Regression Reset Life of Police

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a dark interrogation room

Steel line and Hwang Jong-soo are sitting opposite each other.

"Jongsoo, let's join easily. Jong-soo gets punished for talking about accomplices, and I finish quickly and rest comfortably. It's win-win, right?"

"……."

"Do you think you understand? Name?

"……."

Hwang Jong-soo, whose cheeks were swollen like a balloon with air in them, shut up. No, he clenched his teeth and showed his willingness to never speak.

Steel wire grinned.

He stood up, took off his top and unbuttoned his sleeves.

"Ha, these bastards of criminals do this. Use honorifics to know if you're a master. If I keep my mouth shut, do you think a prince on a white horse will show up?"

Hwang Jong-soo's eyes shook.

That was the answer.

My friend's father is a senior prosecutor at the Southern District Office.

The smile on the steel line, which caught on to something, became even rougher.

"Wooyano, this is the center, and I'm a crazy bastard who doesn't care about that. Dude, I'm here. Do you know if I've been tested? Criminals like you have been tested to beat legally."

Jukdo, who is stand next to the wire, seueuk.

"Let's get hit for now."

Jukdo and back, to do that.

Hwang Jong-soo's face turned white.

"Come on, wait!"

(Screams)

"Argh!"

A thrashing occurred in the interrogation room.

And behind a glass of mirrors set wide in the interrogation room, Jong-hyuk burst into laughter.

"Wow, your father is hot."

People in the same space burst into laughter.

Gulp!

When the door opened, the people who turned their heads hurriedly straightened their positions.

"Loyalty!"

He was a senior prosecutor for the Ministry of Economic and Criminal Affairs.

The chief prosecutor looked at the interrogation room over the mirror, and the blue-torn Jeong-ho urgently tried to make excuses.

"Is it him? Is it Kang's first show?"

People wiped their hearts off when they didn't even care.

"Yes, it's a good thing we arrested before it happened, but if it did, there would have been a lot of economic loss and casualties."

The chief prosecutor's eyes shone as Jong-hyuk stepped up to explain.

"Oh, nice to meet you, Choi. I heard that Choi made a huge appearance for this arrest. Thank you and sorry. I wouldn't have gotten help from civilians if I had enough money...… Phew. My face is all hot."

Jong-hyuk smiled softly as if he understood everything.

"Well, everyone knows that the civil service budget is small. But I'm glad that my weak behavior helped."

"Ha ha."

'Burning so much money for just one reconnaissance.The boldness, execution and thought are great.

In the case of placing orders in all other stores that were delivered, the company had no choice but to hit the forehead. This brought calls from local police stations, fire stations, and schools to thank them.

"And those guys will continue to be around from now on."

"Continued?"

The chief prosecutor's eyes shone.

Jong-hyuk's eyes shone, too.

"The fund manager who manages my assets says the stock market is weird these days."

Operation forces and swindlers who split the stomach of the common people during the dot-com bubble in Korea. In order to catch such people, a senior prosecutor must be allowed first.

"It's weird…?"

This is what the man who made Jong-hyuk spend his entire life in poverty without hesitation. There was no choice but to be interested.

"They say it's overheating too much. If that happens"

"…Operation forces and crooks are the ruling party. I've been recognizing that the stock market is weird lately."

"Is that so?"

The chief prosecutor nodded.

'There's a reason why Kang Pro is cheap and spinning.’

Who would love this kind of talent?

"This kind of person who comes out of his own pocket to catch this kind of knowledge and criminal needs to be a prosecutor and come under me."’

He smacked his lips with regret.

There were many people who were greedy. This has made it even more so.

"I'll have to watch this with more interest."

'There you go!' Jong-hyuk grinned inwardly.

"By the way, the question is when does he get rich?"

I've already blocked what I believe.

At the words of the chief prosecutor, Jong-hyuk also looked over the mirror and calmed his eyes. What is most important and necessary to strike a criminal organization is the cooperation of the first arrester.

The later the cooperation is, the lower the probability of batting. In some cases, there are situations where they have to be released.

"If he had a gonzo, he'd be gone.…."

Ack! I'll say it! I'll tell you everything!

All those gathered in this space, including Jong-hyuk, shut up.

"No, Gonzo."

'Oh, my.' Jong-hyuk burst into a laugh.

* * *

Crying. Crying!

A space full of smell of oil and iron.

Heart is removed from a car that can no longer be driven, and the people who run give off intense flames and take off useful things.

Then the car, which is no longer removable, heads to a large presser.

"Okay! Careful! Okay!"

Bite! Bite!

A car that screams and crumples.

An 18-year-old boy with an oily face pauses and watches.

Oh my god!

"Argh!"

"Hhh. Why? Do you want to go in there, too?"

