423 Cultural assets sold for $2.00 (3).

"Let's look for someone who's got a cramp somewhere.”

"The one who bursts?"

Hong Seok said to Won Seung-hwan's question.

"Even a piece of medicine would hurt your feelings.... tens of billions of dollars have been moved, so it's not like it's going to explode, it's not weird where it's buried."

"Do you think he was killed?"

"If it were a bully, they'd have been buried already, but these big operators don't easily bury people. Because if a person suddenly dies or disappears, we'll investigate."

"Then?"

"I would have warned you. Whether it's a fist or a threat."

Sweep!

Hong Seok saw Won Seung Hwan.

"Let's try to solve the missing items first, later, now a clue."

"How?"

"There are two fake works identified now, so......I'll have to check with the two literary experts first.”

Hongseok saw Jongseok.

"Can you spare me some time next week?"

"I'm fine on weekends, but I don't have time until 4:00 on weekdays."

Hong Seok saw Won Seung-hwan at Jong-seok's words.

"When can I see your experts?"

"Why?"

"If Mr. Lee has a pulse, they'll know how they're doing these days. Let's get a pulse and see if you've been beaten or anxious. If you were hit, you'd have a mark on your body, and if you were threatened, you'd be mentally disturbed."

Jong-seok saw him at Hong-seok's words.

"Why don't I ask you myself?"

"Will you answer the question?"

"We can tell if it's a lie or not."

"Can I check the lie with a vein?"

Jong-seok nodded at Hong-seok's question.

"It's possible."

Ordinary people would ask what happens to it, but Moon Bang-woo's adults knew Jong-seok was someone who could do it was possible.

"Then the work is easy."

Hong-seok, who was thinking for a while, saw Won Seung-hwan and Cha In-beom.

"Let's take them all at once, no matter what.”

"At once?"

"The opening day is Monday two weeks later, so you two should gather at the museum on Saturday to give encouragement to those who have worked on this."

"To the museum?"

"They've been collected by the staff, so wouldn't it be okay for them to see them first? And... ...we all have to get together so that we can't speak out. And we can't catch the people behind us if we don't get a new word."

"Is he back there?"

"Then would you have done what the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Ministry of Culture, Sports and Tourism, and even the Chinese public security, just 'Hey, shall we?'"”

Hong Seok continued his words while looking at the people.

"There's a man behind the scenes in this. Since Korean cultural assets are being handed over in large quantities from China, there is a person who planned to eat a few of them. So the important thing is behind it...... we need to get behind it so that we can find the people who bought it, the cultural assets.”

Sweep!

Hong-seok saw Cha In-beom.

"They'll be in the country, so it'll be easy to collect.Can you get the foreign ministry personnel together by next week?”

"The vice minister knows it, so you can gather it if you say it.”

"Then let's do that. We'll take them from the museum next Saturday."

Hong Seok rose to his feet when he saw the elders of Moon Bang-woo who finished the story with it.

"This is the end of the story......I'm going to have a heartburn in my two friends, so let's go comfort them.”

"Where?"

"Let's have a glass of soju on the pork skin in Mapo after a long time.”

Adults raised themselves up by Hong-seok's words.

"I haven't been to Mapo in a while.”

"There's still a place for briquettes, right?"

"I'm sure there is. It's famous for cooking meat for briquettes.”

When the adults left their seats, Jong-seok followed suit.

***

Around lunch on Saturday, Jong-seok and Moon Bang-woo adults were entering the National Museum.

The National Museum has few days off a year. On January 1, which is the official closing day, and on New Year's Day, and Chuseok, there were only three days off and no days off throughout the year.

And today, Saturday, too, was receiving visitors without a day off.

But there weren't that many people. People who visit museums these days are like school field trips or families who have brought their children to school for vacation homework.

Anyway, Jong-seok and Moon Bang-woo adults were heading to the planning office. At the entrance to the planning center were signboards that seemed to have enlarged the tickets.

"Grandfather."

As I was looking at the entrance of the planning center, Kang Seung-yoon approached me waving his hand.

"Hello."

"Long time no see."

When Jong-seok and his elders greeted Kang Seung-yoon's greetings, he smiled and bowed his head and said,

"Come this way, please."

Kang Seung-yoon said as he took them into the planning center.

"I heard that the elderly helped us a lot in our cultural exhibition this time. I should have said hello separately, but now I'm saying hello. Thank you for helping us get back to Korea."

"It's only natural that our cultural assets return."

The group of people who entered the planning hall, talking about this and that, could see people in suits gathered.

"Kim! Long time no see."

"Are you in France now?"

"Yes, I should have seen it once when I entered China before...….”

"You're down there and I'm up there. Is it easy to see? I have to fly there to see it."

"I heard you got an item from Buyeo."

"I got some earrings from the Baekje Dynasty."

"Status?"

"It's very bad. But now that we're restoring...….”

"Yay! This time in Gyeongju...….”

Listening to people talking, Jong-seok made a 'life-to-life distinction.'

Argh!

Through "Life Division," people's feelings began to be felt little by little by little.

Expectation, boredom, nervousness...….’

Jong-seok looked at you in the emotions of those who felt nervous. But I didn't feel anything unusual.

'Nervousness doesn't mean everything's wrong. What's certain is......I'll also have to confirm falsehood and patience with the vein.’

Something strange was caught in Jong-seok's "life division" while looking at people with that thought.

'Anxiety...... Regret?'

Jong-seok looked at the person who sent the feeling of anxiety and regret. It was an ordinary young man.

a young man in blue jeans and jumpers unlike those in formal attire

Who is it?

The young men were gathered with young men of similar age.

