Ch.47Chinese Iced Tea 5

“Oh my…”

Wei Qingshan stares at the mourning hall with a dazed expression.

The long procession of Ilsim’s mourners is directed solely at him.

To make Wei Qingshan himself the deceased.

Having lost his last hope, he lifts his heavy body from the chair.

Then slowly backs away.

Red Snake approaches him leisurely.

She speaks in a low voice.

“Tell me where Siho is now, and I’ll spare your life.”

“Is… is that true?”

A glimmer of hope flashes in the old man’s eyes that had been completely devoid of it.

“Of course. I never break a promise once I’ve made it.”

Wei Qingshan swallows hard at her sweet offer.

Then, looking around, he slowly opens his mouth.

“Fourth floor, in the training room. It’s one of the hidden rooms behind the dressing room corridor.”

“What did you do to her there?”

An Ilsim executive asked interrogatively.

Wei Qingshan’s lips twitched in response.

“What did I do…? Isn’t it obvious?”

The words from his mouth were shocking.

Almost unbelievable that such things were happening in Korea.

“You lock a child in a sealed room sprayed with aphrodisiacs. And when they’re completely defenseless, you massage their entire body to make the drug absorb into their skin.”

Red Snake’s lower eyelid twitches.

Her hand nearly reached for the gun tucked inside her clothes.

“I’ll kill you.”

Anna approaches him with a dagger in hand.

She wanted to carve up Wei Qingshan’s fat belly piece by piece right then and there.

Wei Qingshan’s belly fat, which had been calmly explaining, trembled in shock.

Red Snake calmly stops Anna and asks again.

“How do you remove the absorbed aphrodisiac?”

“If you wipe it off the body in time and give them the antidote, it will be expelled through sweat.”

The Red Eye killer heaved a deep sigh.

That was somewhat fortunate.

But suddenly, one thing in his words bothered her.

What happens if it isn’t wiped off within that “time”?

As if answering this, Wei Qingshan mutters.

With a very lewd expression.

“If it’s not removed, it might be permanently absorbed into the body, but…”

The two were lost in thought, imagining what might have happened to Siho.

Meanwhile, Wei Qingshan slowly walked backward, watching the two killers carefully.

“What happens if… it’s permanently absorbed?”

Red Snake asks, taking a deep breath.

“What do you think? Even a plain girl will develop an adult’s body.”

Wei Qingshan answers her question with a snicker.

Having found a way to escape, his face now showed confidence.

The fat man pressed a switch on the wall.

The grand portrait hanging behind the sofa split open.

Eventually, a passage connecting to the adjacent building appeared.

Another backup unit of Wei Qingshan’s had arrived at that passage.

The master of Chinatown had called his subordinates to the back of the building while the two were fighting the rankers.

Wei Qingshan ran toward his subordinates.

Red Snake watches him with eyes full of rage.

“Get him.”

The mourning hall staff and Ilsim employees all raised their weapons.

They charged at the incoming Chinese gang members.

Anna was among them.

Her turbid eyes were fixed on just one person among the many Chinese men.

The fat man running away in the distance.

Each step he took made the fat on his sides jiggle.

Eliminating enemies blocking her path one by one, she rushed toward him relentlessly.

The silver-haired killer stabbed at the men’s necks more brutally than ever before.

Red Snake stared at that atrocious sight.

She thought to herself.

With Anna and the mourning hall staff here, this place will be taken care of.

What’s important now is Siho.

She needs to be detoxified before the drug ruins her.

Red Snake flicked away her cigar.

Then headed to the fourth floor, away from the fighting.

The fourth floor was just as chaotic as the fifth.

Upon hearing that Wei Qingshan had escaped, the dancers had begun to scatter.

Large sliding doors burst open, and women poured into the corridor.

They were all fleeing toward the central staircase.

The Red Eye killer scanned the crowd of dancers to see if Siho was among them.

But it was impossible to pick her out among so many people.

Finally, Red Snake changed her strategy.

