Regression Reset Life of Police

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Detectives from the two police stations were determined to move.

The blue sock criminals were arrested in just one day, and video sales books that had been dark in Cheonggyecheon and Namdaemun areas were detected.

As they went deep into the alley to arrest them, there was a situation where even drug dealers were arrested incidentally.

Director Park Chang-do cracked down on those who distribute illegal goods in Namdaemun Market.

Two police stations and one police station were swarming with criminals.

'Hide the trees in the woods.’

"You're smart."

"Oh, you're so mean to sell me some videos to make ends meet!"

"Bite your mouth! What a criminal you are!"

A whole gang of detectives, divided into several teams, are hanging on.

"Oh, you're here?"

President Kim Jong-doo waves his hand.

"What about them?"

When he accidentally arrested a drug gang, Lee Cheol-ho, the head of Namdaemun Police Station, handed them over to Kim Jong-du.

Not only drug gangs but also other sales policies have been arrested, and the detention center is not enough. He gave way, saying, "I don't want to explode while eating."

Therefore, Namdaemun Police Station was undergoing a situation in which passengers were evangelized. This side was also dealing with a drug gang 1 and 2.

"I handed it over to the prosecution."

"Already?"

"You're in a situation where evidence or witnesses are certain. Don't worry, I've put it together in a real world."

It was too bad.

I'm here to punch you in the back of your head if you're here.

"By the way, did you take the snore, or the Soviet, well?"

Huh. That's a long time ago, Soviet Union.’

"Even so, he thanked me and asked me to guide him to Seoul today. I'm giving you money."

Jong-hyuk, who had a story to tell, readily agreed, and came here to check for himself what had happened before meeting him.

"But what about the kid? Did you get home safely?"

Whoosh!

Instead of answering, Jong-kook grabbed Kim Jong-du's forehead.

"Have you leaked it to the press?"

"No, it's not. Starting tomorrow, the headline will be about the drug ring in Namdaemun area of Cheonggyecheon Stream."

'What a relief!' Chairman Kim Jong-doo seems to have strictly guarded the security.

It was the security that abandoned its tremendous performance in the first and second classes of violent drugs.

I was really worried.

What was the reason for the girl's breakdown?

This is due to some of the geese who bit victims who are minors without caring. Korea has been overturned by trash that has no faith, no facts, and only seeks stimulation.

That's what he stopped.

I was very grateful.

But his words are not over yet.

"But……."

Jong-hyuk found a girl in a gang cell where Kim Jong-du pointed and became stiff.

"What, why is she still here?"

A girl who should have already been handed over to her parents.

Smoke from cigarette smoke, which was foggy like a stuffy chest, scattered from Kim Jong-du's mouth.

"I went out and came back in. Breaking the super window."

"What?"

"He wants me to send him to juvie, too."

"No, why? …...does he still like that bastard? So we're gonna go to juvie together?

"I'd like to ask if it's a movie scenario that won't change the film."

Unexpectedly, there are many victims who support criminals.

Jong-hyuk laughed bitterly.

Stockholm syndrome.’

But looking at the president's face, it didn't seem like it.

"It turns out it's a family that doesn't have money to move anywhere."

At that point, Jong-hyuk could see everything.

"You can't go to school."

You can't recognize yourself and go to school to sell yourself. Other schools, too. I don't know how far the video might have spread.

What's worse is that you don't trust your parents.

I ran away from home because I hated my parents.

No friends, no relatives, no neighbors, no one can trust.

I wish I could go somewhere far, but I can't.

sick and tired of money

That's why I'm trying to escape from the world.

A 15-year-old, a victim who's cut off from the world.

He is trying to live among criminals in case he gets forgotten.

Because pointing fingers at the world is scarier than criminals.

This choice was the only conclusion a girl could make in the world she saw and knew.

"Aye, the world of Nimiral shit. Come on, man."

Bang!

Kim Jong-du kicked the desk, and Jong-hyuk had a bitter taste.

