Regression Reset Life of Police

a Japanese restaurant in Seoul

An atmosphere in which silence is forced.

Choi Ki-ryong, the dean of a police university, picks up a piece of red sashimi, the first time in a long time since he took office as dean of a police university.

"How's your teaching life?"

A man in his 50s sitting across from him throws a horse.

The smiling eyes are twisted in the gold-rimmed lenses.

"This place is delicious. I hear a lot."

"Are you deaf already?"

"Oh, good. It's quiet because it's Yongin, the air is good, the kids are active. I feel like I'm getting younger. How's the main office? I thought you said it was crazy."

Sunlight welfare incident in Daegu that overturned the country in the late 1980s.

Currently, Korea was in a state of turmoil due to the second and third sun welfare cases.

Cuckoo Village, Daejeon Disabled School, Seonghwa Village, etc.

The prosecution overturned sponsoring organizations across the country and began to be dragged out one after another, and the public was indignant, saying that the Republic of Korea was the devil's den.

As a result, the necks of related figures were flying away one after another.

Among them were the Director General of Household Safety and the Director General of Intelligence.

The Department of Living Safety with the Department of Crime Prevention and the Department of Living Order.

And the intelligence agency that collects information about religious organizations and childcare facilities.

It was a department that the elderly man in front of us went through, and we still have close relationships with them.

The ball fired by Jong-hyuk produced this result.

"Oh, my. You're Gangnam Chief now, right?"

The elderly chose Gangnam Police Station to challenge the commissioner.

Shaking.

"……The road is delicious."

"The real delicacy is navel. The chef here is flying like crazy."

Dean Choi Ki-ryong looked down gently.

Whoosh. Whoosh.

"What's the courtesy of not turning off your cell phone in the middle of a conversation?"

The horse became sharper.

"I'm sorry, sorry. Wait a minute."

"Just pick it up. You know what? What kind of accident would have happened?"

"You want the accident to happen," said Choi Ki-ryong, who snorted.

"Oh, it's me. What? ……Really?"

Choi Ki-ryong's face is wide open.

The elderly became anxious.

" With Jong-hyuk, uh. Professor Lim helped the FBI? So the FBI gave you a plaque of appreciation?!"

What? FBI? Out of the blue.

However, Choi Ki-ryong's words are not over yet.

"The world's leading university criminology authorities, uh, put in an exchange application? To our police force? Uh, yeah, yeah, all right. I'm working right now, so let's talk when I get back."

Choi Ki-ryong, who hung up the phone, shook his hand.

"I'm sorry. Choi's pride caused another accident. Phew, dude. I sent you to the United States to participate in the forum, but you're solving the case again."

"Case?"

"What did he say? Did he save someone who was falsely involved and almost killed? That's why the FBI gave me a thank you plaque for not embarrassing me."

"…Really?"

The eldest man replied as if nothing was wrong, but the chopsticks he was holding are shaking.

And then eventually put it down.

"I don't like it here."

"I heard Odo is delicious."

The eyes of the elderly are completely distorted.

"There's nothing to eat but mischief. Oh, yeah, look at me. I have an appointment, but I forgot."

Choi Ki-ryong smirked.

"Yeah, you must be busy. I can't help it. Is it because of the celebrities?"

Celebrities are always a nuisance to the police, and Gangnam is where they live and appear.

"Sorry. I'll invite you next time."

Boom, boom!

The old man, who opened the door roughly, crumpled his shoes and disappeared, and Choi Ki-ryong stood next to the door and waved at the embarrassed waitress.

"That's enough, tell the kids in the other room to come over. Oh, please set this up for me. Please."

"Yes, sir."

After the waitress politely closed the door and stepped down, the door reopened a little while later.

Rumbling.

There are always four people coming in, making inappropriate noises in a quiet Japanese restaurant.

It is the chief of the National Police Agency, the head of the Kwangsu University, the chief of the drug crime investigation unit, and the chief of the special crime investigation department, Kim Jong-du.

The captain of the Kwangsu University glances at the table.

"Are the guests gone?"

"What do you mean, a guest?"

He challenges the commissioner without knowing the subject matter.

Still, he was so powerful that I almost had a headache, but thanks to Jong-hyuk, I got two shots of coolness.

"And even if I'm meeting with a guest, will it come before you? Oh, it's your first time with me, right?"

It's Kim Jong-du! I look forward to your kind cooperation!"

"I know, I know. How could you not know the special list of arrests?"

