The Third-Gen Chaebol Becomes a Genius Actor Chapter 148

《 Non-secular murder (6). 》

It took a long time to reach a conclusion, but execution was quick. Hwang Dae-sik slowly prepared his will.

Don’t skip meals because I’m not there, and I believe you will live well. you don’t need me Study hard and go to college.

After completing it without a hitch, he crumpled the paper and threw it deep into the trash can. Eventually, I sat down next to my grandson, who was sleeping soundly.

Hwang Min-jae must have been wandering around outside for a while and quickly fell asleep. Hwang Dae-sik stopped moving his hand toward his grandson.

‘sorry.’

The palm that had been hovering over the face for a while carefully lands on the grandson’s forehead. He sat for a while clumsily brushing his grandson’s hair. Outside, it was raining heavily, perhaps reflecting his feelings.

The next day, Hwang Min-jae woke up earlier than usual. Has there ever been a day when your condition was this good? He got up first and helped his grandfather make breakfast. I felt good because my body was light.

“You do all these things.”

“I have to eat a lot to do that after school.”

There were more side dishes than usual. Hwang Min-jae sat down at the table without feeling any discomfort and ate the rice deliciously.

“I think that will work out well.”

“okay?”

Things went well with the company he was protesting against. They wanted there to be no noise because of the listing, and Hwang Min-jae only needed his grandfather’s medical expenses and didn’t want much.

“Be sure to go to the hospital today.”

“okay.”

“It’s vacation starting next week, so come with me.”

“I get it. “Okay, let’s go.”

Hwang Dae-sik answered calmly without complaining. Hwang Min-jae, suddenly overcome with anxiety, stared blankly at his grandfather. Gone was the grumpy appearance of not wanting to give affection, and now the smile on his lips was natural.

“…I’ll be back.”

It won’t be a big deal… Hwang Min-jae thought and walked out in front of the house.

As soon as his grandson left, Hwang Dae-sik cleaned up the table as usual. And one by one, I put away the things I would no longer need after today.

He sat down at his desk to write a new letter in place of the will he had written and thrown away the night before. After hesitating several times, he put down his pen and wrote a short message.

Is it really necessary to write at length? In the end, it’s an ugly expense that I leave alone…

Hwang Dae-sik looked around the house for a moment before leaving and lightly shook his shoulder. As if shaking off an invisible, intangible burden.

Perhaps because I was older, I couldn’t remember anything that happened with my son. It was his grandson who took his place.

“Where are you going?”

“Uh uh… in front of me.”

“Your face opened up when your grandson came. “It looks good.”

They who had been worried and distributed food were no longer worried about Hwang Dae-sik. I was relieved to hear that my grandparents depend on each other. Hwang Dae-sik accepted their greetings with a smile. Perhaps because he was light-hearted, his expression was bright.

He crossed the bridge at the entrance to the village without hesitation. I don’t remember exactly, but I once crossed here with my son, daughter, and deceased wife.

Hwang Dae-sik stuck his head out and looked down. The river had risen considerably. At this rate, I won’t wake up in the emergency room like I did then.

“Oops….”

I have to leave my shoes behind. Who bought it for me? You can’t let it get swept away, right?

He carefully laid out the shoes he was wearing, fearing they might get worn out. And I stepped out of the world without any regrets.

Hwang Min-jae, worried about sending his grandfather to the hospital alone, left school early. And then he finds a concisely written letter on the desk.

[Live well.]

As soon as he saw it, he jumped out of his seat and ran. I ran through every corner of the alley, stopping people passing by and asking if they had seen my grandfather.

‘Where is it?’

He stopped for a moment at the entrance to the village and took a deep breath. I looked everywhere as if I was a lost child looking for my parents.

“Heo, heo, heo…”

A cry escaped along with my breath. He continued to run with tears streaming down his face.

(I had a great time playing here with your dad…)

There was a place that came to mind. The bridge at the entrance to the village. Of course, there was heavy rain yesterday so the river water must have swelled a lot… No way.

‘Please…’

As I ran, I roughly wiped away my tears with my sleeve. I was out of breath, but I didn’t stop. I felt like I would miss my grandfather if I was late.

After running desperately, we reached the riverside. There was no one to be seen on the bridge.

“grandfather!”

There was no one on the bridge. However, something caught my eye in the center.

“Oh no…”

A pair of neatly placed shoes was clearly visible even from a distance. Those were the shoes he had given as a gift. While he was running, his legs gave out and he fell. I was so anxious that I crawled instead of standing up. As if I had been told not to go to my grandfather.

“Grandpa Ha……”

Hwang Min-jae touched the shoes with trembling hands. These were shoes that Hwang Dae-sik did not wear at all while working for fear of them getting worn out, and kept them only when he went out for a quick drink.

As the river flowed with a cool sound, Hwang Min-jae sobbed. I couldn’t control my body properly, so I lied down and then lifted my upper body again and repeated.

Then I raised my head and tried to look at the riverside. But I couldn’t bear to look at her, so I lowered my upper body and cried until I could barely breathe.

“Cut! okay!”

The director set the filming times in as orderly a manner as possible to capture the emotions of the actors. The filming of ‘Killing in the Rain’ ended with Hwang Min-jae’s sobbing scene on the bridge.

The staff looked at Yoo Yeon-seo lying face down and held their breath. Someone swallowed their saliva. When Lee Tae-gyeom and Lim Seung-hyeon were about to leave, he stood up, shaking the dust off his knees.