In situations like this, it’s faster to grab the person in charge and interrogate them.

Soon, the killer spotted a madam wearing an exceptionally ornate qipao.

Red Snake pushed through the dancers without hesitation to reach her.

“—!”

Sunhwa let out a short scream when her shoulder was suddenly grabbed.

Red Snake pressed her face close and asked.

“You. Do you know where a dancer named Siho is?”

Facing those red eyes, Sunhwa trembled violently.

At first, she shook her head at Red Snake’s question.

But soon, as a cold gun barrel pressed against her side, her eyes couldn’t help but redden.

“If you mean Miho… she’s in the Jasmine Room…”

“Miho?”

Ah.

She suddenly remembered the name they had forcibly given her here.

“Consider yourself lucky. If this wasn’t urgent, I would have killed you on the spot.”

She roughly pushed Sunhwa’s shoulder.

The madam collapsed weakly to the floor.

Red Snake headed toward the sliding doors through the flowing crowd.

How large could this place be to house so many women?

When she finally managed to peek through the door gap, Red Snake’s mouth fell open.

She snorted in disbelief at the sight before her.

The entire fourth floor, except for the corridor, consisted of numerous rooms.

Rooms installed here and there occupied the space like a maze.

Red Snake first peered into one of the open rooms.

Inside was a bed meant for entertaining men.

From the air conditioner on the ceiling wafted a strong herbal scent.

An aphrodisiac.

The rooms were essentially sealed chambers where people took aphrodisiacs and engaged in orgies.

Was Siho somewhere in this place that was no different from a breeding ground?

What if she had already been violated by someone?

That anxiety urged Red Snake forward.

She wandered around looking for the room named Jasmine.

Sweat dripped from her forehead.

Running around in this space filled with massive amounts of aphrodisiacs was nothing short of madness.

But knowing this fact only made Red Snake more desperate to find Siho quickly.

She loosened her tightly knotted tie.

Then began violently throwing open doors while breathing heavily.

In some places were dancers who had been exposed to the drug for so long they couldn’t even think of escaping.

They stared blankly at Red Snake as she opened the door.

A girl who looked barely seventeen smiled at Red Snake.

With a seductive expression that didn’t suit her at all.

Red Snake sighed deeply at the pitiful sight.

Then turned her head away from the scene.

“—!”

Where she turned her gaze was an exceptionally ornate room.

Unlike the others, it had so many decorations that one would never think it was a training room.

This was the “Jasmine Room.”

Red Snake mustered her last bit of strength to head toward that room.

She stared intently at the firmly closed door.

Is Siho… in here?

With trembling heart, she grabbed the handle.

And slowly opened the door to peek inside.

The room was very dark.

The light pouring in from outside barely allowed her to see the interior.

A round bed comes into view.

Unlike the beds in other rooms, this one was exceptionally large.

As if deliberately prepared in a large size for various activities on top.

Soon, a woman on the bed catches her eye.

Red Snake stares at her lying with her back turned.

A black qipao wrapped around her plump buttocks.

Sensual curves formed above her smooth hips.

Could that girl possibly be Siho…?

Though she couldn’t believe it, she entered the room to check the face.

“—!”

Red Snake immediately covered her nose with the back of her hand.

The concentration of aphrodisiacs was particularly strong in this room.

She slowly approached the opposite side of the bed.

After confirming the woman’s face, the killer could only stare down at her blankly.

The dancer sleeping soundly on the bed was indeed Siho, whom she had been searching for.

But she gave off a completely different impression from the Siho she had known.

From the qipao clinging so tightly it revealed her navel.

To her protruding breasts and the choker.

She was the opposite of the modest, exposure-averse Siho she had known until now.

Siho’s body was erotic and appetizing, like a well-ripened young woman.

Red Snake wondered.

Perhaps the person she found wasn’t Siho, but Miho.

While thinking this, Miho, who had been sleeping soundly, opened her eyes drowsily.

With half-closed eyes, she looked up at Red Snake.

“Siho…”

Red Snake stared down at the girl blankly.

