Codename-Anastasia

Chapter 6: 1.6 New Mission: Cohiba Behike Limited Edition

Kwon Taek Joo was detained at the police station for a long time. A policeman passing by gave him a thick blanket. I don't know when it was washed, but a musty smell hit his nose. But even when the heater was turned on, the coldness still filled the room. Kwon Taek Joo had no choice but to cover himself with something.

He wrapped himself in the blanket and looked down at his throbbing wrist, which had just been bandaged. Inside, the murderer's fingerprints were still intact. He must have been so surprised that he didn't feel any pain even after receiving first aid. Kwon Taek Joo didn't even know that his wrist was dislocated and only when the medical staff was about to give him first aid did Kwon Taek Joo realize why he couldn't use strength in his hand. He moved his fingers sticking out of the bandage and laughed to himself.

It's impossible to say. Not only was he suddenly kidnapped, but out of nowhere a murderous bastard suddenly appeared to save Kwon Taek Joo and then suddenly disappeared. No. Can we call that 'saving'? His shirt was taken away, and even his healthy wrist was now dislocated. If the police had been even a little late, he would have been a frozen corpse.

Is that guy human? A grown man's wrist was broken just because he grabbed it? If it was a fragile or vulnerable body. he could at least understand. One of the things Kwon Taek Joo is proud of is his strong and sturdy muscles. But now that I think about it, his strength is truly beyond my imagination.

At that moment the person in charge appeared again. He sat down, causing the old chair to creak.

"This incident seems to be carried out by people who are dissatisfied with this contract. Because this is a large-scale project, there will definitely be jealous people. I heard that the capital amount is up to 10 thousand billion won, right?"

Although he was nominally a civil servant, he referred to the contract between nations as a war. When it came to expected profits, even his cloudy eyes lit up. Kwon Taek Joo remained silent and did not respond, but only looked dissatisfied at the clock on the wall. He wanted to get back to the hotel as quickly as possible.

But even then the official in charge was still very excited and said that he hoped this incident would not cause any prejudice to Russia and that no matter what, he would definitely find out who is behind the incident. A superior who was about to go out to dinner wondered why Kwon Taek Joo was still here and allowed him to leave.

"My baggage..."

"Oh, you mean the bag in their car? If it was that, I would have brought it over there. I also checked to see if there were any bombs or location tracking devices inside. You don't need to thank me because these are just small things."

It seems like I definitely have to say thank you. Kwon Taek Joo nodded and stood up. Just as the police officer said, a bag was placed right in front of the door. Kwon Taek Joo quickly grabbed it and left the office. He went down the stairs to find his way back to the hotel, the policeman from earlier followed him. Kwon Taek Joo tried to ignore him because he thought he just happened to be on the same road, but the police officer continued to follow and kept a certain distance from him. Finally Kwon Taek Joo stopped walking and looked back.

"What is wrong.... "

You were targeted once, and there's no law that says you won't be targeted a second time. Now that their accomplice is dead, you'll probably get even more revenge. So I'll take you back to the hotel safely."

Then, as is his habit, he added a sentence.

"Ah, you don't have to thank me."

Of course, I still have to thank you. The police officer walked ahead without confirming Kwon Taek Joo's intentions and said, "This way". Unnecessary kindness is nothing more than a nuisance, but Kwon Taek Joo is currently Hiro Sakamoto. A civilian who is suddenly kidnapped and whose life is threatened has no reason to refuse the protection of public authorities. He reluctantly accepted the policeman's goodwill.

In the parking lot there was a Volga with paint peeling off one side and dented in many places, looking like it was at least 15 years old. He took a decent set of clothes from his bag and put them on. The police officer struggled to open the distorted trunk and put Kwon Taek Joo's bag inside, then he sat in the driver's seat and started the engine. The old car body vibrates continuously.

Kwon Taek Joo hesitated whether to sit in the back seat or not. A little disrespect isn't enough to kill you. But Japanese people tend to avoid rudeness and inconvenience. Finally, he sighed as if he was dying and opened the passenger door.

Kwon Taek Joo accidentally sat down and put his hand under his butt. It seemed like something was spreading underneath, and a sock was pulled out. The police officer quickly grabbed it and threw it back. Pieces of bread, paper cups, and adult magazines lying on the dashboard were also thrown everywhere.

"I thought you only worked with paperwork but I guess you also like sports a lot, right?"

He quickly opened his mouth to cover his embarrassment. It seemed like he had noticed Kwon Taek Joo's body a while ago. Muscles that are naturally trained while working are different from muscles that are inflated artificially. It is not suitable for people who spend all day at their desk. He shrugged and said that physical strength is also important if you want to sit for a long time. Even while speaking, his ears still felt itchy.

It had been a while and the car had not left the police station, because the rear wheel had a problem and had to be replaced before departure. Kwon Taek Joo intended to take a taxi by the way, but the police officer insisted on taking him home under the pretext of protecting the victim and witnesses. Finally, the new tire was replaced and the car was able to leave the police station.

