“Hoo, so it’s like this?” Seo Jun-Ho quickly skimmed through the Memory Projection’s functions. 

‘Fast-forward, reverse, volume controls and screen brightness…Huh? There’s a search bar too.’

He let out a sigh of relief. People had massive memories, and it would take him days to find the memories he was looking for. 

Seo Jun-Ho watched the most recent memory. 

— W-why are you doing this to me?

— I-I’ll give you everything! I’ll give you all my money!

— Gah, urk…..

Most of the Memory Projection was filled with countless scenes of murder. Seo Jun-Ho furrowed his eyebrows and started to regret his actions. 

‘Shit, it seems that I let them off too easily.’ 

He clicked his tongue lightly and put ‘Association’ in the search bar. 

In the video, the Shadow Brothers were in America, carrying suits to a laundromat. A man took their clothes and started to press them as he spoke.

— These are orders from above. Check it. 

— Orders? We’re preparing for the Las Vegas auction. 

— Why are you complaining to me? I’m just a messenger, so I don’t know the details. 

Jim’s Cleaners. Seo Jun-Ho...