Regression Reset Life of Police

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Two hours ago.

Jong-hyuk, who came after being allowed to visit, stuck his tongue out. This is because as many as a hundred detectives were gathered to catch one.

"That's reliable."

"It was like this in the Han Sang-won, right?"

Professor Lim Sung-won, who has been granted permission to visit as a guardian, is coming.

He also knows that Jong-hyuk is a witness and helper who played a major role in the arrest of Han Sang-won.

"It was worse when I was in the Han Senate."

At that time, more than 200 detectives and police gathered.

Although the running and fighting skills were mostly directed away by detectives, detectives were poisoned properly.

How great your disguise is.

If it wasn't for Jong-hyuk at the time, he would have missed it.

"Did you?"

Professor Lim Sung-won, who opened his eyes wide, soon thought of something and threw his tongue out.

"By the way, you said Japan is an advanced country. That's true."

No matter how urgent the arrest is, the fingerprinting results came out in only half a day. DNA tests from the hair.

It was compared to Korea, which is Hamheung's car company, for three days by sending it by payment.

"We introduced DNA investigation technology in 911, but why it's so slow. If you went through that during the war, you'd have to make a big time."

The collapse of the Jeonpung Department Store.

Many unidentified deaths occurred at that time, when DNA investigation technology played a big role.

Jong-hyuk laughed bitterly.

"Because there are so many cases."

"That's right."

To be exact, this is caused by the small size of the National Forensic Service and the National Forensic Service.

There are too many requests for investigation, but there is a shortage of manpower.

It was not a matter of technology but an institutional issue.

"Deployment of databases comes first."

"Database?"

"Building a DNA-based criminal database."

"……Oh. America."

I've heard at first glance that the CIA or the FBI created such a thing.

"Hmm."

Jong-hyuk kicked his tongue at Professor Lim Sung-won, who was lost in agony.

Was it 2010 when our country built it?’

The project was completed only in 2010, when DNA investigation technology was much more advanced than it is now, after it was full of talk due to lack of manpower and budget.

"I think we can do this now. I'll have to go and make a suggestion."

"What?"

Jong-hyuk was surprised.

Professor Lim Sung-won hit his arm.

"Hey, you did a good job! As expected, you're different!"

"…what?"

This is working now?’

"Yes, will it be budget or manpower?"

"What's the problem? If you just scan the prison once a month, it'll be over in three years."

"Really? Then why before you go back?"

"Well, obviously this was an unexpected problem."

A fingerprint-based criminal database is already in place. It takes a long time to contrast, but if the fingerprint is intact, and the fingerprint belongs to an existing criminal, the criminal can find it immediately.

It's simply that I haven't thought about building a database yet.

That's the kind of problem?’

Jong-hyuk was out of his mind.

But it made a lot of sense.

It was a difference in need, a difference in desperation.

"But we still don't have enough DNA amplification technology to get complete genetic information."

"Do you know that?"

Professor Lim Sung-won threw his tongue out.

This guy is crazy.’

What I have in my head is higher than most professors.

"What's wrong with that? If the technology develops, you can register again then. Am I having a hard time? Isn't it hard for the Justice Department and the National Forensic Service?

That's true.

"I thought of something good while watching the investigation of Japanese kids. You did a great job!"

"Ha ha."

Jong-hyuk scratched his head.

It's because I got caught.

'There's income from Japan.’

As Professor Lim Sung-won said, it would have been unthinkable if he had not come to Japan and compared the situation in Korea.

That's great. I'm going to invest in this too.’

The more advanced the technology, the faster the criminal is caught.

'The organization chart.'

Jong-hyuk's eyes burned, and Professor Lim Sung-won nodded with a smile.

"You're a professor and cadet, but you're very close."

"Oh, Mr. Muroy."

Jong-hyuk wondered if he was here because he was trained as a police officer.

Do you have an acquaintance at the top? Well, indeed.'

Before regression, Muroi became the first police chief detective at the young age of 45.

No matter how competent he is, it is impossible without string.

"What is the level of our Japanese police?"

"They're all like war veterans. It's great."

"Hahaha! Thank you."

'What's wrong?' reacts as if the child wanted compliments.

Professor Lim Sung-won of Jong-hyuk was disappointed.

"Then please watch from here. I'll tell you the level of our Japanese police."

With his head bowed politely, Muroi stepped down, and soon the rest of the detectives, except for the 10 detectives, stormed out of the factory.

Jong-hyuk blinked his eyes.

"I'm not the only one who wants to show off, am I?"

"Shh. You don't say that out loud."

Oh, the professor felt the same thing. ……no, why?' the two tilted their heads to their sides.

"Oh, let's study more than that."

Profiling and behavioral psychology.

"Here?"

I'd say, "There's no time and place to learn," but I'd kill time.

"Oh, that's true."

We don't know when he'll show up.

Fortunately, there was a CCTV, so I checked it, and it usually appeared here between 9 and 11. In other words, there are still at least two hours left.

"You know what?"

"What?"

"Oh, no."

Professor Lim Sung-won shook his head.

Meanwhile, Muroi, who left the factory with detectives, bit his lip.

"We need to tell them our level."

That way, they can proudly ask for learning in the same position.

That way, we can secure each other and move forward.

'For sure!'

The mobilization of a hundred people takes a little, but they had to hold it with their own hands anyway.

Muroi's eyes burned.

Then three hours later, he appeared.

While talking to Professor Lim Sung-won, Jong-hyuk shut his mouth for a moment.

The same goes for Professor Lim Sung-won.

'He's here.'

In preparation for fleeing to this factory, the movements of detectives hidden between the building and the building suddenly become bustling.

At that moment.

"Come on, grab it! Ryota!"

Professor Jeong-hyuk and Professor Lim Sung-won, who opened their eyes wide, saw each other.