A world where a victim has to be a sinner.

A world in which victims should be further removed from the world.

Whenever this happens, Jong-hyuk feels so sorry that he's going crazy.

What the hell is wrong with you?

"If I had any money, I'd rather get plastic surgery and live abroad…"…."

Jong-hyuk saw a girl.

Overseas. Victor. Teenage girl.'

The hunch on the head combines several clues.

‘……!’

"What about his parents?"

"Let's go, let's go, let's not go, let's have a big…."

Without further ado, Jong-hyuk understood.

She broke a super window because she couldn't trust her parents. Perhaps the parents stepped back for a while to think.

"Then can I take you today?"

"What, dude?"

"You know, if he's left like that...…."

Kim Jong-du closed his eyes tightly.

You don't have to listen to me more.

It is extremely rare for a person to change in juvie or prison. I end up getting colored by them.

To the few bad guys who were born criminals.

"What are you going to do?"

"To let you know that the world you see isn't everything."

If the current choice is the only conclusion a girl can make in the world she sees and knows, then expand the world.

I can clearly see what happened after, but I couldn't turn a blind eye to what I had to do because I blocked the media.

It's not like I don't have the power!

Life before the return, hoping only for results, looking only at heights.

How regretful I was to come back like this.

Jong-hyuk now wanted to sleep with his feet stretched out.

"Is that the Soviet man?"

"This is Bio who came to buy Korean products. His name is Victor Romanov."

"Your last name is awesome. Is it Romanov's house?"

"Do you know that?"

"Tsubl, it was the Soviet Union until a few years ago, you son of a gun. I don't know the Soviet Reds.…Chulsang!"

"Yes, sir!"

'Thank you, sir.' Jong-hyuk thought this would be the case.

Kim Jong-du is a detective with a daughter of his age.

He had seen many unfortunate events before he became president, but he was not in a position to make such a recommendation.

I will help you if I can, but it is a pity that all of Park's detectives hold in their hearts.

Jong-hyuk stood in front of the cage cage, leaving them behind.

A girl with a forehead on her lap.

"It's Mijin, isn't you?"

A lot of things are put down, and the eyes look at it.

Thinking of eyes that would have shone brightly in the past makes me tear up.

Jong-hyuk opened his mouth in a nonchalant manner with no expression at all.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Choi Jong-hyuk. He's the one who reported them."

"……!"

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"Oh, Choi!"

"Victor!"

The two shook hands with each other.

"How was your work?"

Jong-hyuk, who made an appointment for lunch for work.

Victor readily understood that he had caught them.

"They will be punished on a very large charge."

"That's great! That's great! Korea is also a country where justice lives! Well, what about the two in the back?

Lieutenant Mi-jin and Lieutenant Lee Chul-sang.

Mijin's eyes are still murky.

"I'm the one who's going to give advice on women's products and what's going on for teenagers."

"What? Hmm……."

Jong-hyuk smiled broadly at him in doubt.

"As you've been around for the past few days, the fashion of Korean teenagers and twenties is very unique, right?"

It was like that at this time of year.

It was embarrassing to wear clothes with similar design. Clothes and hairstyles were identities that represent their colors.

"There will be no interference."

"Well, that's great. Choi's words, so I'll trust him."

He did not want to impose restrictions on the types of products.

A teenage ordinary girl. It wasn't bad.

"Then shall we go? I can't wait to see where Choi will take me!"

It's just and responsible Jong-hyuk.

The thoughtfulness and meticulousness that gave a detailed explanation as the situation changed.

He was curious about the Korean products that Jong-hyuk would show.

But Jong-hyuk caught him like that.

"Romanov, I'd like to ask you a question."

"Yes, what is it?"

"Do you want a consultant or a guide?"

Victor's face hardened, and Jong-hyuk's eyes shone.

'Oh, my God.'

I got hit.

I thought you were smart, but I didn't know the concept of consulting.’

It was a mistake.

Victor became serious.

