Regression Reset Life of Police

Chapter 128

He has a flyy face that looks as if he is about to collapse. Breathless, nasty stench smells weak with the smell of toothpaste.

Words bounced out of Jong-hyuk's mouth.

"Are you all right?"

"What? Oh, yeah!"

Pain passes through women's eyes.

But soon I smile broadly thinking about something.

I don't know what it is, but I'm sure you're working for someone other than yourself to make money even if you know your physical condition.

Burn the last candle.

Jong-hyuk guessed someone.

"……I'd like eight people for now. Because I eat a lot."

"Yes! We have an order for eight!"

Where she went back and was left.

Four people, including Jong-hyuk, were shut up. There was no one who didn't read her resolution here.

Soon the meal was served.

"The young lady...…toot-toot."

Sergeant Kwon Soon-ho poked his teeth and kicked his tongue. Muroi and Mikhail also have a lot of thoughts.

"Then we'll be on our way."

"What, you're leaving already?"

"I'm just here to say hello. I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Ring! Ring!

"I'm Kwon Soon-ho, chief of the profiling investigation department. Oh, in Yongsan?"

Sergeant Kwon Soon-ho shook his hand, and Jong-hyuk, who saluted with his hands, turned around.

"Well, let's find out where the two of us are staying first."

The mentoring system was launched and the restrictions were lifted.

He didn't have to return to police university.

Jong-hyuk was going to let the two stay in the Jung-hyeok building where Jong-hyuk's own house is located.

Whooshoo!

In a running car.

Maybe it's because of the previous woman, but I can't open my mouth easily.

"…We have a lot of women like that in Russia, too. For a family to support, for a child."

There are many women who work with their teeth clenched even if their bodies break down instead of their husbands who do not return.

Muroi's face also darkens. This is because there are many single mothers in Japan.

Jong-hyuk had a stern look at the two.

"You can't just generalize in a hurry."

"What?"

"There's no clear reason to judge what's going on with her."

Hasty generalization creates prejudice, which also results in innocent victims.

If there is no clear basis, one should not make a hasty judgment, but should make a premise that one's thoughts may be wrong.

Especially in profiling, it was something to be very careful about.

Jong-hyuk himself wasn't even sure if she had a husband or not.

"I'll tell you in advance, but you'll learn it in the future. Doubt anything to the end. Don't ever guess recklessly. That's the basis of the investigative technique you're here to learn."

"Oh……."

Cold, cold eyes.

It's like a grown-up who admonishes a child.

The two awakened and nodded with heavy complexion, and only then did Jong-hyuk smile broadly.

"Well, why don't we go grab a drink to get acquainted?"

There's nothing like alcohol to be close to three men.

"Oh! Do you have vodka in Korea, too?""

"There's beer, too."

"Oh! You know how to drink, comrade!"

"Wait, Jong-hyuk. The sun's still up. You want to drink?

"Huh? You've had it before, daytime."

"Wait?! How did you know that?"

An escape from prison that crushed the prestige of Japanese police.

Not only did I know that he had fled inland by Jong-hyuk, but I was embarrassed and distressed when Jong-hyuk made the arrest.

"Well, we drank together in the Shirasagi."

Shirasagi is the name of the BAR that Muroi took after solving the case of Han Sang-won in Japanese version.

The father of a victim who was horribly beaten by an escaped criminal, where a former fraud broker worked.

Jong-hyuk found out that a Korean learned about the sponsorship fraud case, the Cheol-ya and Nol-ja incident.

"Ah? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…!"

"Oh, by any chance?"

Come to think of it, the day after the convict was arrested, Muroi appeared with a rather haggard face. With a hangover-stricken face.

"Come on, wait-!"

* * *

Rumbling.

In front of a house with a police line.

Sergeant Kwon Soon-ho pointed to Muroi, who is a zombie and is on the verge of magnificent oxidation.

"I'm not good at drinking."

"Weak, comrade Muroy."

"You guys are crazy."…."

