112 – EP.5 The most ironic death-1

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Ho-cheol was worried about In-ho, who had not been in touch lately.

It was Inho who left the trivial tasks to him, but he himself confirmed the number of important cases.

But lately, the frequency of checking has decreased, and a few days ago, he said that he didn’t care at all, so he couldn’t help but tilt his head.

“Could it be a promotion?”

It wasn’t really a company here, but Hocheol thought so.

Well, it must have been a while since I worked under you. Since trust has been built up both publicly and privately, it may be entrusted with more important tasks.

Even with such positive thoughts, there are times when I feel uncomfortable.

It was only recently that Inho took good care of him and gave him plenty of money…

The old In-ho was a very terrible miser.

On days when we ate together, it was to the extent that each of us would calculate the cost of what we ate.

His friends urged him to quit, asking if it was okay to work for such an evil person, but Ho-cheol thought that such a life was okay.

No matter what, In-ho was the one who wrote about his wandering self like a human being.

So, I thought it was fortunate to see him who recently quit internet broadcasting and started exercising.

alcohol, cigarettes and women. For if his employer, who is not careful of all the things in life, dies, he is a gourd.

Ho-cheol thought that it was worthwhile to go around shouting like a parrot to take care of his health and be careful of women.

Anyway, being satisfied with the life of rehabilitated In-ho is short-lived, and In-ho is busy recently as he is involved with a strange woman again.

Fortunately, he wasn’t a flower snake like the last woman, but he was a person whose mental state seemed to be unstable and would cause a big accident later if left unattended.

I still shudder when I think back to the memory of going to the gym in the middle of the night.

As if a gang fight had broken out, I can still vividly see the eyes of Garam, who was lying on his stomach in the middle of the messy gym, breathing heavily.

I held back my fear and spoke, but what came back was the cry of a wounded beast.

Fortunately, the ambulance came quickly, he recalls.

Anyway, Ho-cheol doesn’t like In-ho hanging around the abnormal Garam, so he told him to stay away from her a few times.

But every time that happened, his employer replied that he couldn’t help it, bringing up the word ‘responsibility’.

“What is his responsibility?”

I understand the sense of responsibility involved in the world of Internet broadcasting, but…

I still don’t know if they pay for all the remodeling costs just because they feel responsible.

Maybe this is the difference between a rich man and a petit bourgeois like himself.

Anyway, except for the occasional strange behavior, Garam is also a good person.

Above all else, he is responsible for Inho’s health.

As the center started remodeling, Inho and Garam went outside more often, and when I asked Inho if they were getting married, Inho jumped up and waved his hand.

Well, what’s the age difference?

Anyway, busy employers are strange these days.

When I call, they say they are busy and ask them to send it via text message.

“Thank you for trusting me, but there are things I can’t do without myself.”

To get rid of the unpleasant smoke that kept rising, he thought of a way.

After all, it was something that had to be dealt with.

He tapped on his phone and sent a message to Inho.

＞＞Hocheol: I called because I had something to tell you about taxes, but you didn’t answer.

＞＞Hocheol: Brother, I can’t reach you these days, isn’t there something wrong?

＞＞Hocheol: I’ll send you the data first. Please check and contact us.

＞＞Attached file sent by [Hocheol]

This will require your confirmation. I can’t tell you to do it yourself

The ‘1’ sign on Talk disappeared, but no reply came.

Is it because it took so long to check? he waited

But no reply even after an hour.

“It’s strange. Did you press the wrong button to confirm?”

I wanted to call and ask for work, but it was obvious that I wouldn’t answer anyway.

Ah, if In-ho doesn’t answer, can’t we call Garam?

Hocheol called Garam.

[hello? Mr. Hocheol?]

“Ah, yes. Mr. Garam. Is our boss there by any chance?”

[No, you didn’t come to the gym today?]

“Ah… I have some documents that I need to check soon, but I was told that he was working out because he contacted me.”

[ah…]

“Ah, you don’t like going home blindly… I’ll get it.”

After hanging up the phone, Ho-cheol decided to wait an hour more.

An hour later, a reply came.

＞＞Inho hyungnim: Did you organize the Guro side? I’m awake now, I’m sorry

＞＞Hocheol: It’s not there, it’s Daerim. I guess you took a nap?

＞＞Inho hyungnim: I went to bed when the sun was up, but now I’m awake…

＞＞Hocheol: Well, taking a nap isn’t bad either. When are you going to do your due diligence here?

＞＞Inho hyungnim: What did the owner say? But I don’t think I can go because I’m busy.

＞＞Hocheol: You said you could show it to me if I contacted you on the same day, but don’t you have time?

＞＞Inho hyungnim: The radiator, the car radiator is a bit weird, so I have to go fix it. Since winter is coming soon, I need to fix it.

＞＞Hochul: Suddenly a radiator?

＞＞Inho hyungnim: Uh, I made the reservation for the car center. You don’t have to make a separate reservation.

＞＞Inho hyungnim: For Daerim, you go and take a video and send it to me.

＞＞Inho hyung-nim: Because it’s a newly built building. It seems that there is nothing to do.

＞＞Hocheol: Yes, if you do that…

＞＞Inho hyungnim: Yes, please.

＞＞Hochul: Yes. rest.

After the conversation, Hocheol scratched his head, unable to get rid of the strange feeling.

“What? Something strange.”

The feeling of awkwardness was stronger than in our recent conversation.

He goes through the transcript of the conversation he just had.

Although In-ho said something, it felt artificial.

While rereading it a couple of times, I see a word that catches my eye.

It is a common typo. But Hocheol caught his eye.

“what?”

read it again The nasty feeling intensifies.

“ah…”

After re-reading the conversation log ten times, Ho-chul found something, grabbed his clothes and ran.