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The heavy iron gate of Busan Prison groaned shut behind him, the sound swallowed by the humid evening air. Jinrang stood motionless for a moment, his dark eyes scanning the line of black cars and the sea of bowed heads that stretched across the asphalt. A single cigarette dangled unlit between his fingers, but he made no move to light it. His blazer stretched taut over his shoulders, the rings on his fingers catching the last glint of sunset. Sang Baek approached, holding out a plastic bag with tofu, his posture rigid with respect. "You had a hard time, Hyung-nim." Jinrang took the bag without a word, tore off a piece, and chewed slowly, the veins in his hands flexing. Then he spoke, his voice low and steady. "Any problems she faced?" The answer came quick: "No, Miss is okay." He gave a c…