"What if you want to consult?"

"We'll come up with a solution to Let's Be for now."

Flinch!

"Let's Be? That's already...…."

"Will the Russians eat it? There's a lot of cold drinks out there's a lot. And in winter, it will freeze in a few minutes."

"…...for God's sake. Choi, you're so smart!"

"I'm flattered. How about 5 percent?"

"That's too much! Do you know how much my budget is? Ten million dollars! 0.1 percent!"

The dollar, not the ruble? This is when the value of ruble is greatly reduced due to inflation following the breakup of the Soviet Union.

Was he this rich?’

It's not just rich. He is a rich man who secured dollars from Russia.

Are you really a descendant of the missing Romanov family? No, I don't think so. Still…….'

It is certain that he is rich enough to secure dollars.

Jong-hyuk's eyes shone.

"Let's make it three percent. net profit."

Victor's mind was moving violently.

Can we save someone like this again?’

Such a sensible, smart, and Russian speaker.

Furthermore, there seems to be a solution to Let's Be, a product that has fallen in love with.

I can't help it.’

"All right, but we'll have to come up with a solid solution."

"Let's sign it."

Jong-hyuk pulled the file out of the bag and pulled out a consulting contract. The form was learned from what future crooks do.

Of course, it's not fraud by fraudsters, it's a standard contract for the industry at the time, and it's in Russian.

"Oh, that's thorough."

"If you have money involved, you should do something even worse."

"It's more believable."

Victor, who signed his autograph with a fountain pen, said, "Now come up with a solution."

"Look at the last page of the document."

Sarak!

"Hm?"

"It's a company that makes a heater, a machine that keeps drinks and food warm. It's going to be merged into a company that makes Let's B."

Park Tae-kyu and Kwon A-young barely found the company.

"Gasp!"

"I'll help you with the contract."

"…… hahaha!"

It was. If it's cold and less competitive, it's good to sell it warm.

Warm, sweet coffee that will melt the freezing fingertips in the middle of winter.

In fact, the company that made Let's B also dominated the Russian canned coffee market by marketing in that way.

"It's already worth consulting on! What's next?"

"Clothes."

According to a survey conducted by Jong-hyuk before the regression, Korean clothes were also popular in Russia.

Jong-hyuk points to Mijin.

"I'll take you to No. 1 street fashion in Korea."

"……?"

* * *

"Welcome! I have good clothes!"

"It's cheap! It's cheap!"

In a place as complex as a spider web, countless clothing merchants are waving their hands and peddling.

Why am I here?’

Girl Mi-jin saw Jong-hyuk walking with a big Western uncle.

' Choi Jong-hyuk 오빠.’

It's a name that everyone knows for a bad kid.

The nut that brought in the police to break up the Dongil High School bully.

The strongest fist that knocked down seven gangsters.

And... the benefactor who brought me out of that hell.

And those eyes.

There was no compassion or hatred in the way Jong-hyuk looked at himself.

So I followed him.

It's different from other people.

I think she's looking at Kim Mi-jin regardless of anything.

But what can I do for you?’

Jong-hyuk asked for help and followed, but he couldn't figure out what he could do.

So far, he has only been chatting with Western men, but has yet to tell himself anything.

"Mijin."

Flinch!

"…Yes."

"What kind of clothes do you want to buy here?"

"What?"

Jong-hyuk smiled at her embarrassed.

"For that man you...… No, it's choosing clothes for Russian teenage girls."

"Russia, Russia?"

"Oh, I didn't explain it properly."

No, I didn't do it on purpose until now.

Even if you explain it in advance, you have to think a lot and dig a hole when you have a lot of thoughts. In particular, it is 100 percent in gloomy situations like Mi-jin.

Jong-hyuk explained the situation.

"You mean, I'm the one choosing clothes to sell in his country? Me?"

"I don't know how to look at women's clothes."

Not only Mi-jin but also the detective who followed her as her guardian was dumbfounded.

Was that crazy brother?’

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