'I heard you have a deep relationship with Jong-hyuk?' That's enough.

"What are you doing? Sit down, sit down."

Soon a splendid statue came in.

The dishes that are different from the lunch special they just had.

Choi Ki-ryong poured them a drink.

"It's not that I called you, it's because of the presidential election. You know the presidential race starts next year, right?"

Along with the presidential race, Choi Ki-ryong's chief race will begin.

There's no rival, but you don't know who's going to step in.

Just as lions do their best when hunting, Choi Ki-ryong decided to devote himself to the commissioner's position.

"What if it's the first case next year and it's a sports association corruption, what do you think?"

'Jong-hyuk is a teacher of the Judo Association, right?' Not only that, but also Jong-hyuk, who cares about the national team.

It didn't seem too bad to clear up the debt to Jong-hyuk to pay off a little.

The four faces of the drink became serious.

Meanwhile, the elderly man who left the Japanese restaurant called somewhere.

"There must be a guy named Choi Jong-hyuk in the police force. Uh, judo team. Chulsoo, let's play. The guy in the case. Find out about him."

The old man, who hung up the phone, held the phone high and soon put it down.

"For God's sake."

* * *

The Humphreys' invitation was great enough to set the standard of "This is what American home-style meals are like."

I'm glad there's no Park Young-ran law.’

I would have been in big trouble if I had.

Daisy Humphrey was expected to be sent to prison because the FBI decided to write a petition.

"Hm-!"

Professor Lim Sung-won, who left Incheon Airport, takes a deep breath.

"As expected, the air in my hometown is the best. Jong-hyuk, what are you going to do? You want to get sick in the sauna and have a cup of kimchi stew?"

Originally, he had to return to police university immediately, but was given a special vacation for receiving a plaque of appreciation from the FBI.

Today is Thursday, so I can return by Sunday evening.

It's enough time to wash your throat that you've become greasy while in America.

Even though it's dawn now, there are many places that open.

But Jong-hyuk shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I've got work to do. How about Saturday instead? Climbing and having a glass of rice wine with pajeon."

"Good! We promised!"

"Yes, get home safely."

"Yeah, you rest well, too."

Seeing Professor Lim Sung-won leave, Jong-hyuk waved at the road.

"Taxi!"

Go Jung-sook has been depressed since morning for some reason.

Wondering, she was only able to realize the reason after lunch.

Today is already the day.

Suddenly, a big bear comes to mind.

A bear that's like a beast but has always been a puppy to himself.

Now, it is sadder that even the face is blurred and cannot be recalled without looking at the picture.

"You can't do that."

She has to remember herself even though no one else can.

My husband bought tangerines even though he was freezing after hearing that he wanted to eat tangerines on a snowy winter day.

But this is all I've got. My husband who was sorry.

Today is the wedding anniversary with such a husband.

Ko Jung-sook took off her rubber gloves.

"Cheolsu's mom."

"Yes, sir!"

"I forgot I had work today. You can do it without me, right?"

"…Sure! Don't worry about it."

"Thank you. I'll pay you back."

"Don't say such a thing! Don't say that!

Ko Jung-sook, who smiled with thanks, headed to a nearby supermarket.

Today is one of the days when I get drunk only twice a year.

Crunch.

When she entered the house waving a bag of soju, she was startled.

There are Jong-hyuk's shoes in the shoe closet.

"Son, you're here?"

Taking off her shoes quickly, she smirked as she reached the kitchen after crossing the spacious living room.

A son who is mixing eggs and soy sauce in an electric rice cooker.

Cabbage kimchi, green onion kimchi, and side dishes are also full.

Jong-hyuk raised his hand to his mother, who was breathing hard.

"My proud son is here!"

Go Jung-sook's mouth wriggles.

"What's going on? Didn't you say you have to go to school right after you go to America? How was everything in America?"

"You're out of breath. What's up with you? Did you leave anything behind?"

"……Yes, I'm not feeling well today, so I'm going to rest."

She said so and slipped the bag behind her.

Why did he come today?’

A son who always wants to show his strong side.

Now I can only see my son on weekends.

This time, I couldn't see him even on weekends because I was going to the U

So I was so happy, but I couldn't be more happy.

More because it's the fruit of love with my husband.

"Are you sick?! Where? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

I know what day it is, but it was Jong-hyuk whose heart was pounding.

"No, just drink a glass of soju and lie down. How long are you taking a break? Are you going back tomorrow?"

"I'll be back by Sunday. Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital?"

