I was in my organization's office while looking out the window and with the back of my chair facing the door, as usual I was smoking cigars one after another. It was so silent that I was interrupted by the voice of Tae-ju, my childhood friend and right-hand man Tae-ju: The new, expensive weapon has been exported. a single copy i nod, this day was New Year's Eve, all the people were out, which would make things difficult, but I decided to go with one of the men to the port for weapons.