Regression Reset Life of Police

Chapter 69

21. Obsession

May has already become spring.

Thin jumpers were enough to walk around the streets at night, and people waiting for the millennium showed off their fashion to their heart's content.

The pollen scattered in the wind was no obstacle.

"Will the Great Angolmoa really come down and destroy the world?""

"Do you believe in such occultism? It would be more realistic to have a meteorite fall."

"Should I stand out?"

"Where?"

"…space?"

"Hey, what are you worried about? The U.S. will take care of everything. Haven't you seen the movie Armageddon?"

"Right, Bruce Willis was there, wasn't he?"

Young people in their twenties, flirting along the street, wearing earrings.

"The millennium bug is driving me crazy these days."

"Oh, that's because computers don't really recognize the year after 2000 and there's a lot of problems?"

"Yes! That's why Director Park is telling me to set my computer time to 1998! What if the order changes? Are you going to take responsibility?"

The ladies grumbling along with coffee in one hand.

Professor Ichiro walked with a smile on his face.

On the other side of the roof of the building, the words "○○○day ahead of the 21st century" came into his eyes.

"Korea is an interesting country."

Millennium scare stories are rampant, but Ichiro believes that Koreans are not afraid of them but enjoy them.

Some may be really scared, but I'm looking forward to that day as if it's a festival.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have made that face.

Clumsy Korean coming out of the rear car speakers.

This is the proof.

"Y2K Millennium."

The name of the band that sings the song that is playing now is Y2K Millennium.

It is a joint band between Korea and Japan. The song was so good that Professor Ichiro also bought tape from a handcar.

"But……."

In a few days, I have to leave this pleasant country.

A country that is sincere about drinking and playing.

It was only two months, but Ichiro felt a little depressed, so he thought about calling Jong-hyuk.

Today, I remembered that I went to the countryside to participate in the competition.

He wore earphones on a CD player.

Mother, I miss you.

He quickly checked the time with the voice of the Korean boy group, which is gaining popularity these days.

"It's already time for a parenting diary."

Five black men's left-handed parenting diary.

It's a program he's been listening to these days.

Prosecutors can't talk about it unless it's this.

He moved quickly, waving a bag of beer.

After arriving at the apartment, Ichiro paused for a while. Because a man in a black suit was standing.

Just passing by, wondering if he was waiting for someone, he stopped again.

This time, it's on the other side.

"Professor Ichiro Yamanoguchi?"

"…Who are you?"

A person in a black suit smiled and held out his business card.

"I'm from the National Intelligence Service of Korea. Could you give me a moment to talk about your recovery program, digital forensics?"

National Intelligence Service?

Professor Ichiro's eyes were wide open.

"There's a separate person at Kwon & Park Holdings, so feel safe."

* * *

Jong-hyuk's face is distorted.

It's ridiculous and makes me laugh.

It is distorted by a number of complicated emotions.

"These guys in the National Garden had heavy hips back then, too."

Professor Ichiro contacted me on his way back from winning the gold medal as usual. The NIS contacted him saying that it wanted to purchase digital forensics officially.

It was a shocking remark, but it happened before the regression, so Jong-hyuk was unperturbed.

The NIS is responsible for conducting operations against the state and dealing with confidentiality.

If there is even a speck of technology, it is their job to secure it unconditionally.

Nevertheless, the fact that digital forensics did not contact the police and prosecutors as soon as it was sold to them would have been a review of how useful it was at the scene.

In other words, they have now decided that it is sufficiently useful.

'And then he contacted the professor for a smooth upgrade. Maybe he's trying to naturalize you.'

In a few words, it was sufficiently beneficial if the developer actively moved in the feeling of being treated.

The NIS did a good job of doing this.

Neither the police nor the prosecution are inferior.

"Then Professor Ichiro will be under NIS control from now on."

The deadline is until a better version of Digital Forensics is not developed.

The good thing here is that Jong-hyuk himself has not been revealed.

This is why the contract was signed under the name of Kwon & Park Holdings.

Jong-hyuk thought he should refrain from contacting Ichiro in the future.

"It's a pain in the ass when you're tangled."

There has never been a good end to the NIS.

Especially when he was a North Korean officer.

"Oh, my god!"

