Regression Reset Life of Police

"For now, I'll give you the fundamental reason why I made that inference."

Let's go!

Jong-hyuk drew a small circle.

"Japan is a minority society. A small society where only a few people share communication. This kind of society gathers...…."

Swoosh, swooshave, swipe, swipe, swipe!

A grapefruit is drawn on the blackboard.

"It is made up of Japan, East, District, City, Province, Prefecture and Country. Well, the country has gone too far. Come back. What needs to be noted here is this small society and the empty space of a small society. The Square of Surveillance."

"Monitoring?"

Jong-hyuk saw Muroy who was surprised to hear the recite.

"The eyes of existing members, whether in town or in town."

"Oh."

Rumbling.

"Basically, all investigations are conducted by witness testimony after the incident. There are CCTVs now, but the supply rate is low, so let's leave it out of the question."

"Is that where you started to think about it?…."

After seeing Muroi's face stiffened, Jong-hyuk recited the reasoning he had made at the restaurant while looking at Kyung Si-gam, the leader of the second detective department's second detective department.

"Hmm."

"Huh."

The murmur grew louder.

They have distrust in their eyes.

You thought of this in that short time?’

As soon as they saw the TV in the restaurant, they heard that they made an inference.

The word 'genius' came to their mind.

"And a criminal thinks that way, too.

I can't believe it. The escaped prisoner, Hisunori Yamada, is a criminal who couldn't even graduate from high school.

But Jong-hyuk's reasoning is too plausible.

Then I suddenly thought of one thing.

If the body had not been discovered accidentally, Yamada would not have been caught!’

If the body had rotted with white bones, it was a complete crime.

Hisunori Yamada, who was so meticulous.

In other words, Jong-hyuk calculated this and predicted Yamada's next move.

What a monster!’

Did Yamada really leave the island?!’

Their hearts sank.

Jong-hyuk nodded at them like that.

'Now you're back for the first time.’

It was the same at Han Sang-won.

Police all over the country considered him a robbery killer escaped prisoner and formed a siege and searched.

What kind of personality he is.

How to build relationships.

Instead of focusing on what kind of image is your favorite woman, Han Sang-won is a human being.

It's a time when profiling and behavioral psychology haven't been introduced yet.….’

Future criminal investigations are divided before and after these two introductions.

With the introduction of these two, investigative techniques develop surprisingly.

Until then, most police officers judged it based on their own experience, but it worked surprisingly well and there were many police who ignored them in the future.

However, as the times developed rapidly, crime types and methods changed and evolved rapidly, I was forced to learn.

When he became a detective, he began to dig into it and completed it in his own style.

Currently, it was still judging and moving based on this.

"Hm?"

Jong-hyuk saw Muroi raise his hand.

He clearly shared a sense of disrespect and eyes before raising his hand.

Do you know each other?’

"If he really left the island, how do we proceed with the investigation?"

Everyone's eyes are on it.

'What the hell?!'

"Squeal."

It means to get wrinkles in front of a pupa.

I didn't want to, but everyone was looking forward to it.

"…As you all know, we'll have to start with the most likely arrival point, judging that the escaped convict, Hisunori Yamada, swam out of the island."

Witnesses and CCTVs, as well as all unsolved cases since Yamada Hisunori broke out of prison, should be reviewed.

Everyone's face was clouded by this dreadful remark.

"But I think we can still focus on robbery, robbery, theft, car theft."

Muroi was surprised.

"You're focusing on escape?"

"It is the basic psychology of animals to move away from dangerous places."

"Oops."

"Oh, and we'd better look for ghost sightings."

"Ghost sightings…"Do you mean ?"

Rumbling.

Everyone was embarrassed by the sudden remark.

I feel like I'm going out of my way.

However, one of them noticed the meaning of the word.

Who realized what kind of learning Jong-hyuk was based on.

Professor Lim Sung-won.

You mean the possibility of hiding in an empty house? The one I raised from the beginning."

Jong-hyuk laughed mischievously.

"That's correct, professor. Like a ghost hiding in an empty house."

Smirk!

A burst of laughter spreads through the auditorium.

