Regression Reset Life of Police

Jong-hyuk swept down his face.

"Ha, what should I do with this jerk?" If he wasn't a singer, he would have lived as a street bully and teased the police. The senior's face was also distorted.

The executive director, who saw the scene, stepped out quickly.

"Oh, Kim Kang-gun, Daemyung. Why are you doing this to me?"

"No, it's...."

"This time, you're going to mess with the cops and decorate the front page?"

"….Come on."

Kim Kang-gun and Choi Dae-myung smiled and showed their business cards again.

"Call me if you need a boyfriend, sister."

"Me too."

The senior who glanced at his business card turned away.

"Let's continue, junior."

"Yes, sir."

"Oh, you're arrogant. It's my style."

The two stepped back, turning a blind eye to the words coming from behind.

You know how to have fun like this...….

"Screaming!"

The nightclub heated up again after the singer's performance.

"Wow! Yum Jae-soo is awesome!"

The two turned a blind eye once more.

* * *

Boom boom!

Outside the nightclub where the beat fades.

A man in his late 20s with brown perm hair shakes his legs with a cigarette bite.

"Wow, I'm shocked that he suddenly appeared."

I sweated a lot when I leaned down not to get caught.

After sweeping his chest, he spat at the nightclub.

"The water's a beggar again! I was expecting a celebrity to come here!"

His face was wrinkled as if he had failed to book.

"By the way, why are these guys so late?"

"I'll be right back."

The man wearing jeans and a suit jacket speaks languidly.

A small cross earring is reflected in the light and wobbles.

"Bulls who don't care about time anyway. Oh, there he comes."

"Hey!"

"Brothers!"

Men in their early and mid 20s come waving their hands.

"Why are you so late? I've been waiting for you!"

"Bitch, is that my fault? What if my sisters won't let me go?"

"You've taken a lot of money, haven't you?"

"What about you? Why did you come out so fast?"

"I don't know. It was like shit. Never mind. Let's go eat."

The perm that said so opened his wallet and crumpled his face.

"What the hell, shit! Is that all you have left?"

A few 10,000 won bills are everything.

The two who joined later were also embarrassed.

"I think I'll be done if I eat today and get a perm tomorrow."… hmm?"

Sneak!

The perm hair on the arm that goes over the shoulder is surprising.

It's the guy with the glasses that's been quiet until now.

The permed hair looked at the man with glasses with shaky eyes.

"What are you worried about? You can shake it off again."

A languid but cool and sticky word like the temptation of a snake.

"…Will it be all right? Isn't it too early?"

"It's okay. I was going to change my weapon because I thought I was going to get caught. If you change your weapon, you won't know. Because they're stupid."

"…What are you going to change it to?"

The man wearing glasses pointed to a diagonal sign.

A lobster with a hammer.

Even though it was just a sign, it seemed to smell like blood.

Smiles!

A smile formed around the four mouths.

* * *

Gathering in front of the bathroom, Jong-hyuk and his senior threw their tongues out.

'They're really lying down, aren't they?

There is not a single minor.

Jong-hyuk saw the executive director with his chest out in a stately manner.

"Look at that. We never let you in without notice."

Jong-hyuk snorted.

Oh, my God.

Minors are surprisingly good at increasing sales.

This is because they are collecting money that they have and do not show that they are minors.

"Okay, let's take a look at the room and CCTV."

"What? We don't have CCTV or anything.…."

"Don't be ridiculous."

As I came up from the lobby, I saw it installed on the ceiling.

"Why? You don't like it?"

I'm concerned about the hunch that suddenly reacted earlier.

I was going to check the CCTV, but I thought I should check it out.

"Well, no way!"

The executive director, who hurriedly waved his hand, soon gave an earnest look.

"He, by the way, the room is...… No, I don't know what the guests will be wearing!"

The room is where the group catches each other to drink quietly and play.

But the cops are coming in?

These days, sales that are falling are falling.

but

"Look at this guy."

The excuse is plausible, but crude.

Jong-hyuk's eyes became fierce when he thought of something.

"Tell me straight. Did you put the whelks in?"

"…I, definitely not! What kind of place is Myeong-dong unless you put your liver out of the boat!"

"Or get out of the way."

