Regression Reset Life of Police

Chapter 53

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"You know what? I love you."

Kwon A-young, who holds the note "3%," just now has a bright flower on her face as to where she was trying to eat.

I was right, as expected.

She believed in Jong-hyuk and took a little gamble, no, they.

Gambling to make more money.

The result of the best gambling in trust in people achieved this in such a short time.

She once again vowed never to let go of Jong-hyuk's hand.

"You confess to your lover...… There's something Director Kwon needs to do."

"Work?"

Jong-hyuk told us about his plans at the ski resort, and Kwon A-young and Park Tae-kyu blinked.

"Runaway youth shelter?"

It was out of the blue, but Jong-hyuk's expression was serious.

"It's exactly to help children who can be rehabilitated or in need of help. It provides education, medical care, law and counseling beyond just providing accommodation and accommodation."

"Counseling?"

"It's not just the external wounds. You need to heal your heart."

"Oh."

What I couldn't do before I went back.

No, I tried hard to avoid the promotion.

But it's different now.

Jong-hyuk then tapped on the result given by Park Tae-kyu.

"This money is enough, right?"

If I earned it, I had to pay it back.

And Jong-hyuk was going to pay back in his own way.

"Oh."

Kwon A-young and Park Tae-kyu's eyes shook.

'Really....'

"You know what?"

"I love you?"

"That's why I like boss."

What kind of nineteen-year-old would come up with something like this.

They stretched their shoulders while sticking out their tongues.

This kind of person was their boss.

There was a warm air between them.

"Oh, but how's the real estate purchase going? What about before the new building?"

Flinch!

Jong-hyuk's eyes narrowed.

"Well, that's...."

Park Tae-gyu, who grinned at her poor answer, picked up the TV remote control. I didn't want to get caught up in it.

Ring!

- An anonymous informant reported that the remains of the missing dragonfly boys have been found. At the scene...….

"Oh, my!"

"Oh?!"

Kwon A-young and Park Tae-kyu were surprised, but Jong-hyuk closed his eyes.

A heavy burden on the hearts of detectives.

Korea's top three permanent unsolved cases, such as the kidnapping and murder of Kim Sun-woo's

Jong-hyuk, who was discovered earlier than before the regression, will now return to their parents' arms in a more intact manner.

Out of that cold, dark place.

Please go to a good place.

Jong-hyuk quietly prayed for the repose.

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Jong-hyuk, who left Kwon & Park Holdings, scratched his head.

"You must be very busy."

She, who is capable, is not bothered by the real estate.

Come to think of it, it was worth it.

Even ten bodies were lacking, including the management of Jung Young-tak's entertainment agency EBM, Jeong In-chul's sewing doll business, the IMF victim rescue project, the investment review of So-young's father's recommendations, and the management of personal connections.

"I wish Director Kwon had reliable hands and feet...…me, too."

Not only hands and feet, but also eyes and ears.

an informant

Detective was an informant.

An informant who is one of the important assets to detectives.

Before the regression, Jong-hyuk also had more than eight personal informants.

It was the first thought that came to mind after seeing the result of organizing all the positions just now.

"You guys are so secretive?"

Then, you can hit a tight net that even ants can't escape. I couldn't imagine how much money would go into it, so I couldn't even think about it until recently.

In Jong-hyuk's head a few people come to mind who can leave the job and then sink.

"……Ha, at this time of year, everything's out of date."

Some adults are a little bad at action, and others are light-mouthed.

All minors except those who are troubled.

It was a headache in a different sense.

"Well, first of all, before that."

This is something that needs to be done without anyone knowing.

A long time ago, I had to remove the leech that had been following me since 1997.

"That's enough."

Things that would have been cleaned up if they had been caught in Thailand, Han Sang-won, or followed on a family trip. As he passed by the van where the road was built, Jong-hyuk raised his fist.

Then he punched at the passenger's window of the van.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Cracked, black tinted windows.

A camera is held in the hand of a hunched air jumper man.

The same goes for middle-aged people in the driver's seat.

Jong-hyuk tilted his head to his side looking at their faces.

I thought it was a paparazzi that followed famous athletes, but the face is criminal.

"Hey, what are you guys?"

"Oh, my God!"

Food light!

Driver's man who wants to turn on the engine instead of answering.

"What, you don't want to tell me?"

Jong-hyuk grabbed the man in the auxiliary seat by the collar.

"Ugh!!"

"Gyeo, Kyungsik!"

a nosebleed full of bongdu-bung

Men in their 30s and 40s, whose faces are messed up, are sitting on their knees politely. Passers-by became an audience and began to watch.

"Hm. You mean?"

"Yes, yes. So can we go now, Choi?"

"……Tsk."

Unfortunately, there are no laws to punish them at this time.

The same goes for the future.

Jong-hyuk shook his hand and quickly woke up and ran away in the car.

Boo!

Looking at the van moving away, Jong-hyuk called the number they gave him.

Hello?

Jong-hyuk narrowed his forehead.