Flinch!

The boy turned his head at the horse of the big man who hit his butt.

He said it as a joke, but it never sounded like a joke.

The scar on the man's black, scruffy face made the boy's heart sink again today.

Beep!

"Oh, is it lunch already? Let's go. If you're late, you should eat it only in the soup."

The man ran quickly, and the boy who was left hesitated, followed. In front of the container box that arrived in that way, a plastic table is spread out in the open air, where soil dust and rusty iron powder fly, and the adults who arrived first are already drinking makgeolli.

The boy, who received food on the board, sat at a table with two boys of his age. It was as quiet as if only this table was in another space. No, I'm scared.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

Whoosh!

The boy shrank at the sound of adult laughter.

The same was true of boys of his age.

Seeing each other, they bowed their heads.

I want to run away. But it's scary.

They said they'd let go of hope if it lasted for a year.

As the sticky rice went over his throat, the boy bowed his head to the pinging tears.

'Mommy...'

Why did he run away from home?

No, why did I fall for someone I don't know who approached me because I could make money?

Spooning full of regret was too heavy today.

"Jimiral, why isn't the phone working?"

The boys hurriedly bowed their heads at the cry of old man Kim, who walked out of the container office inside.

"…...did he run?"

Bloody eyes cut the boy's heart.

Even though it was not directed at him, the boy was terrified.

"Oh, Mr. Park. It's me. I need to find someone."

"Someone else is going to die." A brother in the same position who pretended to go to the supermarket a few months ago and was dragged bloodstained. There are shackles on both ankles next to each other.

The boy buried his head on the table.

"Yes, first of all, the airport and...…Huh?"

'Huh?' The boy turned his head and was surprised.

People who don't match this place, full of oil, iron, and rusty dirt, come in.

Old man Kim, the owner of the junkyard, was embarrassed by the number of people who seemed to befuddled. The men who felt something unusual while eating stand up, and the investigators turn toward them and pose.

the moment of a flash

"It's okay. It's okay. Sit down."

Two of them approach from behind, shoulder-to-shoulder, and weigh down their arms.

Jong-hyuk tapped them on the cheek with his investigator's

"You see this, right? Stay still? Then you won't get hurt."

When the investigator's card fell before their eyes, the men had to freeze as it was. Old man Kim also freaked out.

Jjap-sae? What about Jjap-sae?

Investigators burst out laughing, and the steel wires grabbed their foreheads.

"Hey, you wait outside, I dug you up!"

"Haha, I love you!"

"Pooh-! ……Sigh."

Kang Chul-sun, who scratched her head, opened a warrant for old Kim.

"Kim Deuksoo? Can you see this?" You're under arrest for violating the Financial Management Act."

Old man Kim understood everything.

Damn it! You said you weren't going to get caught!’

"What are you doing? Stop it!"

Two people caught by Jong-hyuk were the first to respond to the cry.

"Darn it! Darn it!"

Boo!

Elbows swinging toward the jaw and solar plexus.

" Jong-hyuk아!"

Stammering!

"Scream!"

"……."

Both Kim's subordinates and investigators, who were trying to move to stop him, blanked out at the two people who were stepping down with their faces.

A picture-like one-two that backed off in an instant.

Jong-hyuk ran toward Old Kim, kicking the ground as it was.

And turn to run away, huh? I grabbed old man Kim's waist, whose eyes are getting bigger.

"Come on, sleep……."

Boom! Boom!

Silence fell again in the junkyard.

A man just threw a man over his head.

"Gasp."

"Well, you're alive."

Fortunately, Jong-hyuk, who stepped on old man Kim's head, tilted his head to his side, looking at people who were still frozen.

"What are you doing? Aren't you going to arrest him?"

"……Jawk!"

"Woah!"

"HOLD!"

"Jack it!"

There was an action play at the junkyard.

"If you take a step from there, I'll call Jung-sook."

"…Yes."

Jong-hyuk pouted his lips.

* * *

Just in case, he brought in only veteran investigators who beat up gangsters.

The suppression took place in an instant.

"Oh, my God. You're breaking your back, right?"

"It looks like it's out of the spine."

"Well, Kim Deuksoo? Can you move?"

"Turn it off."

Old man Kim was out of his mind to answer.

"…Call an ambulance. I'm going to clean up the invoice."

"Yes."

"…Don't you dare, that bastard! Ouch!"

In a hurry to avoid eye contact, Jong-hyuk headed to where the young boys gathered. The boys rushed to escape as soon as the two groups met and were brought to investigators.

Jong-hyuk looked at their squishy skin, eyes shaken with anxiety and relief and wondered what to do.

"…...did you guys get caught here?"

Flinch!

The boys, who shrank, nodded faintly in conflict, and the investigators guarding them were stunned.

