Regression Reset Life of Police

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Inside a large underground banquet.

Whether it's because of the red light or because of the blood flowing, it's red in front of my eyes.

"Gasp! Gasp!"

Back in the corner, Jong-hyuk stared at some 20 big men holding wooden, iron pipes and sashimi knives, breathing heavily.

The ship, arms and legs that were stabbed and escaped are hot.

"Hey, Detective Choi, the Grim Reaper, can't do it on his page?"

Short, goofy sunglasses.

The leader of the drug gang in Gangnam, Do Hyun-chul.

On his way home from work, a man from a drug dealership rushed in after receiving intelligence that he was dealing with drugs at this pub, which was a trap.

'That's why I didn't want to come in.’

The drunkard's song was played a lot, so he ignored it and came in. Jong-hyuk laughed furiously, wiping the blood from his head.

"Hey, I'm gonna have to feed your kids some more food. How can a skinny man like me get 15 people?"

"Kick! You're about to die. Why? Why don't you call me? Do you know if Jiwon's coming? Oh, my phone broke. Do you want to borrow it?

Flinch!

Jong-hyuk tried to unknowingly reach into his trouser pocket and stopped.

I was going to hide in the room, but my phone was smashed after a physical fight.

"Hyunsuk."

It's already been two years since I joined the drug club at the main office.

You've been such a nice guy since I first saw you.

You have a prosecutor's father, but you take a police exam, and you're not interested in getting promoted at all, but you're lucky to have your own performance. He doesn't fit from one to ten.

I don't know why you called him.’

It's hard to me.

but

I can't let my mother's birthday be my son's memorial day.’

Hyunsuk left work early because it's his mother's birthday.

But it's hard to call because we've been staying together for two years.

Other colleagues are even more.

Death came to mind in Jong-hyuk's head.

At least I wanted to be chief of the main office.….’

"That's enough. It's not hard to knock down the mulberry pups."

No, I'm tired. Unlike gangsters who are scared by a few blows, drug addicts are fearless because of their drugs. It's difficult to deal with because I don't even know my body is going to be smashed.

"Whoa, I'm done resting, so come in. But you know what? You're going to die if you throw a sashimi at me?"

I know. That's why it's called the Grim Reaper.

The Grim Reaper said he'd retire the moment he picked up his sword.

All members of the organization with knives were injured enough to retire today.

"……hit!"

"Waaaaah!

It was the moment when twenty people with their eyes upside down rushed in.

Whoosh!

"Ugh! What the hell?!"

"Stop him! Take the fire extinguisher!"

Chaos spreading in corridors that Jong-hyuk can't see.

"My lord, are you alive?""

Tears welled up in Jong-hyuk's eyes.

"…...why are you here, you rotten bastard!"

A fool who came to see me where I might die.

"What do you mean, why are you here? I'm here to get acquainted with my hedgehog. Let's finish this quickly and have a nice drink! No more menstruation!"

"Crazy bastard. …"Anyway, I don't like you."

But with his eyes still alive, Jong-hyuk tore around, took off his cumbersome jumper and wrapped it around his arm.

"I thought you said okay, so I went in! What are you doing? Get out of my way, you pussy!"

Ddeong!

"Argh!"

"Hit!"

In the chaos that began from far away, Jong-hyuk broke his neck watching Do Hyun-chul, a bewildered hammer.

"It's changed, isn't it? Let's get handcuffed, you bastard!"

Jong-hyuk rushed at him.

* * *

"Hook?"

After waking up with a blanket, Jong-hyuk sighed as he looked around his body. The remaining stab wounds like a fire.

When he came to his senses, he smirked.

"Hyunsuk met this guy and had an old dream."

It was from this time.

I thought of Hyunsuk as my family.

"Crazy guy."

He's a madman who jumps in for someone who's given me a place to die.

To be honest, it may be easier to recruit someone who is more capable than Hyun-suk. However, life has never been easy to get someone as reliable as Hyun-suk in a long time.

That's why I spend money and time like this.

"So grow up quickly, man."

I couldn't help but laugh.

But that was also for a while.

Jong-hyuk recalled the situation in which steel lines accepted investment.

"……Yes, it's a good thing."

A steel line that never compromises with injustice, and keeps faith unconditionally.

It was important to be with him.

Nodding his head, Jong-hyuk approached the fax in the room and walked a cloth. There were quite a lot of things that I couldn't check because I came in late yesterday.