"Do, young master…… No, sir!"

"If you touch CCTV, I'll kill you. Let's go."

"Yes."

The senior's face is also distorted with anger.

The whelk was a slang word for a woman who was drunk and unable to control her body and mind.

"Police! Detective! …...darn it!"

He hurriedly chased after Jong-hyuk, but when he arrived upstairs, Jong-hyuk opened the nearby door wide.

"Thank you for your hard work. Let me check your ID for a moment."

Men in their 30s and women in their 20s who were playing without their tops were surprised to see Jong-hyuk.

Senior officers and police officers who were following hurriedly closed their eyes.

* * *

"Come on. That's it?! Caw! Spit!

"Next time you come, I'll treat you right! Have a safe trip home safe!"

The executive director, who leaned down, swept down his face.

'Oh, my God.'

If it weren't for the orders of my eldest brother, I would have smashed Jong-hyuk.

He laughed hard.

"Why would we do such a harsh thing when Namdaemun Station, Jongro Station, and Jungbu Station are nearby. It's not like I can cover my mouth completely. We've always just let the girls in...…Gasp."

"……."

"We will attend each other tomorrow."

"Uh."

I felt a little sorry, so I thought I'd make it up to you, but Jong-hyuk erased the idea and grabbed the handle of the last room.

The managing director grabbed the hand urgently.

Jong-hyuk's head tilted sharply.

"Don't you let go?"

The executive director sighed again.

"This is the room where Kim Kang-gun and his party are together. There are only those who like celebrities. Please look at this. If they don't come, they'll cut the sales in half! Please!"

Desperate

Jong-hyuk saw a senior.

"What would you do?"

"Well, let's just go to the office."

Men and women, naked and...I've never seen anything like this before while working at a police station.

Moreover, the room with Kim Kang-gun, whose first impression was not good.

I didn't want to go in.

She headed to the office, and Jong-hyuk looked at the executive director, pointing to the CCTV right above him.

"Give me your girls ID cards. I won't say it twice."

"……Yes."

Jong-hyuk also headed for the inner office.

"……Poohoo."

The managing director, who smoked, bowed his head.

"Nimmy shit."

The executive director picked up the radio.

"Pig mom, come to the VIP room."

Inside the office.

Jong-hyuk and his senior sat in front of a surveillance TV connected to CCTV.

A total of four TVs. The number of CCTVs was 16.

Among them, there were eight CCTVs on the second floor.

I turned it all the way, but unfortunately, it was saved up to 14 days ago.

'Will it take about four hours?’

"Park Soo-kyung, please take a break."

"No, I'm not. I'm sure I'll help."

"I'll help you, too!"

Police officers raise their hands and step out.

Jong-hyuk smirked.

"Yes, of course."

Good for you.

Even so, I was going to check the CCTV at the entrance of the night before.

Jong-hyuk pressed the fast backward button.

'Oh, that's about it.’

Jong-hyuk himself and his police officers walk through the lobby and up the night stairs.

Only the back of the head was visible, but they could tell from the clothes they wore.

And a little later.

Jong-hyuk frowned.

"……what is it?"

Suspicious people are caught on CCTV screen.

They sneak out a minute after Jong-hyuk comes in.

One has short black hair and one has long brown hair.

But the behavior is very strange.

How drunk he is is clinging to the stairs and crawling down on all fours.

But when I come down the stairs halfway, I stand on two feet.

"Huh?"

Anyone can tell that it's suspicious.

It's like running away from someone.

You don't think we'really?’

The timing is unfortunate for coincidence.

A wanted criminal?

Jong-hyuk stuck his head out.

I wanted to see their faces more closely.

However, the image quality was too blurry to see the features well.

Then

"Oh, you bastards?!"

People paid attention to Jong-hyuk's cry.

But Jong-hyuk had no time to care about it.

Black hair, glittering earrings on the left ear.

It's them!

The so-called four-member hammering incident, which overturned all the Seoul police.

To be exact, the perpetrators of the "serious robbery" were arrested seven years after the incident broke out.

They are the demons who wielded the hammer with all their might without paying attention to whether people die or not because of money.

They were two of the guys who wanted to catch CCTV even if it was a web. It was very blurry, but I had a hunch.

