Regression Reset Life of Police

The sponsorship office where only Baek Jong-myung and Jang were left.

Baek Jong-myung, who was standing in front of the window, turns around.

Jang's old man issues a real estate sales contract.

The house address is the house next to the police station where Soon-deok just signed the contract.

"Mr. Baek, isn't this really a problem?"

My heart trembles when I try to get things started.

Baek Jong-myung smiled nicely.

"Do you know anything about real estate transactions?"

No matter how much you write a sales contract, it is meaningless if the reported name is different. He would never know that the name of the house he moved to was Baek Jong-myeong, not Jeong Soon-deok.

"A country girl won't have to take off a copy of her registration."

Taxes are enough to be paid by this side by side.

It's a penny anyway.

"Even if you get caught, you can say that you were worried that Soon-deok, who is naive, would be swindled. So……."

All you have to do is shut up.

Baek Jong-myung's eyes said so.

"Few days. I just need to make money!"

It's the laughter of the wicked.

You lied to your nephew's acquaintance at 500. Oh, my God.'

'This is the devil, the devil. But all I have to do is make money!'

The two evil men laughed at each other.

Baek Jong-myung stamped a seal on the contract.

"Then I'll get up first! I don't have time to sign up today! Call me again next time!"

Jang, who took five million won bundles as if they were treasures, rushed out. Baek Jong-myung, who walked slowly in front of the window, looked at the greedy pig waddling away with contempt.

He opened his bank account yesterday.

The number is about 20 million won.

It was originally five thousand, but the rest were spent.

50 million won in just a month.

37 million won in ARS fundraising every week.

13 million won for personal sponsorship.

Other support such as daily necessities.

Thanks to a young pushover today, the total real estate that was sold is more than 100 million won.

"Was it this easy to make money?"

The old business did not earn 100 million won a month.

Even if I woke up from 4 a.m. and worked until 12 p.m.

There really was no hell at the time.

Ever since my wife cheated on me, which was the reason I could endure even if it was hard enough to die.

"Hey. Why the hell would you think of her?"

But I could learn this because I followed my cheating wife to Japan.

No matter how much you make, you will never be punished.

Baek Jong-myung called the person who gave him such luck.

"Manager Kim, when are you going to let me join the company? Isn't this enough?"

-Insufficient data. I'll talk about joining the company after that.

"Huh. I want to play in the big water, too."

Are you cut out for it?

"Oh, right. It's so right. I'm so thrilled every moment."

Congratulations on finding the right thing to do now.

"Hahaha."

Sponsorship office with no listener.

He showed his true colors to his heart's content.

The golden fountain pen stuck in his chest shone.

* * *

The move was quickly completed, perhaps because there was not much living in the house.

Jang, the only car owner in Cheondeok Village, helped, and Donghari residents welcomed the new residents.

Police at the police station in the neighborhood also helped with the camera.

"No, you can't put soybean paste in now!"

"Where is this going?"

As the sun sets, the new home of Sundeok is noisy. All the elders of Cheondeok Village came down to celebrate, and Donghari residents gathered.

"Giggles! Giggles!"

In the corner of the yard, the pig's throat cracks and the smell of blood spreads.

"Yuck!"

"Boop!"

Motivations who barely put up with the soaring thugs see Jong-hyuk.

"Jo, Jong-hyuk. Are you okay?"

"What the hell are you doing?"

When you go to the scene, you will see something worse and smell something worse.

"Anna, who is a normal person, is so calm, but she's a candidate for senior officials. Tsk tsk. Reflect on yourself."

"Huh? Me?"

"Anna, what do you think of when you see that?"

"…Should I get you charcoal? Are you going to grill pork belly?"

"Look, reflect on yourself."

"You guys are weird!"

So-young and Su-ho, who turned white, also nodded fiercely.

"Oh, is this the first time for young people in Seoul?"

"It's because we all grew up precious."

"Pu-huh.

Jong-hyuk saw a blood ball in the hands of an approaching old man.

In the other hand, there is an excess.

"You don't have to season it. I only eat raw fish."

"Too bad. This is really good. Hey, Mr. Baek, you're here?"

"Good morning, old man."

Baek Jong-myeong walks in slowly with his hands behind him.

The villagers and their leaders, who were gathered, stand up and greet them.

Sundeok runs and says hello, wiping his wet hands on his clothes.

Although they do a big business in Seoul, they are all nervous about the emergence of a righteous man who has left it to a professional manager for withdrawal and came down to the countryside.

King

I feel like I'm watching a king's journey, so Jong-hyuk's insides are twisted.

I want to destroy Baek Jong-myung's bright face to see if things went well.

Chul-soo's restless gaze on this side adds to the murder.

Crack!

Jong-hyuk turned around.

"Give me a call."

"Huh? Yeah."

By now, the registration of the register should have been completed.

A little away from home, Jong-hyuk picked up his cell phone.

"Yes, it's me, Director Kwon. Can you find out the name of the person registered in the register at this address?"

Yes. Wait a minute. Don't hang up.

As Kwon A-young's voice moves away, she becomes impatient.