Sergeant Kwon Soon-ho, who smiled, handed over the file of the incident he received yesterday.

"Look through it."

Jong-hyuk looked at the thick case file.

Mikhail and Muroy are also approaching.

"A series of thefts?"

"Yeah, but there's no ghost. Footprints, fingerprints, and hair don't come out. There's only a footprints."

An empty house thief.

In as many as a year, there have been 15 incidents that seem to have been committed by the same person in the jurisdiction. But no clear clue was found about him.

In addition, the case has been passed to the profiling investigation department with the desire to grab straws.

"What about the signature?"

Signature.

It was meant to be a deliberate, or habitual action.

"Page three."

Jong-hyuk, who confirmed the signature, nodded. He then handed over the case files to Mikhail and Muroy.

And when both of them looked through, they asked a question.

"What can you judge there now?"

"Bold?"

Mikhail nods at Muroi's words.

"Yes, even too relaxed, comrade."

After stealing everything, the criminal covered up his tracks as if cleaning up.

Put the drawer back in, put the jewelry box back in place.

There was no sense of nervousness in that figure.

This was his signature.

"Again?"

"……."

I don't know if it's because of the advice I heard yesterday.

That's a good look.

Jong-hyuk gestured to follow him into the scene.

Then he left behind and stood in front of the master bedroom after the footprints reinforced by the forensic team.

A chest of jewelry with wedding gifts.

He started here and went to a small room after searching counterclockwise for TV drawers, dressing tables, and master bedroom drawers.

And finally, I searched the living room.

I didn't even search the living room. As if I didn't have to.

I felt relaxed here, too.

"You understand?"

The two tilted their heads to their sides. I just had the confidence that this guy was more daring.

"You've searched where the most lucrative thing is."

The arrows arranged by the Forensic Service and Sergeant Kwon Soon-ho tell us that.

"……Huh?"

The astounded Muroi and Mikhail scanned the case files again. And then I opened my eyes wide.

"You came in advance and searched?"

"There's a good chance of that."

Jong-hyuk saw Sergeant Kwon Soon-ho following him.

"I think he disguised himself as a gas inspector, Internet or wired TV installer, insurance planner, what do you think?"

Sergeant Kwon Soon-ho raised his thumb.

"K. You're on the same page with me, aren't you?"

Also, Jong-hyuk had to come to the profiling investigation department.

"The question is, how did you search the house at that time?"…."

Even if you were able to come into the house in advance by decorating your identity, it is not easy to find out the location of the valuable things.

Unless you came in when no one was home.

Sergeant Kwon Soon-ho, who briefly organized his thoughts, quickly took out his cell phone.

"Yes, I'm Kwon Sun-ho."

He explained to the detective what he had made so far.

"Is there a victim who went to the bathroom or was away for a moment because of parking problems when he met those kinds of people at home?" Or else, the location of the valuables has changed."

In life, there are times when I come home after working as usual, and suddenly I feel a sense of incompatibility.

A sense of incompatibility as if someone had come and gone.

Kwon Soon-ho was saying that.

"It's important, so please check it right away."

After a while, the detective called to ask how he knew.

While talking to an Internet installer or insurance planner, everyone left their seats briefly because of a parking problem or broken window.

Jong-hyuk and Kwon Soon-ho looked at each other.

"At least it's a duo."

"One would be a flirt. It's not the action group."

If the two have completed cross-validation, there is no need to look at other sites. All the other sites have been settled anyway, leaving only the case files.

Nodding his head, Jong-hyuk picked up his cell phone.

"Yes, it's me. Monkey Park Sangcheol, what are you doing? Please put me on the phone."

Before regression, Park Sang-chul, a monkey that made Jong-hyuk's stomach reveal.

The one who turned into a burglary killer.

In the meantime, he was under surveillance if he committed another crime by making a scene of excitement.

After a while, Park Sang-chul answered the phone with a shuddering voice.

Damn it. He's really watching me. Why?!