It was a wit that lightened the heavy heart.

"Of course, it's a priority to hit a wanted man across the country first. That's all."

……clap!clap!clap!clap!

Soon after Muroi clapped, it spread to the entire auditorium.

Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap!

"Oh, oh."

"Wow!"

Everyone stands up and gives a standing ovation.

K. That's awesome.

I was thrilled all over.

As time passed and calmed down, the silent superintendent opened his mouth.

"Great reasoning, I was impressed. I'd like to say thank you in advance."

"It's nothing."

"It's a big deal for us."

He stood up smiling and saw police detectives.

They quickly straightened their posture.

"What are you doing? My friend set me a table. Do I have to feed you?"

"…Yep!"

"Call your local office first!"

"It's me! Call the support department and get some manpower!"

Crowds!

When detectives from the police station escaped and the senior candidates were swept away by the atmosphere, Jong-hyuk looked enviously.

'Oh, I want to join.’

It's going to be very busy and cumbersome from now on, but it's still heating up.

"As expected, I'm a detective."

Step, step.

"I don't know how to thank you."

"Ha ha. We haven't caught him yet, Mr. Muroy."

"But it's as good as catching. Whoo-hoo."

No confidence in the police, but in a good mood, Jong-hyuk shut up.

He knows how to laugh.’

It was amazing that I kept finding an unknown figure.

You mean you laughed a lot back then?’

"So, would you like to attend the arrest?"

"Oh, really?"

"You've got this guy. Then I'll know that and step down. I'll catch him and get you a present."

"What?"

Jong-hyuk tilted his head to his side as he saw Muroi moving away.

"Is he in a position to say yes or no?"

After this training, I am a police officer, and Korea is a police officer.

In terms of police, middle management.

In the world of executives, it's a rookie down there.

The seniors approached curious Jong-hyuk.

"You're so…… wow."

I have so much to say, but I envy you and you are so great that I can't say anything.

Jong-hyuk scratched his head.

"Hahaha."

Professor Lim Sung-won grabbed his hand.

"Professor?"

" Choi Jong-hyuk 생도."

"Yes."

"A guess based on profiling and behavioral psychology?"

"Yes."

"Then why don't you do this with me as an investigation technique?"

"Investigation Techniques…… Yes…? Yes?!"

Jong-hyuk stared blankly at Lim Sung-won.

Meanwhile, Kyung Si-gam, who left the auditorium, burst out laughing at the clear sky.

I think I'm going to stand up to him.….’

The bereaved families of the victims of kidnapping, rape and murder.

I caught him, but he ran away, so I had no shame.

If I catch it, I'll have something to say again, but it was bitter.

This is because it is not entirely the credit of the Japanese police.

"Is Korea's investigation techniques so advanced?"

advanced police in advanced Japan

It's a word that's been his pride itself, but now it seems to fade.

Step, step.

"Now it's our turn to learn, Father."

"Kyo."

It was.

The two were father and son.

Muroy Kenta, the superintendent of the Metropolitan Police Agency, nodded.

"I guess so."

"As expected, Korea is scared of the pace of development." It is too comparable to Japan, which has been stagnant for 10 years.

Japan has become an irreversible bureaucracy.

but

"Are you sure you want to learn?"

"I'm going to learn anything to catch the criminal."

"…Yes, if you're a cop, you should be. You made the right decision."

These talents still remain in Japan.

They will grow up and make the Japanese police stand tall again.

Since it is Korea that I always looked down on, the opposite current will be strong, but I believed that my son could overcome it.

He stepped with hope.

"Oh, and I asked cadet Choi Jong-hyuk to attend Yamada's arrest."

"What? In what capacity do you have?"

"My father is the second detective chief of the police department."

"…I've never seen such a madman."

KENTA Muroy is deeply troubled by the hope he has just had.

* * *

When the direction of the investigation was decided, the Japanese police moved secretly.

If he rode the media for no reason, he could commit another crime because he was nervous, so he tracked it as secretly as possible, and eventually found a decisive clue.