"Really? Then do you want me to make you braised short ribs tomorrow?"

"…You mean come down to the restaurant and eat?"

"I'm lazy to do it twice."

"Mrs. Ma'am, this is your son."

"It's noisy. Eat and clean up. I'm off."

"Yes, take a good rest. I'll massage you later."

Jong-hyuk stared at his mother, who went into the master bedroom, hiding the bag until the end.

'I'm glad.'

I was glad it wasn't late.

On the other hand, Ko Jung-sook, who closed her bedroom, put down her bag and found an album and jewelry box containing photos of her dating and newlywed husband.

Her jewelry box, which should have contained wedding gifts, such as the ring that her husband gave her, and souvenirs she bought from her trip to Gyeongju. No, a treasure box.

Every year on this day, she reached for what she had taken out, and was embarrassed.

"Oh, where'd it go?"

Clack clack! Clack!

Her face turns white.

"I'm sure I've put it in here.…."

While stamping her feet, she opened the door of her bedroom again, wondering if she had left it in the warehouse last year.

"Why? Is something wrong?"

"Uh. No, I need to find something. Eat it."

"What to find? This?"

A red ring case enters her eyes when she stops walking to the warehouse.

There are cakes and bouquets of flowers, but that's all I can see.

"Why would you do that?"

Jong-hyuk beckoned his embarrassed mother.

His heart was pounding.

"Take a seat."

Ko Jung-sook sat across from Jong-hyuk as if possessed.

"Open it."

……Click!

"……!"

Two wedding rings still in place since Jong-hyuk got them back.

But there are two more diamonds underneath it.

Jong-hyuk scratched his head looking at his mother in surprise.

"I'll go to the gold and silver shop tomorrow and change it'll be fine. I was going to change it, but I thought it would be better if my mom changed it."

'Although diamonds are fake now that I don't have any money, I'll make them real later. Thank you for marrying me, Jungsook! Guys, I'm getting married-!'

'Waaah.

I go back to when I wore a white veil.

It was a wedding where both families opposed, so only acquaintances gathered.

"……5 Carats is not even your child's name."

That day, it was this man, even though he was a bluffer, I believed in this man and thought I'd live happily ever after.

Ko Jung-sook, who was staring at the diamond with trembling eyes, went into the master bedroom stealing the eye area.

"Oh, Mom?"

Jong-hyuk's heart sank.

But soon.

Crunch!

Ko Jung-sook came out with a bag.

"Son, do you want a drink with your mom?"

Should I make ramen?"

"Let's eat on the cake. I like cake as a side dish with soju."

"Really?"

That's how the night of the two hats began.

It was warmer than the day I got my ring back.

* * *

After the autumn and winter when the leaves fell, it was spring when green sprouts bloomed again.

As we welcomed the 2002 New Year, there were many slopes around us.

As executives of the Judo Association were swept away from the beginning of the new year, Shin Sung-il became vice president of the Judo Association, and prosecutor Kang Chul-sun became the head of the criminal department.

Ha, I feel like I'm going to die. Is this what high school seniors are supposed to do it?

Hyun-suk also became a senior in high school.

It was new to think that the little guy grew up and went through hell as a senior in high school.

Ma'am, are you going to play guitar and drink on the lawn?

Lawn drinking party, a college student's dream.

"That would be a penalty."

If you do so at the police station, you will be banned from penalty points at once.

Really? Ha, what do we do?

"It's noisy. Don't think about it and just study hard. Aren't you coming to the police?"

My father told me to go to law school...….

"That's not bad either."

I really want Hyun-suk to come to the police force and support me, but it was good to be a prosecutor, lawyer, or judge.

"It's your future, so think about it and decide. Like me."

-……I got it. There's still a lot of time left, so I'll think about it more. Ha, next month is the World Cup, but I can't even cheer for you.

2002 Korea-Japan World Cup.

Next month, the World Cup begins.

You're going to go cheer me on, right?

"I can't go either."

What? What?

"No, I don't know if I can go."

-……?

Jong-hyuk, we have to go!"

"I'm hanging up. Let's talk again next time."

Yes, go on in!

Hanging up, Jong-hyuk approached his colleagues standing in front of the buses in conquest.

A lot of excited faces.

"Wow! We're finally doing a field trip!"

From today, field training, a regular curriculum for the first semester of the third grade, began.

I'm going to work from home for about a month and a half from today.

'Which one will I be assigned to?’

Jong-hyuk expected it to be a good place.

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