"Who approached you at Seoul Station or Terminal to introduce you to a job?"

The boys' eyes became round.

"Yes, of course."

Jong-hyuk grabbed his forehead.

The same was true of investigators.

Brokers who have nowhere to go and get commissions, and bad business owners who make them cheap.

This was a time when these bad adults were rampant.

"Whoa. Yeah. Let's go home now."

Choked up!

Tears filled the boys' eyes.

But they wouldn't budge from Jong-hyuk's gesture to follow.

It was a house I desperately wanted to go until just now, but my feet didn't fall off when I went.

'...for God's sake. That's right.’

It's a house that you don't want to go to even though you've been through such a rough patch.

"You bastards! Hey, aren't you going to your house? By now, how many parents...…."

"That's enough."

Jong-hyuk reached out and stopped Jeong-ho from giving a brief speech.

When his face distorted as if to stop him, Jong-hyuk grinned.

"I'll talk to you. Even if you say the same thing, it's counterproductive when someone who looks scary like you says it."

"Pfft!"

When other investigators burst into laughter, Jung-ho's face heated up.

"…do as you please!"

When Jeong-ho stomped away, Jong-hyuk kicked his tongue.

"Well, well, that's why I haven't married her yet."

"Pfft!"

This time, laughter broke out among the boys.

With a big smile, Jong-hyuk glanced at the food on the floor and shone his eyes.

And I smiled as good as I could at the boys.

"Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

The boys nodded their heads.

* * *

I bought something to eat at a nearby supermarket because I can't leave the scene yet. The children, who were wary, soon rushed to drink bread and milk.

"……crying!"

"Gasp!"

The meal, which no longer had to be self-conscious, was too sweet for bread and milk. The boys shed tears.

'Yeah, what do you think you're guilty of?’

It was the fault of adults who did not protect and understand them.

Jong-hyuk waited until they stopped crying and opened their mouths.

"Are you surprised?"

The boys nodded their heads.

"Honestly…."

"Honestly?"

Jong-hyuk shook his hand at the boy who looked back and looked around.

"It's okay. You don't have to worry about him."

'That jackass!' Kang Chul-sun, who had been worried about having children, retreated with her tongue clenched.

The boy who was looking around opened his mouth again.

"Honestly, I thought they were here at first. I thought it was really being sold this time."

"Them?"

"Chinese people."

Jong-hyuk's eyes got bigger.

What the hell is this?’

"…Can you tell me more?"

The ears of the steel wire, which had been far away, also sprung up.

The boy plucked up his courage and said.

"Secret entry or arrangement? ……Oh, yeah?"

"Why, why? Am I not supposed to say this?"

"No. Good job. Thanks to you, I could have a funeral at that old man's black hole. What's your name?"

"Seonho, Han Seonho!"

The boy Han Sun-ho's eyes became round.

The same was true of the other boys.

"But you're serious, aren' You really can't see the boss now, right?"

"Probably?"

"So if you've done anything wrong, you're gonna live longer? Forever?"

Jong-hyuk shone his eyes.

It was not an insider complaint, but an insider complaint.

"Why? What else is there?"

Seonho nodded vigorously.

"My boss, people who look scary like gangsters secretly scrap cars, too. People with tattoos on their bodies."

Jong-hyuk's eyes shone even more.

Old man Kim's sins are increasing.

"Ho, really? People with tattoos?"

"Yes, recently, someone with a tattoo on his wrist left it to me."

Flinch!

"…what?"

Tattoo on the wrist. Jong-hyuk reacted sensitively.

"That!"

The white block at the top of the scrap blocks that are pressed and stacked into squares.

'Stop, don't tell me!'

Jong-hyuk hurriedly tried to get himself up.

I don't think so, but it's a coincidence that there are a lot of people with tattoos on their wrists.

If it's true, if it's the car that the organization used.

You can't just look at it.

It could damage fingerprints, DNA, and any remaining evidence.

'Yes, it was this! Kick!

The difference between the 1996 incident and Kim's case was the vehicle.

Fingerprints or DNA evidence, to be exact.

Evidence that unconsciousness turned a blind eye to it since it must have been damaged naturally because it was abandoned in 1996. However, it is not yet less than a month after what happened.

You idiot!

The one who was a detective forgot the basics.

There was something different about the subject.

"Mr. Prosecutor!

"Wow?"

"Please ask one thing to the Central Intelligence Department. Rep. Kim, what kind of vehicle did you use? Have you been investigated?"

"All of a sudden, it's wow……?"

At the words of Jong-hyuk, the steel wire that followed Jong-hyuk's hand hardened its face.

Suddenly, I started to have a hunch.

"What about his face? Remember the face?!"

Jong-hyuk, who grabbed Han Sun-ho, was desperate.

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