At Pi Seong-yeol's summons, Suho made his way to the Special Division Chief’s office.
Upon his arrival, Pi Seong-yeol greeted him with a sly smile, rising from his seat.
“You’re here, junior?”
“Yes, senior.”
“Have a seat.”
The room was much larger and more sophisticated than Lee Wan-ik’s office—an unmistakable testament to the disparity in power.
As Suho sat down, Pi Seong-yeol opened the mini-fridge beside him, pulled out a can of soda, and placed it in front of Suho.
“I hear you had some fun in the Awakening Division?”
“Not at all.”
“Not at all? Word is, your performance there was extraordinary. That’s the Suho I know—always exceeding expectations.”
“Thank you.”
“Drink up.”
“Yes, sir.”
At Pi Seong-yeol’s encouragement, Suho opened the can and took a sip. Only then did Pi Seong-yeol begin to speak.
“The first one you caught was Kim Goong-won, right?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“I heard you went to Acro Tower.”
“Yes, I did.”
“Did you see anyone else there besides Kim Goong-won?”
A subtle expression crossed Pi Seong-yeol’s face. Clearly, he already knew the answer.
This would make things easier.
Without hesitation or change in expression, Suho answered, “I also saw Son Baek-geum.”
“Then why did you leave him there?”
“I didn’t think he was someone I could handle.”
At that, a spark lit in Pi Seong-yeol’s eyes, and a faint grin tugged at his lips.
“Interesting. What makes you think you know what I was going to say about that?”
“Weren’t you going to talk about Son Baek-geum’s connections?”
“Pahaha.”
Pi Seong-yeol burst out laughing at Suho’s response. He took a sip from his own can, still grinning, and set it back down.
“Exactly. I was going to talk about his connections. So, you left him because you thought you couldn’t handle it?”
“To be honest, yes.”
“Then why didn’t you report it to me?”
“I was waiting for the right justification.”
“Justification?”
“Thank you.”
“Good. Take care. See you next time.”
Suho stood, bowed lightly, and left the office, tucking the card into his pocket as he walked away.
As he exited, he thought to himself, There’s definitely something going on between the Vice President and Pi Seong-yeol.
Still, he hadn’t expected Pi Seong-yeol to let the matter slide without saying anything.
At the very least, Suho had thought he’d be instructed to bring in Son Baek-geum. The lack of any such directive struck him as suspicious.
Hmm.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Suho pulled out his phone and dialed Seo Gi-won.
“Good. Put in the work, and let’s grab dinner after you’re done. Talk to Hae-won about what you want to eat—I’ll cover something expensive.”
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