'Fail?!'

Jong-hyuk listened urgently.

Run, run!

That way!

Jong-hyuk ran along the wall, kicking the ground reflexively. The same was true of Professor Lim Sung-won.

His instinct as a detective moved his body.

Late, Japanese detectives rushed to the plate.

But it's late.

They clenched their teeth at the sight of Jong-hyuk running as fast as I did.

God damn it!

Damn it!

He prepared a table for me, but I couldn't help but scoop it up. South Korea and Japan are not problems, but their pride as detectives.

At that moment, detectives burst into exclamations.

The face of the escaped prisoner Yamada crosses this wall.

In front of Jong-hyuk.

"Chu chu!"

"Please, sooner…"…Huh?"

Detectives who saw something stopped walking against their will.

Run, run!

Nearly two meters of a giant runs with its feet on the wall.

When they rubbed their eyes, Jong-hyuk, who put down the wall, smiled at Yamada, who was surprised to see him as he was just wearing his upper body.

"Peekaboo, you punk!"

Jong-hyuk turned his chin and kicked it.

* * *

the situation room of the Metropolitan Police Agency

Top executives above the mayor of Gyeongsang Province frown at the news reported at the scene. Everyone gathered together because the incident was an incident.

"So, South Korea suggested that the culprit fled to the mainland, South Korea speculated that he would have fled by car, and South Korea said he would be hiding in an empty house."

"But it was Korea who caught him?"

It is also Choi Jong-hyuk, who was asked by the president of the Japan Judo Association to take care of it.

The faces of the top executives are crumpled.

Bang!

"What a shame! What a shame!"

"It's gonna be a blast on the media."

"What are you going to do, Kenta!"

Superintendent Muroi Kenta, the second chief of the police department, was criticized and asked for cigarettes.

"What can I do? I have to admit it."

"What?"

"Now tell me that!"

"I didn't expect you to say that! What a disappointment!"

Muroy disrespect kicked his tongue.

"Even if we control the media, it will explode in Korea. You've already acted like you're inferior because of the Judo Association, are you going to do it again?"

"……."

Top officials, who were even more crumpled up, bit cigarettes.

That's true.

As a Japanese police officer, I already sympathized with cheap and shameful matters, but I cannot say that the police arrested Yamada by threatening Jong-hyuk again this time. As Superintendent Muroy said, once was enough to lower the class.

"So?"

"South Korea gave a little help to the arrest. It's about matching words."

"Little?"

"Hmm."

It's a tempting horse.

If we have to admit it, we should make as few shares as possible.

"But for such a deal, we have to come up with what we have to offer."

"Like what?"

"Location of Korean criminals fleeing to Japan."

"…ho?"

It is interesting to the eyes of top executives.

But Muroy's words are not over.

"And all the Yakuza-protected people there."

"No, that's not...…."

"You have to give them a big one so that they don't get criticized. Please take this opportunity to show your grandeur."

A big man.

The word stimulated their minds.

As much as they hate to cause trouble, Japan's culture, which values what is seen, and the culture of dignity, which is important, worked here as well.

"A big man…… Good. I'll even post a forensic technology exchange."

Chief Superintendent of the Metropolitan Police!"

Chief Superintendent of the Police Department in Gyeongsang Province, is the pinnacle of the Japanese police organization in name and substance.

The executives' hips were up and down.

"Yoshinori, Korean technology has almost caught up with us anyway. Let's admit what we have to admit."

"…Are you trying to take credit?"

"If you don't do that, can you save your face?"

There is a gentle anger in the eyes of the Superintendent of Police.

He was angry at this ridiculous situation, too.

"Since when we've been watching this!"

It's not even a local office, but the Metropolitan Police Agency was humiliated.

He was barely putting up with it.

"……."

That's it.

The superintendent of the police gave a round of applause.

"Then let's do it and everyone stands up. It's lunch time. Hurry up and eat and swing."

The Chief Superintendent of the Police Department, who stands up, will play golf swing.

"Hahaha. Do you think so?"

"Kenta, get it over with."

"Yes, please go ahead."

Seeing the executives leaving, Muroy's slightness sighed.

"It's hard to send my son to study abroad."

Muroy Kohei was also influenced by Muroy's decision.

An executive approached him for complaining so much.

"Kengo."

Chief Detective Officer of the Police Department.

It's my friend.

"You were originally trying to tell me the location of Korean criminals, right?"

It's a sharp question.

However, the sense of disrespect remained unshakable.

Because I was really going to.

"I set you a table like Osechi, do you want me to wipe my mouth and move on?"

Japanese New Year's dish Osechi.

"Our Metropolitan Police Agency, not even in the provinces?"

From beginning to end, Jong-hyuk never asked for anything. I've never done that before.

It hurt his pride more than Japan's judo was stepped on.

In addition, the bereaved family of the victim and the friend cannot be fully told. There were so many reasons why Superintendent Muroy made such a decision.

"That's true, but we can't do it in local areas."

The Metropolitan Police Agency should never lose face.

The police should not fail.

The Metropolitan Police Agency should set an example in every way.

This is the pride and pride of the Gyeongsi Office, the peak of hundreds of thousands of Japanese police, and their determination is to do anything to protect it.

"Okay, I'll go first, so just wrap it up and move on. This isn't the only case."

"Okay, just get going. It's crowded."

"Bad guy."

As his motivation grumbled away, he picked up the phone to know the progress of the situation.

Then the cell phone rang.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

It was my son's phone number.

"Oh, my God."

I think I know what you're going to say without answering.

"It's really hard to raise a son. How do you raise the others two or three?"

He answered the phone with his tongue clenched.

Father!

My tongue is twisted as if I drank because of my pride.

Do I have to teach you hard now?’

He was seriously troubled again this time.

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