"Go back to the hotel, don't think about anything and just rest. If you can't sleep, drinking a glass of vodka is also a good idea. We will properly punish the group of people who caused you trouble. But What did you say just now?"

The officer who was talking to himself suddenly tilted his head. The question was vague so Kwon Taek Joo just looked at him without answering.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say that in addition to the dead people at the scene, there was another person? That guy was wearing luxurious cowhide shoes. Also, you said it smelled bad, right? That guy used his hand to gouge out his eyes." of another guy and made him fall down the building. Is that right?"

During his time at the police station, Kwon Taek Joo repeated what he witnessed at the scene. But the officer in charge couldn't remember any of it accurately. That means he didn't pay attention. It seemed like everything he said was just empty words. Anyway, Kwon Taek Joo didn't expect anything from the beginning.

He sighed and corrected

"Not cow leather shoes but crocodile leather."

"Maybe it's just its shape like that. Crocodile-style cowhide shoes"

"Definitely crocodile leather, that's true. I don't remember the exact brand but the price must be at least 250,000 rubles. Dark brown color, size from US 13 to 14. good condition as if it was just taken out of the box. That means the shoes haven't been used for long or they were recently purchased. That means the person must be quite wealthy."

Kwon Taek Joo angrily tried to refute but ended up making a mistake. Before he knew it, the police officer threw a surprised look at him. He looked blankly and said that because it was the product he was eyeing. It wasn't a completely unreasonable statement, but the policeman still couldn't easily take his eyes off him. He looked at him as if he was suspicious of something and then laughed.

"Yes, then let's call it crocodile skin.

His words sounded as if he were compromising with all his generosity. Kwon Taek Joo uncomfortably changed the shirt he was wearing. It seems that he is becoming a difficult person because of unnecessary things. Even though he tried to stay calm, he still felt uncomfortable. If he continues to suppress his anger, he will explode.

The running car received the stop signal and stopped. Kwon Taek Joo, who had kept calm until then, couldn't hold anymore and opened his mouth.

"And it's not a stinky smell either, but a burning smell. It's not a regular cigarette but more like a handmade cigar.

"Yeah, I'll consider that too."

He answered absentmindedly. For some reason, the police officer didn't seem to care about

the murderer who appeared blatantly in the middle of the city, but on the contrary, he seemed very interested in Japanese women. Along the way, he kept asking questions like whether they really served their husbands like a boss and whether the kimono's belt was a mat that could lie anywhere. Kwon Taek Joo seemed to be sure that this damn Russian policeman would never catch that murderer.

After a period of patience that seemed like it was about to die, the car finally pulled up to a luxury hotel.

"Come on, we're here. We don't know when they'll target you again, so it's best for you to change places if possible. If you need a personal bodyguard, you can contact me privately. I'll try my best to help you. Oh, there's no need to spend anything. Just think about buying me wine later."

Now Kwon Taek Joo can't even smile reluctantly. He used all his strength to pull his stiff mouth up.

"I'll think about it slowly. There's already a lot to worry about today."

"It's nothing. This is just Russian hospitality. You don't need to thank me."

Again, why not repeat these words? He nodded and quickly left. The policeman gave him a creepy goodbye by telling him to call him if he needed a drinking buddy.

Kwon Taek Joo walked into the lobby, the porter tok the bag in his hand.

The hotel was less than an hour from the airport, but due to the plane being late, being kidnapped, and receiving an investigation, he arrived half a day later than expected. Kwon Taek Joo was completely exhausted, slowly walking towards the reception desk.

"Please come in."

He skipped the polite greeting and just silently handed over his passport and credit card. The employee looked at his extremely tired expression and quietly hurriedly checked the information. It wasn't long before he was able to receive his room key.

Kwon Taek Joo intended to go straight to the assigned room but hesitated. He thought for a moment then turned back and asked.

"Are there any handmade cigar shops around here?"

"Handmade cigars are also available at our hotel shop. We have a wide variety of products, so you will be able to find a cigar that suits your taste. Just come back. Come back to the lobby. Here, I'll show you about the facilities."

The employee produced a catalog. He immediately followed the direction he directed. Even though he really wanted to rest, with this feeling of uneasiness that he couldn't shake, it was better to confirm a few things. Once the real mission begins, it will be difficult for him to find time for it.

Kwon Taek Joo quickly found a shop that sold handmade cigars. The splendid appearance and high-quality products placed in the display window immediately attracted his attention. Kwon Taek Joo walked inside without hesitation. The bright-looking employee who was arranging the store cheerfully greeted him, "Hello, customers."

"Are you looking for anything in particular?"

"I don't know the brand but I Happened to smell that scent."

Kwon Taek Joo looked around vaguely. The employee slightly raised his dark eyebrows and walked out to the display counter.

"Cuban handmade cigars are considered the best cigars in the world. Most of the cigars here are Cuban cigars, just different brands. 100% handmade does not mean it is produced on a small scale. The cigar he sees now is 'Macanudo', the number one seller in the United States. Selling a lot means it's popular. It's perfect for beginners. The mild flavor is the best."