Hug!

When one and a half bags of rice hit his back, Jong-hyuk twisted his back, hugging his arms around his neck.

"What-?"

Flop!

Irina, who fell on the floor, blinked at Jong-hyuk.

"It's not like you're just hitting people."

"Wow…."

Jong-hyuk grabbed Irina's lost hand and pulled it up.

The students who were leaving school looked blankly at the two.

"Bba, red! Kkk!"

"Tea, tea fan…"…LOL!"

"Huh?"

boys with red faces

Irina, who was wondering, grinned and grabbed the skirt.

"This?"

"Gasp!"

Girls also covered their faces.

Irina laughed, saying she was cute.

"Hey, he's crazy-!"

So-young, who ran quickly, beat Irina's hand and rebuked her.

"Why? It won't wear you out to show me."

"Lose..."

"Ooh, Little Mommy, you're better off than our eastern kids. You're going to be a virgin ghost."

"It's noisy-!"

Jong-hyuk shook his head looking at the two still today.

Suho was staring at the vocabulary book from behind.

Ring ring!

"Yes, it's Choi Jong-hyuk."

Yo, bro! How are you?

"Oh, what brings you to the hottest singer these days?"

On Saturday afternoon, I had to be busier than weekdays because it was a music show and an event.

Yes! We're out of rice!

Jong-hyuk tilted his head to his side.

"Why are you telling me that?"

Boss wants us to starve! They're eating too much! I'm hungry!

"Hoyoung, switch with me."

Among these five, Ho-young, who is called a smile angel these days, is more reasonable.

Yes, Jong-hyuk.

"What's going on? Is the CEO not going to feed you? I don't think he would."

Oh, haha. That's. …...I said billion.

"What?"

100 million won. What we've eaten since our debut...….

Jong-hyuk picked his ear for a moment.

"I can't believe I've been studying until dawn these days."

I wondered if I had fallen too much.

You're right.

"So, 100 million in less than two months since our debut? Just with food?

The cards and everything were confiscated. He won't let me credit you. It's barely enough to eat when Semin comes.

Semin is the baby main character of the parenting diary that they are filming these days.

"Are they people?"

Ahaha. So if you don't mind, can I use your mom's restaurant? I'm so hungry in the evening...….

What a shameless remark.

"Come on."

I thought this was an example of raising a cow but not you.

"I think I'm going to eat more in the future than the people who do mukbang.’

No, I eat more than a judo player.

"Ha, okay. It's open until 9 p.m., so come anytime."

Thank you! I love you!

After hanging up, Jong-hyuk approached me and said, "Is it Jun? Is it Ho Young's brother?' he explained the situation to his eyes-shining friends, and they opened their mouths wide.

"Hyuk, I'm sure you're tax evasion."

"They're not the ones who would."

"So it's a gene-binding super solder? A person with supernatural powers?

"There's no way they'd be singers."

"Holly Jesus."

Jong-hyuk was amazing, too.

With his head down, Jong-hyuk headed home with his friends.

Because we decided to eat dinner together and study for the midterm exam together.

Happy Saturday, high school senior who has to study even though it's over in the afternoon.

I was a little sad.

"What should I learn after English, Jong-hyuk?"

So-young talked in English, rattling.

The four of them sometimes spoke in English to improve their pronunciation and conversation skills.

"Japanese or Chinese."

I hate both countries, but it's better to learn them for the future.

"Spanish isn't bad if you're thinking about America. Right?"

"Yes, in the United States, Spanish is quite communicative. There are a lot of immigrants. I don't really recommend coming to America."

"Why? Isn't that the American dream?"

"It's because there's a lot of racism. Especially Asian discrimination. As the land is large and the population is large, there are many people who didn't learn. Bang in Chicago! You could get shot?"

"Hey, that's ridiculous!"

Jong-hyuk tilted his head to his side as he climbed the stairs, ignoring the frightening Irina. Camcorder is hidden because there is not enough flowerpot on the stairs for the first time.

"What's this?"

"Why? Huh? It's a camera. Did somebody forget about it?"

"……I'm going to check it out now."

Jong-hyuk's voice was lowered automatically.

It can never be seen as a good intention to keep a camcorder hidden like this.