"Some guy robbed an empty house after a preliminary inspection. From where the money comes from. No hair, no footprints, no fingerprints. At least two people."

It's not me! I washed my hands! They're welding it like crazy!

"I know it's not you."

It is different from Park Sang-chul's signature.

He is also a doggo.

"So who do you think it is?"

Originally, similar people know each other. I'm meeting you in prison.

-......at least two people, Yook Hyo-jong? Park Byung-soo?

Jong-hyuk feels the same way.

There are few organizations that are so meticulous as this.

No, from the beginning, they rarely move as a group when they rob an empty house.

"Oh, really? Where are they now?"

Muroi and Mikhail opened their mouths to the incident that ended in an instant.

"Is this a profiling investigation?"

"…That's crazy."

Shivers run through my body.

You have to learn it!’

We need to report that we have to send more!’

Jong-hyuk smirked at them like that.

"I told you yesterday. Don't be sure. I don't know if it's them or not."

"Hm?"

"What percentage do you think the captain is? I'm holding on to about 60 percent."

Until the criminal is caught, the police should never be convinced that he is the criminal.

This is basic.

That's why there's a word suspect.

"As expected, you're salty, Jong-hyuk. About 70 percent for me?

Kwon Soon-ho opened his mouth, thinking that youth is also good at the sight of Muroi and Mikhail, who are curious and expressing strong eyes that cannot be acknowledged.

"It's because of the development of the media. As the media began to deal with these cases in greater detail, copycat crimes...…."

It's a reference even if it's not an imitation.

By doing so, criminals reduce variables and become more sophisticated.

Other than that, criminal methods are evolving day by day for a number of reasons. ……...I can't do anything good with the head of something like that.'

Jong-hyuk, who muttered, "What a shit," bit a cigarette.

"Mom! Police car! Police car!"

"Yeah, it's a police car. What do you want to be?"

"Police car!"

A police car that's not even a police car.

Turning his head at the funny word, Jong-hyuk opened his eyes wide.

If up to two times is a coincidence, the third is inevitable.

So I didn't even know that a woman walking somewhere holding the hands of her cute little brother and sister looked more beautiful.

"Oh, it's Dad! Daddy-!"

You have a husband. Then why do you work like that?' The two siblings let go of their mother's hand and run.

A man in his early 30s in a suit smiles brightly and holds the two siblings in his arms.

A clear and pretty laugh spreads.

But…….

Whoops?

Jong-hyuk, who checked the man's face while chasing the children running with his eyes full of questions, reacted as if he were causing a game.

How can I forget that face?

"Why did you come out again? Someone who is sick."

"I'm going to see my cool brother a second earlier."

"Ha, his stubbornness. Did you eat?"

The devil of human shame who has spoken the most absurd words of "sin can repent."

When his wife died of illness, he drugged his two children and made them unconscious, and among the demons thrown away by Yeongjong Bridge.

Jeong Cheon-woo, the main culprit of the infant speculation murder case at Yeongjong Bridge.

I could see why it became a necessity.

But…….

"What is this, this sweet thing?’

* * *

21 pyeong small mansion.

The light smell of oriental medicine pierced Lee Hee-sun's nose.

She took off Jung Cheon-woo's jacket and asked.

"Cough. Cough. It was hard today, right?"

Her husband, Jeong Cheon-woo, who is a resident of oriental medicine hospital.

"Well, you're having a hard time watching the kids."

"Pee. It's not hard to see the kids. It's harder for you to treat patients. Cough!"

"Breathe. Fight again?"

"Okay, I've got the water, so wash up. I'll cook for you."

Lee Hee-sun, who tapped her hip, headed to the kitchen, and Jeong Cheon-woo, who was staring at it, took only his underwear and headed to the bathroom.

"Dad, I want to take a bath!"

"Seol will do it, too!"

Jung Young Woo and Jung Hee Seol.

It is a treasure named after Jeong Cheon-woo and Lee Hee-sun.

Do Do Do Do!

The children who ran clung to Jeong Cheon-woo's leg.

