The Barbarian Writer of a Martial Arts Visual Novel Chapter 308

EP.308

Hao Wen’s intelligence ability was confirmed once when he was giving trouble to Jeon Gil-san in Uichang.

In short, it feels like a bulletin board where posts are posted every second. However, this does not mean that there are no ways to obtain valuable information.

Think of it like a kind of search bar. Set numerous restrictions and enter certain information.

If you ask to find a suspicious person last night, it is difficult to find the information you want, but if you input hair color, clothing, and situation, more specific information will pop out.

“You’ve done a good job investigating this. “Did black hair have this kind of talent?”

Simun Hyangju handed over the prepared materials to his subordinate and asked me,

“I learned what Branch Manager Kwak was doing by looking over his shoulder.”

Rather than showing off, let’s praise our superiors. He spoke to Hyangju in a humble tone.

“Is this how much I learned from looking over my shoulder? Even a little inference about the miscellaneous information incident needed to search the time period where the luggage of the missing people was moved. “Don’t you want to just quit everything and work for me?”

“haha. “I have a lot on my shoulders…”

He euphemistically refused.

“Well, you don’t want to work for a guy who can’t even protect his wife, do you?”

Even if you say it euphemistically, did rejection feel bad? Simun Hyangju asked me in a ruminative tone.

“I know you are waiting for your time.”

I bowed my head and answered.

The conflict between the Haomen townships could intensify into a civil war. I have proven my abilities once more through this incident, so I guess I am one step closer to meeting Hyangju’s standards.

“Hehe. “The horse is Cheongsanyusu.”

“I brought it to Hyangju.”

Not long after, Hao Wen also brought some sorted information.

Simun Hyangju put down the paper on the desk, smiled and motioned to me.

“Heavy-shouldered guy! Let’s see together. …let’s see. “This is okay.”

Are you okay?

The information I brought was unexpected.

“Fifteen suspicious places? “Isn’t this too much?”

Hao Mun: Isn’t the search engine performance too poor?

There are all kinds of discovery news written about it.

When I looked at Hyangju with a puzzled expression, he smoothed his beard and raised one corner of his mouth.

“A kid is still a kid. Why are my words strange? “There are only 15 places, so it seems like there’s no hope.”

Did I miss something?

Why is my perspective different from that of Simun Hyangju?

“I would like to hear the opinions of Haomun’s late Simun Hyangju.”

In cases like this, you should ask politely.

“It’s about hitting fish traps.”

Hyangju spoke with the same expression as a teacher trying to teach his young disciple about the world.

“What do you mean it’s a fish trap?”

“The most important thing when placing a fish trap is to know the path that the fish follow. “What do you think would happen if we concentrated our manpower and information on these 15 places?”

“Information will be filtered out quickly.”

“With the information you brought, the number of locations across Wuhan was reduced to fifteen in an instant. “What will happen in half a day, a day or two?”

“The criminal will stick his head out.”

If there are fish where you place the trap, they will be easily caught.

“People need to drink and eat, and stolen goods need to be converted into cash. Coincidentally, this is information that can be easily obtained if both of you are listening.”

Information that comes from human carelessness is Hao Wen’s information.

The escape may have been elaborate, but it meant that the second was not.

“Thank you for your valuable teachings.”

“Go in. “When good news comes, I will send it to you.”

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“Hao Wen, did you have a good trip?”

When I returned to the office, Ha-yeon Lim, who had decided to stay and wait for a call from the community members, was there.

“It wasn’t a bad income.”

I briefly mentioned to Lim Ha-yeon that I had chosen a location in Hao-mun.

“The local community said Lord Kang was in trouble. “Everyone is stepping up to the plate, but there is so much information that it’s confusing.”

Lim Ha-yeon looked at a box full of papers in a corner of her office and said as if she was appalled.

“This is it? It’s definitely too much.”

This is the amount of information gathered by the local community. What is the level of information on the whole of Wuhan?

It’s fair to say that it was difficult at first when I asked Hyangju for a favor.

“You said fifteen places? Shall we sneak in alone?”

“It takes too much time, and there is a master who killed Pyosa and Jaengjasu. “It’s too dangerous.”

There is no reason to take risks. What I’m trying to do is the best way, not the worst outcome.

“…still.”

“Let’s go pot instead.”

I came up with a better method to Lim Ha-yeon, who was disappointed.

“A fish trap?”

“Let’s narrow down more suspicious areas with the information we have. After that, we will assign people. Even if the escape was meticulous, someone careless would definitely leak the information.”

If we were to narrow it down further based on local community information, there would be 15 more places. Then, you may be able to hit the trap more efficiently than Hao Mun.

“Wow… how can you think like this?”

“I’m not really that great.”

Actually, I learned it.

“…ha.”

Ha-yeon Lim put her hand on her forehead and shook her head as if she was tired of my shameless tone.

Wow! It opened. In that case, please be kind to our Lord. Store manager. As expected, he’s handsome. I thought I would get some applause.

