Jr's eyes lit up with excitement as he listened to Mr. Park's revelation over the phone. "Minister of Tourism Kean Jacob's?" he repeated, his voice low and serious.
Mr. Park confirmed, "Yes, sir. I've been tracking him, and he's been careful to cover his tracks, but I managed to intercept a conversation between him and one of his associates."
Jr's mind was racing with possibilities. "What did they say?" he asked, his pen poised over his notebook.
Mr. Park relayed the conversation, "They were discussing Plan B, and how they needed to be careful with the goods. It sounds like they're getting desperate."
Jr's eyes narrowed. "Desperate people make mistakes. Let's keep tracking him, see where he leads us."
Mr. Park agreed, "I'll keep tabs on him, sir. But we need to be careful. If he suspects we're onto him, he'll disappear."
Jr nodded, even though Mr. Park couldn't see him. "I understand. Keep me posted on any developments."
As soon as Jr hung up the phone, he sprang into action. He called his personal guards to prepare the car, then headed to his secret penthouse, where he had a bank of computers and cameras that monitored the city.
He began hacking into Minister Kean's systems, both at home and in his office. Jr's fingers flew across the keyboard as he worked his magic, his eyes scanning the screens for any sign of incriminating evidence.
As he worked, Jr's mind was racing with possibilities. He knew that Minister Kean was a powerful man, with connections to the highest echelons of government. But Jr was determined to bring him down, no matter what it took.
The hours ticked by, and Jr's eyes grew tired, but he refused to give up. He knew that he was getting close, that Minister Kean's secrets were within his grasp.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Jr's persistence paid off. He stumbled upon a hidden folder, deep in Minister Kean's computer system. The folder was labeled "Plan B," and Jr's heart skipped a beat as he opened it.
The documents inside revealed a shocking web of corruption and deceit, with Minister Kean at the center. Jr's eyes widened as he read through the files, his mind reeling with the implications.
He knew that he had to act fast, to gather as much evidence as possible before Minister Kean realized what was happening. Jr's fingers flew across the keyboard, downloading the files and sending them to his secure server.
As he worked, Jr felt a sense of satisfaction wash over him. He knew that he was one step closer to bringing Minister Kean to justice, and that thought filled him with determination.
The game was on, and Jr was ready to play.