong-seok told people.

"I'll pick up my cell phone."

Men dressed in suits at Hong-seok's instructions began to pick up cell phones among people.

"No, what the hell is going on?"

"What are you doing now?”

Some of them shouted back as if they didn't understand the situation.

Cha In-beom and Won Seung-hwan asked the vice minister for understanding and stepped forward.

They are also former vice ministers and are heavenly seniors to incumbent vice ministers.

When Cha In-beom and Won Seung-hwan were in office, all of the incumbent vice ministers were far behind.

However, since he is not an incumbent, he asked the incumbent vice ministers to forgive him.

The two raised their hands to the ministry and the ministry to calm the unrest.

Then Won Seung-hwan and Cha In-beom explained the situation.

"......so we've all gathered here to see who's involved in this."

"I know it's unfair and I'm upset, but...... I'm trying to catch some kind of bandit, so please understand."

"Vice Minister, do you really have a missing cultural asset?”

Won Seung-hwan nodded when asked by an employee who called him a vice minister.

"Unfortunately, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Ministry of Culture, Sports and Tourism investigated and confirmed, and secured evidence."

Of course, there is no evidence now. However, if there is no evidence, there are people to take it out, so there is evidence.

Besides... ...

Won Seung-hwan saw Park Seul-hyun.

"The text that Director Park Seul-hyun just tried to send somewhere...... Professor Oh Jong-myung has been caught, it says.”

People saw Park Seul-hyun at the words of Vice Minister Won Seung-hwan. In the eye, Park Seul-hyun hurriedly opened her mouth with anxious eyes.

“.....”

However, words did not come out of Park's mouth. Jong-seok was so timid that he could not speak.

When Park Seul-hyun looked perplexed at the scene, people frowned.

They think Park Seul-hyun can't make excuses.

"You really stole the cultural assets?”

"No, we've been through so much......”

"Huh! How can a person working in a museum......”

With people staring at Park Seul-hyun as if they were going to kill him, Jong-seok's eyes were watching people.

There were those who grew anxious and tense among the people.

Jong-seok went between people and made them come out one by one.

"Come this way.”

"No, why would I......”

"Come this way."

Those who didn't want to go out on Jong-seok's words soon began to pull aside the men Hong-seok called.

"Please call a lawyer."

Then one person asked for a lawyer, and Hong-seok approached him.

"If you ask me to call a lawyer now, do you admit that the lawyer did something necessary?”

When asked by Hong Seok, who had the sharpness of his former active career, his opponent hesitated and said,

"Not like that...I want to be legally protected as the situation is......”

"Come out this way for now. If you need a lawyer......”

Sweep!

Hong Seok looked at the people and said quietly.

"I'll call you even if you don't ask me to."

The man hesitated for a moment at Hongseok's words and then moved to the people classified by Jongseok.

And those classified began to harden their faces little by little.

One or two people who have been classified have been involved in the work with them.

'Really...... do you know everyone involved in this?’

'Is there really evidence?’

Hong-seok, who saw people anxious, took them outside.

Hong Seok spoke quietly to Jong-seok as prosecutors and staff at the Seoul Public Prosecutors' Office took the people out.

"Is there any more?"

"It may be among the people here, but it's hard to find without a pulse."

Those who were classified were those who felt extremely anxious and tense in the current situation.

And those who feel guilty.

Those who were not classified were those who did not feel such feelings.

In other words, those who are so bad that they don't feel guilty about this, or who don't feel nervous or anxious because they're so bold, could not be identified unless they had their own contractions.

Hong Seok nodded at Jong-seok's words.

"It's okay. It's okay. It's okay....”

Hong Seok saw people going out of the exhibition hall.

"That kind of people can get enough evidence and testimony."

"Can I help you?"

Jong-seok can hide his lies and feel the other person's feelings through a vein.

And... ...can torture with internal strength. The people of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Trade may not know, but those who work in private schools have managed academic or cultural assets for the rest of their lives, so if they use such methods as bifurcation, they will vomit out all the sins they have committed in less than 10 seconds.

Hong Seok shook his head at Jong-seok's horse.

"Mr. Lee, please check if any of the people left here know about this."

"Should I make it easier for you?”

Hong-seok shook his head with a smile because he was worried about Jong-seok.

"The killer cried in front of me. I mean, you know, money-blinded scholars who are in vain......”

Hong Seok raised his palm.

"In my palm."