Then there is one thing to do now.

Obviously a step late, Jong-hyuk rushed out of the office.

At that moment.

"Darn it! I told you not to say that!"

"Scream!"

It'splash!

VIP room with something breaking, gangsters blocking the front. And the executive director, among the restless waiters, turns blue when he sees Jong-hyuk.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on?"

The senior is rushing out of the door to door.

"Do, young master…… Officer!"

There was still a loud voice coming from the room.

"Hey, stop it! Stop it!"

"Shut up, you loser!"

Confused by the sound of the fight, Jong-hyuk kicked his tongue.

A far-off criminal and an incident that happened before his eyes.

There was only one answer to this situation.

"Jimiral!"

Whenever this situation comes, I feel like I'm going crazy.

But I couldn't turn a blind eye to what happened before my eyes.

I don't know who he is, but he's dead. Repeat!

Jong-hyuk, who gritted his teeth, saw the executive director.

"Get out of the way."

"…Ha. Nimmy. Really, Jotto. Hey, I've been using honorifics...…."

Whoops! Coosh!

"Tongue, brother!"

"Executive Director!"

Jong-hyuk saw a group of freaked out.

"Get out of the way. Before you burn it all up."

a deadly flesh that spreads at the moment

Hesitate.

It is not a problem that the executive director, who is an executive of the organization, lost his mind at once. It's like a big beast is in front of me.

And the police.

They had no choice but to back off, and Jong-hyuk burst into a blank smile when he saw the inside of the VIP room through the gap.

Two women who collapsed on a table with bottles of liquor and side dishes.

Brave Kim Kang-gun and Choi Dae-myung.

A tall man lying on his cheek.

And three other celebrities giggling.

There is also the singer who performed earlier.

Taking off his police cap, Jong-hyuk swept up his hot-hot hair.

"What the hell. You're doing all sorts of things."

"……Yes, there are so many different things."

The two crossed the threshold of a VIP room.

The senior twisted his neck from side to side.

"Kim Kang-gun, Choi Dae-myung. Assaulting you...…."

"Drug Control Violations."

Jong-hyuk pointed to the filterless cigarette butts on the table.

It is characteristic of cannabis.

"We arrest you on-site for assault and violation of the law on drug management. I know! Get your head in, you bastards!"

The senior, who ran out as it was, kicked Kim Kang-gun's chest and flew in the air and hit his foot on the neck of the maximum number of people.

"Cough!"

"Ugh! That bastard! If it's too soon……wow?

Jong-hyuk grabbed Kim Kang-gun by the hair.

"Where are you. You're mine."

"What the hell are you?"

Boo!

Jong-hyuk's anger exploded as he dodged a fist that flew into his face.

"It's the salty bird, the chew bird!"

Jong-hyuk stuck his fist into the empty side.

Crunch!

"Gasp!"

Kim Kang-gun, who emerged as a geezer with a violent sound from his side.

"There, don't move. I'm dying."

Jong-hyuk put his fist back in the same spot, warning Kim Kang-gun's flinching party.

Crack! Crack!

"……Argh!"

"I'm dying."

Crack! Crack! ……flap!

"Hey."

The smell of filth.

Jong-hyuk stepped back one step.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…Mom……."

"You're crying for a few shots. What kind of fighter are you?" He was just a whore.

A bully who thinks the world is mine because people like him.

Jong-hyuk snorted and saw a senior.

He was just handing over the big Choi.

Bite!

"Oh, my God.

Jong-hyuk waved his hands at the shaky women in the corner.

"Come on out. It's all right."

Women stomping out with courage in their warm voices.

Jong-hyuk headed to the next room, holding them and the women who fell on the table one by one in each arm.

"Do you have to stay here to investigate victims and references? Park Sookyung, protect them."

"Yep! Loyalty!"

Leaving the room, Jong-hyuk reached out.

"I, I don't know, kkk!"

Jong-hyuk, who grabbed the face of the man who ran out of loyalty and threw it away, opened his mouth.

"Don't let anyone come out."

Warning the gangsters, he went into the room where his senior attacked the others.

Click!

a door locked behind one's back

Jong-hyuk's eyes sank colder.

"Let's die, you bastards."

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