“Let’s do it together from now on.”

“To narrow down where to place traps, we need to compile information from local communities and look for decisive clues.”

“No one is good at this except me and Hayeon Sojeo, so let’s try our best.”

Because there is no one to help.

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“I want to be helpful to Prince Kang.”

Mangeum Jeonju’s mansion. A beauty with silver hair. Zhuge Hyang buried his head in the paper on the desk and muttered sadly.

“Huh… Prince Kang also recognized my efforts.”

With a frustrated voice, Zhuge Hyang recalled something that happened not long ago.

In the end, he failed at something that anyone can do, which is a very basic spell.

Anyone would laugh at that or find it absurd.

‘But Prince Kang was different.’

He recognized his efforts, sympathized with his situation, and praised him. A stranger who is not even family. That’s also a romantic partner.

This is something that a woman named Jegalhyang experiences for the first time.

Kang Yun-ho’s praise reached deep into her heart.

Zhuge-hyang suffered from a strange feeling for several days, and eventually he swung his brush with emotions filled with nowhere to go.

“That’s why I drew the picture too… Ah! “My Kang Gongja!”

Zhugehyang looked up and was startled by the paper with smeared ink and tried to fix it, but it was already too late.

Anyone from the Zhuge family would have been surprised to see Zhuge Xiang’s paintings.

What she mainly draws are pictures of the world in novels. But the picture drawn on her paper was clearly a man with black hair.

A girl who avoids people drew pictures of other people. It was an event that spread rumors throughout the world.

Of course, the picture I drew with great care became unusable in an instant.

“Am I really helping you?”

Even the painting failed. Zhuge Hyang was in tears, not paying attention to his forehead that was blackened by ink.

I want to be praised by Prince Kang.

She was a woman who was unfamiliar with being recognized by others as she had lived a life of distancing herself from others. But how could she be recognized by her romantic partner?

For Jegalhyang, Kang Yunho’s praise came as a very sweet experience.

I want to be recognized more. I want to be praised more. Jegalhyang began to worry about the woman in front of him.

“Wow, there’s a very pretty sister next to me.”

Jegalhyang touched his ink-covered forehead and thought of Lim Ha-yeon who was next to Kang Yun-ho.

She was a very bright looking sister. She was a very mature woman who was straightforward in everything she did.

The ideal woman imagined by Zhuge-hyang. The image of the woman she wanted to be but could not be was right next to Kang Yun-ho.

“I’m so jealous of Hayeon.”

Jegalhyang also secretly walked around Kang Yunho to see if there was anything that could help, but there was nothing of help.

Rather, I just met Lim Ha-yeon’s cold gaze as if I was being interrupted while I was busy.

“I want to be of help to Prince Kang like Hayeon.”

I don’t know anything about running a bookstore. Maybe it would be better to just stay still like Hayeon said.

If it had been my usual Jegalhyang, I might have acknowledged it quickly and locked myself inside the house.

If it weren’t for just one person.

“But me and Prince Kang are all in conflict.”

Zhugehyang muttered, waving his hands with a flushed face, fearing that others would hear.

I don’t want to be treated like a burden that doesn’t really help.

“Why has the number of days we meet increased, but our conversations decreased?”

I’ve seen Confucius Kang’s face often, but why does it feel like I’m drinking salt water?

I’m so jealous of Hayeon. Zhugehyang hit his head on the desk again out of frustration that he couldn’t resolve.

“Isn’t it okay if you tell me what’s on your mind?”

Shibi, who was listening to the sight of him talking to himself, responded.

“Huh?!”

Zhugehyang was startled and raised his head to find the source of the answer.

“ah? I’m sorry for surprising you. “I thought you were asking because you kept muttering even though you were cleaning.”

“Oh, that’s that…”

“Look at the lady’s face! “Wait,”

I say to myself because it’s my habit. When Zhuge-hyang was speechless due to embarrassment, Si-bi came over and carefully wiped her forehead with a wet towel.

It was only then that Zhuge Hyang realized who the rival was. It was a fight with a man of the same age who sometimes gave him one-sided relationship advice outside the door.

When Zhuge-hyang looked at Si-bi as if he wanted advice, Si-bi began to give advice while wiping Jegal-hyang’s forehead.

“You don’t want to disturb Prince Kang’s work, but you want to talk a lot.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“I know the perfect method for passive girls.”

“Uh, which one?”

I have received a lot of help from Sibi, knowingly or unknowingly. It was even the correct answer every time.

Zhuge Hyang waited for Shi Fei’s answer with expectant eyes.

“Do you know it’s an exchange diary?”

A word from the author (author review)

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Thank you for your support, ‘Andromon’. I have plans to make an illustration for Jegalhyang, but I’m busy at the moment, so I’m still debating whether to ask existing illustrators to outsource it or contact the person who drew Jegalhyang’s fan art. ㅠ

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