It seems like Kwon Taek Joo is considered a beginner in handmade cigars. He looked at the

'Macanudo' the seller gave him.

"How much does this cost?"

"It costs $7 a cigarette. It's very affordable."

"So that's probably not it."

He returned the cigar. The employee placed it on the shelf and confirmed it again.

"Are you looking for that cigar you happened to find?"

"Yes, I really want to know what kind it is."

"Hmm. Then please give me a hint."

He smiled curiously. It seemed the salesman was very interested in the challenge of finding a specific product among the dozens or hundreds of cigar varieties based solely on the scents he encountered. It's like a puzzle associated with the pride of experts.

"That's what someone wearing $4k worth of shoes sucked."

"Shoes are consumer items so the person seems quite wealthy. Such people usually look for the highest quality in everything. All the products here are good, but there are some that are exceptional. This masterpiece is called 'Romeo and Julieta'. Its flavor is spicy and rich. You can also feel the smell of damp earth, mushrooms and sweet honey."

"It smells moist but not earthy or mushroomy. It smells slightly sweet but far from honey."

"It wouldn't be El Rey del Mundo if it didn't smell earthy. Do you smell burnt wood? What about leather?"

"Yes. I think it's closer to the smell of burning wood. It doesn't smell like leather"

"Is that smell very strong?"

"Umm... not very strong."

"Then it wouldn't be a Montecristo, but what about Bodhi? Is the whole thing a long cylinder? Or is the head and feet both pointed?"

"All I see is the residue left after smoking. It's not sharp. I also feel the same scent as Aroma."

"Ah, if so, is it really this one?"

The employee smiled brightly and took out a cigar. Although Kwon Taek Joo did not specifically ask, he explained in detail.

"It's called Cohiba Behike. Its characteristic is a deep and delicate scent. It has an Aroma that is both strong and sweet, but also subtle enough to create a wonderful overall flavor. Do you want to try?"

Kwon Taek Joo nodded silently. The seller lights 'Cohiba Behike' with a specialized cigar lighter. Unlike a regular cigarette, the tip of a cigar burns slowly as if a fallen leaf had just caught fire. The ash does not fall to the floor but remains sticky and retains its shape.

He enjoyed the aroma of the cigar filling his mouth. Kwon Taek Joo could even smell the smoke when looking at the burning cigar. But in the end he shook his head.

"It's similar. but a little different."

"How is it different?"

"The overall feeling is quite similar. But the smell of the cigar I smelled at that time was a bit stronger and the Aroma fragrance seemed more intense. Furthermore, this cigar does not smell damp."

"If you smell a wet cigar, it's because they put a little cognac in the tip of the cigar before lighting it. That way, the unique flavor of the cognac will blend with the aroma of the cigar."

The salesman signaled Kwon Taek Joo to wait a moment and then went inside. A moment later he returned with a glass of wine in his hand, which appeared to be cognac. He used a knife to cut off the burning end of the cigar and poured cognac on it, then lit it again and gave it to Kwon Taek Joo.

"How was it this time?"

"It's more similar. But there's still something different."

The salesperson was confused by the disappointing response. He muttered to himself while stroking his wrinkled eyebrows like a habit.

"Similar scent means it's the same cigar, but it's much darker and stronger than this... Then I can only think of one."

"What is that?"

Kwon Taek Joo quickly asked again. The salesman rubbed his chin and thought a bit more before opening his mouth.

"Normally Cohiba products are made by brewing the main ingredient, Tobacco leaves, twice. But a few years ago there was a limited edition 'Cohiba Behike' produced and sold to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the birth of Cohiba.

"Cohiba cigars. It is said to be made by aging the highest quality Tobacco leaves three times. It is kept in the right humidity and temperature to produce the best flavor, then it is stored in a cigar box. cigar for 6 years after completion to enhance the flavor. Unfortunately, this cigar is only sold in Spain in a limited quantity of 4 thousand packs. Many cigar enthusiasts have tried to get their hands on it. This product. I am one of them. The characteristic of this limited edition product is that it has a stronger smell than regular Cohiba products. The characteristic Aroma scent is also richer. Because it is an edition product. limit so the price is $400. Of course that's the price of a cigarette"

400 dollars a cigarette? Intense and rich fragrance. The reason for the damp smell is because the tip of the cigar is dipped in cognac before burning. The shoes cost four thousand dollars, and four hundred dollars per suction. It's obvious that a rich environment turns people into monsters.

"I wonder if you have that limited edition product?"

"I wish I could see it with my own eyes once."

The salesman smiled helplessly. Anyway, thanks to that, Kwon Taek Joo's curiosity was resolved. He took out a few bills and held them out with the intention of giving a reward (tip). Doing the math, three $10 bills seem to be enough.

"You don't have to do that. You can't even find the product you want."

"Then I'll take this. I must have bothered you, but thank you."

Kwon Taek Joo picked up a $20 handmade cigar nearby and left the store. There are only 4 thousand packs of 'Cohiba Behike' in the world. What a murderer with noble tastes.