Dozens of data including candidates for Kwon & Park Holdings' new office building, domestic and overseas stock markets.

"Well, real estate is poor, as expected."

It is said that they will invest the remaining amount in dot-com bubble and invest in domestic real estate, but there are no successful real estate in the future.

The properties that went around the country to arrest the criminal and said, "Oh, I should have bought that." The candidates for the new office building also don't like much.

"Kwon PB and Taegyu are definitely not good at this."

The same goes for Jong-hyuk.

You can disguise yourself as having a gift for the stock market, but it's not real estate. Real estate comes up when you buy it, but it contains all sorts of factors and enormous luck.

"If it doesn't work out, I'll pretend I'm talented in real estate…"… Hmm. She's perfect for it."

Korea's best real estate investor since 2010.

In 2013, 1,307 properties were owned. There is not a single property of less than 300 million. Real estate was purchased mainly through auctions.

"What are we going to do by now?"

I know you're from the countryside, but you're such a secret person that I don't know more than that. It's because I didn't commit a crime.

Once again, Jong-hyuk went out to the living room after examining the rest of the material.

Whoosh!

Mother Ko Jung-sook was making Korean pancakes for the workers in the morning.

Jong-hyuk picked up one of the dozens of pancakes.

"Well, delicious smell."

"Do you want me to make you dried pollack soup?"

"Huh? No, thanks. My son didn't drink."

"But why did you come so late?"

"You know the prosecutor who was on the hidden camera with me, right? He bought me a meal to be a prosecutor."

"Inspector?"

Ko Jung-sook's eyes sparkled.

"Why? Will he be tested?"

"…The test isn't bad either."

Although the prosecutor who works safely at the desk is attracted to Jong-hyuk's father because he died chasing the criminal, the conflict arises because she had a strong crush on the criminal.

"Okay, I'm also a candidate for the test."

Ko Jung-sook laughed at her son's confident appearance.

He came to his senses at some point and won a gold medal as well as studying. I just wanted to keep growing up like this.

"Don't come to the construction site from today. Take a rest and meet your friends."

I didn't really ask Jong-hyuk to work at the construction site to save money on workers. It was to let you know how hard it is to make money.

A cash bolt from a poor life for granted.

Although he is a good son on his own, he was afraid of getting drunk on money.

As an ugly mother, I felt sorry that all I could tell her was this.

"What's up?"

……Scream!

"Humming!"

"Just wash up. You have to go to work, too!"

While scratching his back, Jong-hyuk grinned and headed to the bathroom.

"You're so cute."’

My disingenuous mother was always cute.

* * *

At lunch, Jong-hyuk moved like his mother said.

It was just to meet other people, not friends.

"Here! Here!"

President Kim Jong-du, who is busy waving his hands with a big smile, and detectives in the third class staring at Sindang-dong Tteokbokki boiling from the pot.

In the ugly impressions, women in their teens and 20s sitting around glanced at them, but they were laughing at the sight of staring at the tteokbokki pot.

'It hasn't changed at all.’

Detectives who are always interested in something delicious and new because they are busy catching criminals and can't eat well.

It's just like a 5-year-old boy who follows you when you give him candy.

"What's going on?"

"What's the matter! Since Jong-hyuk won the gold medal, shouldn't we congratulate him as an uncle? Sorry to congratulate you now. Come on, applause!

Congratulations on your gold medal, Jong-hyuk!"

A round of applause rang.

"That's all?"

"Then what?"

Jong-hyuk saw the detectives, and they shrugged.

What do you have?….’

Otherwise, there is no way to make an appointment in such a place full of women. It's probably a rice soup restaurant, gopchang restaurant, or pork belly restaurant.

"Hmm. Oh, take these first. I bought it in Bangkok."

"Why would you buy something like this?"

They are tourist products sold on Bangkok streets such as key chains, cell phone lines, and scented soap.

"You can leave the scented soap on your desk."

"Thank you, Jong-hyuk."

Jong-hyuk was pleased to see detectives looking at or sniffing at the fragrant soap in crafts.

A person's relationship begins with such a small thing.

Sitting down, Jong-hyuk quickly grabbed the ladle.

"Oh, what do you do? This gang leader uncle can do it."

Hesitate!?

Jong-hyuk's eyes are squinted.

"What is it really?"