Careful not to ask for fingerprints, Jong-hyuk pushed the door of his mother's restaurant.

Ring!

"Mom, what's going on these days...…Huh?"

"Mother, we're here...엑 ?"?"

The three friends who followed were surprised and their legs were stiff.

Thirty people holding a long furry microphone like a big camera, lighting and fishing rod.

It's a broadcasting station shoot.

In the middle of it, the brothers I just talked to were holding the baby.

"Bro, are you getting off work now? We're here!"

The camera is headed this way.

'......these burns!’

My neck suddenly stiffened.

* * *

The camcorder was hidden by the crew to film Jong-hyuk coming up. As a national judo gold medalist and a student, the top 0.1 percent of Elite was intended to take a raw picture of his usual self.

But an amazing figure was taken.

"Oh, students who are good at studying usually talk in English."

"If we get on this show, students across the country will be distressed."

"Because of the parents?"

The writer nodded, and the PD smirked and saw Jong-hyuk having a snowball fight with the baby Semin.

It was enough just to come up.’

I was very thankful to see you like this.

He focused on what Jong-hyuk said.

"Hey, you're handsome. You shouldn't make a girl cry when you grow up."

Jong-hyuk swept away Semin's face, and Semin smiled, leaving his face to the touch as if he understood the words.

Even the production team was turned upside down.

"Gasp!"

"Oh, my God!"

"Oh, my God, you know how to be loved."

Jong-hyuk was a little surprised, too.

But there were people who couldn't laugh.

It was put to sleep.

"Hey, that's ridiculous! Semin! Why are you laughing at someone you've never seen before? You're not that kind of guy-!"

Among these members, the member who took the longest time to get close to Semin will sleep. No, I still can't say we're close.

"That's because you look scary."

"Zee!"

"Don't yell. I'm surprised. And I told you to call me brother. I'll take this."

When Jae-woo hurriedly covered his mouth, Jong-hyuk brought Semin from Hoyoung's arms and sat him on his lap. Suho, Soyoung, and Irina's eyes started to burn, saying, "I want to hug you, too."

Semin, who raised his head and stared at Jong-hyuk, leaned his head against Jong-hyuk's stomach and held a comfortable position.

Junhyung's members were completely turned upside down.

"Ho. He's not shy. You're going to be big, man."

"Whoa. Semin must recognize a good person. I'm usually very shy."

"Oh, Hoyoung."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. You were surprised, weren't you?"

"What can I do? It's already happened. It's okay because you like it, too."

Ko Jung-sook, who has her head out of the kitchen, is staring at Semin.

"Should I ask her to remarry and give birth to a younger brother?""

"Pfft! Cough Cough Cough!"

"Why? My mom is still available...…."

Hoyoung hurriedly closed Jong-hyuk's mouth.

"No, you can't say that."

'Why not?' I thought it was naive.

I think the sketch would have been sung by many women.

By the way.

Jong-hyuk sees a familiar woman staring blankly into the air.

A beautiful solo artist who appears a lot of TV.

It was a bit of a mystery why you were here.

"It's late to say hello, Choi Jong-hyuk."

Flinch!

"Hm?"

Surprised, she soon smiled brightly.

"It's Park Si-yoon! You're a gold medalist in judo, right? I'm a fan! The final round of the Bangkok Asian Games! No, before that, you looked so relaxed as if you had just finished a sauna!"

"Uh, yes…… calm down."

"What? Oh, yeah...…."

Surprised as if she recognized the camera now, she calms down quickly.

"I thought you were very quiet, but you're not."

"Hahaha."

"Anyway, thank you for liking it. I'm a fan of you, too."

"Really?"

"With SOE and Sweetie, our national universities are known as the top three goddesses. Oh, there are female warriors, Amazones, too. Listening to music while you exercise."

"Wow, really? The national team players?"

The production team also showed interest.

The story of Taereung Athletic Village, which is always a secret.

There's no way I'm not interested.

"You don't have to."

Waving his hands, Jong-hyuk whispered to Hoyeon.

"So why is he here?"

Whoosh!

"…I'll tell you in a little while."

Jong-hyuk nodded his head.

'There's something.'

For some reason, I thought I was used to Park Si-yoon's eyes shaking in the air.