“Mr. Yeonseo. “Isn’t it hard?”

“are you okay.”

Because of the crowd of onlookers, NG kept coming out during the running scene.

There was a time when the camera rail couldn’t keep up with his speed and he stopped for a moment. Yeon-seo was very annoyed at that time. I need to go find my grandfather right now, but this damn camera keeps stopping me.

‘Ah… I thought I would have figured it out if I just added a little more.’

To that extent, the boundary between Hwang Min-jae and the actor himself was blurred. And although the sensation was brief, it made me feel quite ecstatic.

It was different from the acting I did last time where memories of the past intervened. At that time, the situation was exquisite and a famous scene was created, but today I felt like I had become a complete ‘Hwang Min-jae’.

I think someone called this method acting… While thinking that, he stretched his arms to the sides.

“Hey, water.”

“here.”

Yoo Yeon-seo let out a deep breath. Naturally, I was out of breath as I sped up for a moment. However, perhaps due to the influence of the soul, it didn’t take long for him to be able to breathe evenly.

Immediately standing in front of the monitor, Yoo Yeon-seo stared at Hwang Min-jae on the screen.

“I don’t think there’s any need to film more…”

Even though it was just a scene of frantic running, I could feel Hwang Min-jae’s unique atmosphere.

Yoo Yeon-seo nodded at the director’s words, although she felt regretful. The result was pretty good. Moreover, all of Hwang Min-jae’s senses had already been lost, and he was crying so much that even the wind passing by made his eyes sting. The assistant director stood up and shouted.

“Thank you for your hard work!”

“finished!”

I heard the staff cheering. There were also actors who were not filming today.

“Let’s go to the after-party. After-party.”

“Let’s go, Yeonseo.”

Yu Yeon-seo followed them and looked back. The village where Hwang Dae-sik and Hwang Min-jae lived had a strange feel, so I stared at it for a while.

***

“Hey, you graduated, what are you going to do? “Let’s go play with the kids.”

“no. “I have to go to my part-time job.”

“what? “Didn’t you receive compensation?”

“Will they give it to me on time? And you have to pay tuition for that. “If I want to go and live in Seoul, that’s too tight.”

“What a boring bastard.”

Park Ji-woo waved his hand, and Hwang Min-jae turned his body to avoid it. There was no dark and intimidating atmosphere as when it first appeared. A gentle smile remained on his lips.

“Goes. See you later.”

“okay. good.”

Hwang Min-jae turned around and walked. Wearing the long padding that my grandfather gave me as a gift. Although it was cold, the sky was blue without a single cloud, and although the road was uphill, it was not that steep.

It was not the winding, narrow, sloping, shabby neighborhood it was when I went to look for my grandfather. The road along the main street stretched in a straight line. Unlike back then, the address wasn’t written down properly, so I didn’t get lost.

Hwang Min-jae, who had just started to stand on his own, simply moved forward without hesitation.

***

‘Choi Nam-yoon shouldn’t have died…’

The diary can be conclusive evidence, but it is weak. Moreover, what Yeon-seo said matters.

[There is always an accomplice. Look it up.]

‘Easier said than done…’

Baek Seo-jun groaned and placed his weight on the back of the chair. The chair creaked precariously.

“Inspector Baek, what are you doing chewing on my words?”

“Because something like that happened.”

You always chew my words. Baek Seo-jun gritted his teeth inwardly. Kwak Chi-hoon, sitting next to me, frowned at the half-hearted reply, but it was only for a moment.

“I thought you were hanging around with Executive Director Yoo Joo-seong these days?”

“…How do you know that, Inspector Kwak?”

Baek Seo-jun took his back off the backrest and glared at Kwak Chi-hoon. Kwak Chi-hoon gritted his teeth because his pride was hurt for being frightened by those eyes.

“No, that person is very popular. “It was in the picture?”

Well, Yoo Eun-ho’s son is also a quasi-celebrity. When I said that I somehow felt eyes on me… Baek Seo-jun sighed. When I go out with two brothers, something happens that attracts attention whether I know it or not.

“I’m a high school classmate with her.”

“Hmm really? “Do you think we’re friendly?”

“We’re close. “We’ve been together for ten years.”

The person I would have normally ignored kept talking to me, so I gave a cursory answer, but as soon as I heard that, Kwak Chi-hoon’s eyes changed.

“If there is anything I can help you with, please tell me. “I have a lot of secret connections?”

Baek Seo-jun read greed in Kwak Chi-hoon’s eyes. He chuckled. It’s funny that they don’t get along because they’re the son of a commissioner, but they get along because they’re close to Joo-seong’s eldest grandson.

“I will take care of it.”

“No, but…”

Just then, a vibrating sound was heard from his cell phone. Baek Seo-jun suddenly stood up.

“Did you pick a record?”

(You buy me food.)

“Of course, send it to me quickly.”

It was Choi Nam-yoon’s call record that I had been waiting for so desperately. Even if Kwak Chi-hoon didn’t help, he had many connections.

‘If there’s a problem, that brother will take care of it.’

Besides, as long as you don’t get caught, right? Baek Seo-jun smiled slightly, hoping that there would be a clue.

When Kwak Chi-hoon saw his back running outside, he cursed softly.

“Boggy …….”

I didn’t like to ignore some dense.