A vehicle used by escaped convict Hisunori Yamada was found on a mountain road inland.

a car reported for theft

There were signs of his fingerprints and his stay for about four days.

It was obvious that he hid there and observed the development.

As Jong-hyuk said, Hisunori Yamada fled inland and stole a car.

Look, I told you.’

Jong-hyuk shrugged as he looked at the candidates for police officers who looked at him in wonder.

The chase took a sudden turn.

A small city with the sea.

A man in his 30s, wearing glasses wearing a wide fishing cap with round brim, heads to the beach waving his fishing bag.

People who saw him kick their tongues.

It's only May, 10 a.m.

A person in his 30s who should be at work goes fishing.

It's pathetic, but I can't swear.

It's been 10 years since I lost my future.

Youth unemployment was a familiar thing.

Boom! Boom!

"Ghost?"

(Laughs)

The man standing in front of the two-lane road crosswalk glanced at the women laughing at the police in their 60s who gathered nearby.

"Mr. Murata, aren't you old enough to believe that?"

"You asked me that a week ago, and it's weird."

"Oh, now the police catch ghosts?"

Laughter spreads.

The police in their 60s scratched their neck as if they were bothered.

"I'm tired of it, too. I can't ignore it because it's from the top."

"If you're a police officer, don't you think you can ignore it?"

"And my pension? You're gonna take responsibility?"

It's not the police, it's like an old man with nothing to do.

As expected, the Japanese police are incompetent.’

The man with his lips twisted saw a traffic light post.

A wanted leaflet of a character named Hisunori Yamada is attached.

The man's lips are more twisted.

"Anyway, you're saying there's no other lung than the third one?"

"Yes! Yes!"

Flinch!

The eyes of the elderly police turn to him, who is trembling greatly.

The man took his feet easy when the signal at the crosswalk changed.

With all the nerves behind his back.

"Ha, there's not much there. And what else?

"Hey. Are you going to keep asking me such a boring thing?"

"Have a drink already? No, I'm going to get in trouble."

He, Yamada Hisunori, who crossed the crosswalk, spat out his breath as he entered the narrow path of a factory building processing burrows across the crosswalk.

Without even realizing that the old police had just caught up.

"Gasp! Gasp!"

'How? Why?' Somehow the police are searching the abandoned house.

Hisunori Yamada recalled what happened two days ago.

A hiding place with traces of someone's visit.

I thought there were teenagers who were bald, but I don't think so.

"…Did I get caught?"

He shook his head.

Until yesterday, news of searching the island came out.

"No, not yet."

If any evidence had been found, the media would have rushed.

In other words, the Japanese police are still kicking in the air.

'Still.'

"Tsk. I'll have to move it."

I was going to move it because of the trace, but I think I need to move it today.

Shake shake!

"Oh, why the hell is this way! It's a factory!"

"This is the shortcut, sir!"

"Oh, really? Hey, Ryota! Come with me!"

Men in their 40s and 30s are about to be drunk.

Two men staggering away from the other side.

Hisunori Yamada, who turned his head in surprise, let out a long sigh and lifted his hand from the two-meter wall.

Then he swung his fishing bag at the middle-aged men who came close. As they get closer, their eyes suddenly change and reach out to them.

"Yamada……."

(Screams)

"Cough?"

Hisunori Yamada hit the ground.

"Come on, grab it! Ryota!"

At the cry, those who were walking in the distance turn their bodies.

Of course!

My gut was right.

For some reason, I was appalled and attacked immediately, and as expected.

'How the hell?!’

"Yamada! Stop! You're surrounded!"

Police running across the street.

It runs from the front and the back of a single road.

Police also pour out from the factory on the left.

"Yamada!"

It's a no-brain.

God damn it!

Yamada, who did so, stepped up the ground and grabbed the wall of the factory on the right.

It was the moment when half of the body was caught at the end of the wall and the police's fingertips touched Yamada's waist.

Tadat!

Yamada felt a huge shadow soaring.

"Peekaboo, dude!"

"Huh?"

Strange words that are not Japanese.

What Yamada found when she raised her head was someone's huge foot.

Hisunori Yamada's face turned white.

(Screams)

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