"Breathe! Are you going to make your dad hard?"

"It's okay. Leave it."

"Because you keep taking it, the kids...…."

"Now, shall we take a bath with my dad?"

"Yes!"

"Wow!"

A bathtub you can't play with unless you're taking a bath with your dad.

The children undressed as if the snake were naked.

Splash splash!

"Splash!"

"Don't splash water and play."

"Yes, sir!"

While staring at the children playing in the bathtub, Chung Chun-woo turned on the shower and soaked himself.

Then I rubbed my legs and shoulders.

Bow, bow.

Children doze off at the table head, perhaps because of the bath.

Lee Hee-sun tried to wake him up, but Jeong Cheon-woo, who lied down in a small room due to dissuasion, picked up a spoon.

Lee Hee-sun makes a stiff face.

"I shouldn't put you to sleep right now. I'm the only one who's going to make a bad mother...…."

They're all good husbands, but I'm unhappy about this.

Jeong Cheon-woo changed the subject.

"How's your father-in-law? Are you still there?"

It was a marriage that was pushed ahead even though both families strongly opposed it. If Young-woo hadn't joined, he wouldn't have been married.

Thanks to Young-woo, the father-in-law forgave him, but his wife-in-law still hated the two.

"Support is also……."

"Yes……."

Lee Hee-sun barely answered, shrugging her shoulders.

My in-laws provide 2 million won a month to me, asking me how much my resident's monthly salary would be.

However, Jung Cheon-woo had to spend all the 2 million won his in-laws on treating hospital doctors, so he had to make a living with only a small salary.

I can't help but get a license from an oriental doctor.

It was tight, but there was no shortage of life, so I had no complaints.… I felt sorry for my parents.

I'm more conscious of my in-laws and my husband.

Like a daughter-in-law, like a wife.

I can't raise my head to my mother-in-law who comes every week.

"Oh, it's your birthday soon. Cough! Cough!

She tried to change the subject.

"Go, is there anything you want?"

"Never mind. Just make me seaweed soup. It hurts so much."

"It's spring soon, so how about a suit?"

"There's no money for that. That's enough."

'There is!' Whatever the reason she secretly works part-time at the Bulbaek restaurant. This is all for the surprise birthday present of her husband, Chung Chun-woo.

"Or shall we go to your favorite racetrack?""

"Horse racing?"

Jeong Cheon-woo's eyebrows wriggling.

Lee Hee-sun smiled insidiously.

When I was in a relationship, I stopped by the racetrack every weekend, but as soon as I got married, I stopped. So I thought this man was my husband and the father of my children.

"Hmmm. You've been struggling a lot lately, haven't you?"

Blushing, he stood up with a white bucket on the kitchen table. Then I took out the sports drink from the refrigerator.

"Uh. I don't like that."

"You didn't eat again, did you? It's good for your health, so endure it and eat it."

Turning away from his wife, he mixed water with powder taken out of the barrel.

Clattering, clattering.

It's cold water, so it doesn't fold well, but he stirs it carefully and melts it.

But those eyes were freezing cold.

The powder on his hands was also quickly removed.

But when I turned around, my eyes drew a warm line.

"Here, drink up."

I hate it. I've been sick since I ate this...….' Lee Hee-sun was surprised.

What's going on?

It is a nutritional supplement that my husband gave me for my health. He also found a powdery one for himself, who had a narrow throat and could not pass the pill well.

She closed her eyes tightly to her husband's staring eyes and gulped down.

"Ugh, bitter."

"Here's the coffee candy."

"It's coffee candy to meet. How about lemon candy?"

"Lemon candy can interfere with medicine."

"There's no such thing as that."

With her lips sticking out, she took the coffee candy as if she couldn't help it.

"Oh, pretty."

"Hehe. Is it really pretty? Shall we make the third one today?"

"……I'm tired."

"Oppa. Oppa-!" Jeong Cheonwoo, stand there. Cough, cough!"

Even in such a warm evening, the lights went out and ended.