It's the voice of an old man, but somehow it wasn't strange.

"Who are you?"

-…….

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"Wow. There's a place like this in the middle of Seoul."

An antique hanok fence has been built.

It is a hanok that has never been seen even in a neighborhood where chaebol live.

"Who could it be?"

Jong-hyuk warmed up and headed to the gate.

Then he looked at the old man who came out to meet him, and his face hardened.

"Welcome, Choi Jong-hyuk."

An old man wearing a lawyer's golden badge on his chest.

"You, no, you're...…."

It's a montage in memory.

The person I saw when I rescued Park Tae-kyu.

Thinking that far, Jong-hyuk blinked his eyes.

"Was this So-young's maternal grandfather's house?""

The old man was lawyer Lee Young-chang, a spokesman for Kwon Ah-young who came to the police station during the Park Tae-kyu incident. A positional figure who served as the head of the Seoul District Prosecutors' Office.

President Kim Jong-doo told me later that Kwon A-young's background was unusual.

The question of why it was a familiar voice was solved, but the mind became more disheveled.

Director Kwon's father asked me why?

Like this!

The jade of tea is poured into the teacup.

"Have it."

Sitting cross-legged, Jong-hyuk stared at the old man with a sharp impression, holding a cup of warm steam.

An old man with a skinny but straight back.

Maybe because of the white hanbok, it feels more strict.

Kwon, collectively known as Kwon.

He was a private lender who dominated Myeong-dong before the real-name financial system was withdrawn. A person who wasn't there in Jong-hyuk's time. No, exactly, he retired so long ago that he didn't get caught on his radar.

Slurp!

It's okay.

It's a decent car.

"I'm sorry."

Snap!

Jong-hyuk kicked his tongue at the sight of him lowering his head while putting down the teacup.

It's too early to apologize. But I can still feel the sincerity.

The man who used to be called the money ghost of Myeong-dong is honorific.….’

There was no other slick.

Jong-hyuk put down the teacup.

"How come?"

Emotional eyes stare at Kwon Hoesu.

No matter how much Kwon A-young's father is, he cannot forgive his surveillance.

"At first, I didn't think of marrying an old girl, and I thought she was going to do it again. One, my daughter's data showed me that it wasn't."

"Aunt So-young, no, Director Kwon, said about me."

Kwon Hoesu knows a lot.

There was no need for any more prudence.

'Ho.'

The nickname for daughter Kwon A-young is so natural.

In addition, as the title changed, the momentum changed.

He is so heavy that I can't think of 19 years old.

Unless you succeed in one field, you can't have it.

"Is it true this young man?"’

I just double-checked what I already knew, but it's as if I'm hearing it for the first time. However, Kwon Hoesu was not a person who lived a long time enough to express such things on the outside.

"Yeah, so what kind of guy is he?"

Kwon Hoi-soo twisted his head and stuck out.

Money ghost eyes glistened with laughter.

"I was wondering what kind of man he was trying to shake her heart again."

Kwon A-young, who was as sharp as a man and had no interest in studying, suddenly exploded a bomb that she would study abroad.

It turned out that he attended a meeting with a professor of economics at Hankuk University, who looked so cool at the time.

Since then, Kwon A-young has been studying hard every day to improve her grades, and eventually left for the U.S. to study.

"Who made the child hot again, whose gun was blurred beyond recognition even if it was poo or soybean paste while doing nothing."

Jong-hyuk kicked his tongue inside.

'That's cheating.'

It's father's love.

I was annoyed, but I couldn't think as bad.

"There's nothing to ask about the results."

He had no blood or tears enough to be called a money ghost.

If it weren't for nothing, I'd have already taken it apart.

"Yes, it was great."

Everything was so great that I couldn't pick one.

Honestly, I thought Jong-hyuk was a character in the drama.

"Since then, it has been a small curiosity of a bored old man who has nothing to do but drink this kind of tea every day. Once again, I apologize. And please take good care of Ahyoung in the future."

Time, age, years of experience. An old man who is far ahead of everything bends down to a 19-year-old for his daughter who is over 30. I couldn't get through it.

As a result, it was impossible to question his surveillance.

"You're a slick. What?

But I got mean for no reason.

'Oh, my God. Hmm.… ah!'

A private loan shark, a profession that has seen countless human figures in the world.

There was something that came to mind.

Snap!

Jong-hyuk put down the finished teacup.

"I understand you've increased your fortune several times thanks to me. You must have recovered all the assets that you had to let go of because of the real-name financial system."

"Well."

'Do you think so, too?' The question is whether you were monitoring it to make more money. The question was, "Don't sell your daughter and be honest."

He took it that way.

Kwon's face was blurred.

And then I got emotional.

'If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have made that money! How dare you!'

One is a daughter who moves as hot as she used to study.

"The money."

……nearly.

I wonder if he was crazy about money after all.’

But the daughter is a wensu.

"If you want……."

"Why don't you write it down?"

"Hm?"