Jong-seok, who was looking at the young man, spoke to Kang Seung-yoon.

"Who are those people over there?”

"Interns."

"Intern?"

"Not formal employees, but graduate students of history work as interns."

"I see."

At Kang Seung-yoon's words, Jong-seok, who was looking at the young people, asked again.

"So they worked here together as cultural assets?”

"Professors and experts help when they do things like restoration or emotion. Actually, I'm not going back to work here without interns."

"Then they must be experts, too.

"They're still learning, so they're not professionals, but they're pretty good friends. The National Museum of Korea is also an S-group-level job in our history.

At Kang Seung-yoon's words, Jong-seok looked at them and moved his steps.

"Where are you going?”

At the principal's call, he glanced at where the young men were.

"I'll be back later."

"Do so."

At the principal's words, I moved to Jong-seok where the young people were the young people.

"Hello."

Young people bowed their heads when they saw Jong-seok's greeting.

"Hello."

There were about ten young people, three of whom were women. Seeing his face full of tiredness, Jong-seok smiled and said.

"This is Lee Jong-seok."

"I know, you're an oriental doctor."

"Do you know me?"

A female intern scratched her head at Jong-seok's horse.

"I heard that Lee Jong-seok contributed a lot to bringing cultural assets here.”

"And Lee Soo-mi's husband."

Jong-seok laughed when a female intern helped her talk.

"I'm Lee Jong-seok, better known as Lee Soo-mi's husband."

Jong-seok, who made a light joke, said while looking at the interns.

"But you seem to have a lot of work to do these days. You all look tired."

The interns sighed at Jong-seok's words.

"There are more than a hundred cultural assets that are devoted to one thing. I have to display it so soon...….”

"We're the only ones who died.”

At the sigh of the interns, Jong-seok asked strangely.

"I think it's been a little over a year since you entered the cultural property. So wasn't there enough time to prepare for the exhibition?"

"It would have been over three years if we had investigated, restored, and investigated on our original schedule."

"Is that so?"

"Cultural assets are all old things. A few hundred at a short time, a thousand years....it's about putting those things on display. It's a cultural asset that gets hurt by light or breath, so you have to manage lighting and exhibitions accordingly."

Then the intern laughed.

"You didn't think it would be over if you just put it on display, did you?"

"Not to that extent, but......you've done a great job anyway. Manager Kang Seung-yoon said he wouldn't go back to work without you guys.”

"Mr. Director?

"Director?"

"Director Kang Seung-yoon."

"Ah...... you're the director now."

When we first met a decade ago, or fifteen years ago, he was a department head, so there was nothing strange about being a director now.

Talking about this and that, Jong-seok glanced at the object he first felt.

He was still feeling anxious and regretful.

Jong-seok looked at the interns and said,

"Do you mind if I massage you a little?"

"Ah! It's Mr. Lee Jong-seok's name, right? I saw the news."

When an intern pretended to know, Jong-seok nodded.

"It's not a saliva-free, it's not an environment for treatment, but I think I can give you a massage to recover from fatigue. And... ...there's a lot of people in the Ministry of Culture, Sports and Tourism here today, and they need to look lively rather than tired, so wouldn't it be good to be a full-time employee later?”

Intern means not a full-time employee. So it should look good for the people here and help you when you become a full-time employee later.

When the interns nodded, they touched the man near Jong-seok.

"Ah! It's cool. Aah!"

As soon as Jong-seok's hand touched him, he groaned in his mouth, and others looked at him with anticipation.

"Is this near the bathroom?"

"It's right back there."

"Then take my massage and go to the bathroom."

"Toilet?"

"Not now, but you'll need to go to the bathroom if you get a massage."

Then Jong-seok, who massaged the intern's body, slightly pressed his stomach for the last time.

Currrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

As the intern rushed to the bathroom with the sound of the boat, Jong-seok gave massage to others.

As the interns hurried to the bathroom one by one, Jong-seok saw his last intern.

Now, it is not necessary to release the tableware through bowel movements, and the degree of fatigue recovery can be solved only by pressure.

But the reason why I sent interns to the bathroom was to talk to him separately.

"Come on."

"I'm fine."

Then Jong-seok opened his mouth to the intern who was trying to move to the side.

"What's all right?"

"You don't have to get a massage."

"Not that."

Sweep!

Jong-seok slightly grabbed the intern's wrist.

"What's wrong with you?"

The intern's act of taking off the wrist passed in vain. Jong-seok's hand does not fall off with his wrists wrapped around his wrist like a hook.

"Is there any problem with the cultural assets?"

Heart beating!

Jong-seok saw him as the pulse shook greatly at his question.

"Do you know anything about cultural property issues?"

"Mo......I don't know."

'False.

Jong-seok looked at the intern's answer and said,

"Is the cultural property issue fake?"

Heart beating!

The intern shook his head hurriedly with another big wobbly Mac.

"Go... ...fake? There's no such thing."

'False.

Jong-seok asked the intern's answer while looking at him.

"Is there anyone else you know about this?"

"What the hell are you talking about?….”

With the horse, the intern looked somewhere hurriedly. Jong-seok's eyes, which followed the gaze, saw an elderly man smiling and talking to people.

'One man at a time.'

Jong-seok looked at the intern.

"Let me ask you one thing. What you did......did you do it because you wanted to?"

"That's..."

Just say, "Yes, no, no. I know everything."

The intern hesitated for a moment at Jong-seok's words and then opened his mouth.

"No."

'Truth.'

Jong-seok saw Hong-seok in his intern's answer. Even so, Hong Seok was looking over here.

When Jong-seok nodded in a small way, Hong-seok came up and said a few words to the intern and took him away.