"No, I don't. I don't have it doesn't."

"There is?"

"Ugh, are you going to ignore this uncle's favor like this?"

One of the detectives smiled and opened his mouth as Jong-hyuk frowned.

"It's because you're surprised to see an old man. Just in case you get examined."

"What?"

Seeing the class president, Jong-hyuk barely held back his laughter.

'Oh, is that really it?’

Somehow, I said I was going to buy tteok-bokki that children like.

"Cheolsoon, you...… Hmm. So have you decided on your career path?"

Jong-hyuk shook his head.

"Not yet."

"Yes, my detective is more free to commute to and from work than a prosecutor who can't even get home because there are so many cases. So that you can date. Huh?"

'Where is he selling drugs?' Detectives are also dumbfounded.

"Stop trying to seduce the naive one and let's go eat, shall we? Are you going to hold a memorial service before something delicious? Get punished!"

"Don't eat, though, you sons of bitches. Don't eat, guys!"

"Ugh! Hey, hurry up and eat!"

"Thank you for the meal!"

"Don't eat!"

Jong-hyuk smirked as he saw them meowing like a family.

'Yes, this is detective.'

The place of birth, school, and life that you have lived are all different, but it is the detective who has a stronger affection than the brother who shared blood through childbirth.

Jong-hyuk was overcome with fond memories of seeing him for the first time in a long time.

"Delicious."

The tteokbokki that children eat felt so sweet.

"저, Choi Jong-hyuk……A player? Is that right?"

High school girls coming up smelling like baby lotion.

Jong-hyuk was surprised, and the detectives' eyes were 'oh-!' insidious.

"Do you know me?"

"Ah! It's really Choi Jong-hyuk! Hello, I'm a fan. Oppa!"

"Pae, fan? ……me?"

The question of why has arisen.

1999 was full of first-generation idols. I couldn't believe that high school girls were not idols and liked athletes.

"Yes! We are Yasamo members!"

"It's a group that loves Jong-hyuk who looks like a beast but turns out to be intelligent!"

"Pfft!"

Jong-hyuk's face heated up, and detectives held back their laughter.

"Oh, no, why would I...…."

"You look cute!"

"He's got a really small face!"

"Ears, cute."

"Hahaha."

Jong-hyuk stared at the classmates and detectives who barely held back their laughter, and they quickly focused on the tteokbokki, saying, 'Oh, it's hot!' Someone turned on the TV.

Han Sang-won, who has been on the run for more than 740 days as of today...….

Everyone's eyes turned to the TV on one wall.

Han Sang-won. The worst prisoner in Korean history.

Currently, he is the main culprit that makes the streets of Korea quiet.

"….Come on."

"Jump."

With the grim and ferocious energy of detectives who laid down their spoons, the high school girls crumpled their necks.

'Right, it's not time to be caught. 't been caught.'

Han Sang-won, an escaped prisoner who blew the neck of several high-ranking police officers to the point that he made a remarkable contribution to solving the promotion of police officers after the Hwaseong serial murder case.

Martian serial murder. There's that son of a gun.’

As with Han Sang-won, we know the real culprit.

But with current technology, we can't catch him.

But this is not the only one.

Currently, there are many unsolved cases in the university's Republic of Korea, and there are many criminals who cannot catch them due to lack of skills.

'Yeah, not just the bastards.’

an unidentified organization

Jong-hyuk once again thought about why he was regressing.

The answer soon came out.

Jong-hyuk glared at a TV set led by the class president.

'I'm going back to catch those pups.’

To capture the men who strut in spite of their sins.

To avoid making unfair victims.

To soothe the bereaved families who are struggling.

God sent you back to do something other than revenge.

Jong-hyuk, who clenched his fist and set his mind, forced his stiff face to open and sign and send back to the high school girls.

The class president opened his mouth.

" By the time you become a police officer, you'll probably be able to develop a lot of technology and catch those pups. So think about it. Detective is not bad either."

That's true.

Many unsolved cases are solved by technological advances.

But then it's late.

'It's late. It's very late. So…….'

"What are you doing? Are you going to hold a memorial service in front of delicious food?""

"Yes!"

"Oh, it's delicious. Is this tteokbokki that kids eat these days?"

Turning to detectives, Jong-hyuk watched the turned-off TV again.

"Let's get him first!’

Robbery and lethal, escaped convict Han Sang-won.

His eyes flared up.

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