Siho stretched like a fox, arching her back.

Red Snake looked at those wide hips.

Did the once flat-bodied girl always have such erotic curves?

Due to the tight-fitting qipao, Siho’s figure was clearly revealed.

In just one day, she had already become a vixen.

“Who are you…?”

Siho looked up at Red Snake and yawned.

The killer’s face turned pale at her reaction.

The voice was definitely the Siho she knew.

But somehow it had become softer and more seductive.

“Don’t you remember me?”

The dancer twisted her side hair as if trying to remember.

Then, as if recalling something, she smiled brightly.

“Ah, that voice—is it Red Snake?”

The jewel on her choker danced.

Like a bell on a pet.

“That’s right.”

Red Snake sighed deeply, somewhat relieved.

Seeing that she still remembered her name, there might be hope for recovery.

Let’s take her away and detoxify her.

That’s all that matters.

Red Snake slowly approached the girl dressed in a prostitute-like qipao.

As she got closer, her eyes were drawn to Siho’s thighs, which seemed larger than before.

It was due to the brown stockings that revealed her skin.

Thigh flesh bulged over the tight stockings.

The skin was secured with garter belts.

All exposed areas, from thighs to breasts, were thoroughly coated with smooth lotion.

“What is this…”

Red Snake carefully tried to touch that skin with her finger.

Siho shyly covered her thighs with the hem of her skirt.

She murmured with narrowed eyes.

“No… Sister Sunhwa told me to apply it thoroughly all over my body.”

Sister?

Red Snake’s eyebrow twitched at the word.

Siho, who had hated the term “sister” more than anyone, was using it so naturally.

And referring to a complete stranger rather than herself.

“Are you really okay?”

Red Snake’s pupils, which had remained calm even when killing people or confronting Wei Qingshan, trembled.

She grabbed the young prostitute’s shoulders and shook her.

“What happened to you? What did those bastards do…”

“What’s wrong with me?”

Siho asked with a broad smile.

“What’s wrong is… this isn’t you…”

Red Snake muttered in a small voice in response.

The Siho she knew was a thoughtful bartender who understood others’ hearts.

Siho gently held Red Snake’s arm.

The dancer caressed her own cheek with the killer’s hand.

“Nothing special happened. Because I resisted, many sisters came at me together.”

“And they massaged my body all over, applying this lotion.”

The new dancer stroked her face with the killer’s hand.

As if rubbing in lotion.

“From here at the collarbone… down to my chest…”

Soon, Red Snake’s arm began moving down from the collarbone.

“Like this… like this… deep into every corner.”

Red Snake was startled by Siho’s actions.

Her hand was now massaging Siho’s breasts.

“Thanks to that, my body could become this beautiful.”

The dancer smiled happily.

“Sister said my body will grow even more soon. Then, as Master Wei Qingshan wishes…”

Red Snake couldn’t understand that expression.

It wasn’t a natural smile.

It was a decadent smile, as if she had forcibly let go of everything.

Red Snake rubbed the lotion on her fingers onto her clothes.

Understanding the seriousness of the situation, she immediately grabbed Siho’s wrist.

“This won’t do. Let’s get out of here right now.”

She believed there was still hope.

Hope that this young prostitute could return to being the bartender she once knew.

But Siho resisted, shuddering.

“No-! I’m supposed to take care of a very important guest today!”

With that violent movement, Red Snake ended up falling onto the bed with Siho.

As the bed compressed, an erotic herbal scent dispersed into the air like spores.

Having already inhaled countless amounts of the airborne aphrodisiac, Red Snake didn’t even have the strength to pull Siho away.

Her body was also beginning to heat up.

“Could that guest be… Sister Red Snake?”

She turned her head to face the red-eyed woman.

Pink breath escaped from Siho’s mouth.

“I…”

Red Snake stared blankly at those unfocused eyes.

As her breathing quickened, she realized her own body was also becoming strange.

After all, Siho had finally called her “sister.”

Red Snake’s breathing began to grow louder.