Did he take the bait?’

A bait that a fool wouldn't bite without knowing its worth.

However, Baek Jong-myung, who Jong-hyuk saw, was a smart person who knew how to use his brain. I probably couldn't resist the bait.

Still, feeling nervous, Jong-myung Baek sat on the bench, biting a cigarette.

"For Chairman Baek!"

"For!"

The makgeolli in the glass that I bumped into is gulping down.

It's noisy.

The more we wait, the more the sound gets clumped up.

Hello?

Honest!

The cigarette filter is crushed.

"Yes, I'm listening."

- The name of the person registered in the register is Baek Jong-myung.

The owner of the household is Jung Soon-deok.

I think you bought it today.

"……Puhhh. I knew it."

I set a trap, but sure enough.

Jang's old man was also part of the group.

Hello, boss?

Kwon A-young's voice was no longer heard.

Jong-hyuk glared as if to kill Baek Jong-myung.

"It's a bingo, you sucker."

There was no need to wait until three nights.

* * *

Splash! Splash!

"I got you!"

"Yikes! Ha, are you going to do it?"

"Yes, I will."

"Put it in!"

Splash!

So-young is hooked on valley water from the back of her head.

"Cough! Cough! Ugh! You're all dead!"

So-young, whose eyes were flipped over, rushed in, and now everyone who became friends is scattered.

Suho, who already drank a bottle of water, is lying on the rocks.

"Anna! Here we go!"

Climbing on a big rock, Irina jumps and dives into the boat again.

"Ouch! It hurts! It's thrilling!"

"…He's not normal either."

"Yes."

Before moving in yesterday, the village elders cleaned the house and repaired the roof, and everyone rushed in early this morning, pulled weeds and ate until the dawn, and played hard as if they were going to pour out all their energy.

"Yuck! Yuck!"

"This time, we're pulling out!"

"What?! Oh, no!"

"Get the withdrawal!"

"Oh, my god!"

In the end, Chul-soo, who was caught and arrested, smiled brightly.

Everyone who became such a wet seaweed found their next target.

"Hm?"

Sitting on a rock on the water, glaring at the watermelon, Jong-hyuk raised himself with a grin at the hot gaze of the crowd.

Crunch!

As soon as you stretch your chest, your body gets bigger.

"Let's do it?"

"… fuck! We're eight! Come on!"

"Wow!"

Chul-soo rushes in with a shout.

Jong-hyuk, who laid down the watermelon, opened his arms wide.

"Come on in!"

At that moment.

The rustling sound

Everyone stops at the sound of the bushes shaking.

A valley where no one else should be except themselves.

When someone appears, they suddenly become timid and tilt their heads to their sides when they see the person who appears.

I think I've seen my colleagues somewhere.

Soyoung and Suho have seen each other.

"Oh, why is there a valley so deep in here?"

"But it's good that there's no one around."

"Really? Should we come here for the team dinner next time? Uh, Jong-hyuk!"

Jong-hyuk smirked at the waving figure.

"Are you here, Uncle?"

"It's our Jong-hyuk's song. Of course I'm coming! That's a case!"

Incident?

"Oh."

Ouch a Jong-hyuk opened his mouth.

"Say hi, everyone. This is Kim Jong-doo, the chief of the special crime investigation department at the main office, and his staff."

"Oops! Salute!"

His colleagues hurriedly saluted him, and So-young and Su-ho recognized Kim Jong-du only then.

"Oops!"

"Hhh. They're my bosses in the distant future. Nice to meet you. I'm the special Kim Jong-du of the main office."

His colleagues and friends wondered about his appearance.

Kim Jong-du asked,

Didn't you tell me, Jong-hyuk?"

"I wasn't sure until yesterday."

Motivation and friends tilt their heads more.

Kim Jong-du looked at Jong-hyuk with indifference.

I didn't know how surprised I was to hear from you last night.

"Is it happening everywhere you go, or you're driving it around?"

"Ha ha."

" Jong-hyuk아……what's going on?"

When a colleague asked carefully, Jong-hyuk explained the situation.

"What?! Chairman Baek?! Really?

"Oh, really."

"No way!"

"How the hell did you know that!"

Jong-hyuk called for withdrawal.

"Yes!"

As Chul-soo approached, Jong-hyuk took his hand to the face.

Flinch!

Chul-soo's shoulders shrank and immediately smiled brightly.

"You saw it, didn't you?"

"……."

"You son of a bitch!"

I know because my colleagues have learned.

What kind of reaction does Chul-soo have when he is subjected to?

They became ashamed.

The police should be aware of the rescue signals sent by the victim.

Even though professors at the National Police University made it so catchy, they did not notice it. So what Jong-hyuk said sounded like a scolding.

Chief Kim Jong-du and special detectives stick their tongues out.

Did you suspect that?’

At least seven years is an instant reaction that can only be suspected after eating detective food.

'He's a real monster.’

"I was suspicious of this, but last night there was conclusive evidence of the crime. I'm sorry I didn't tell you in advance."

"Turn it off……."

I was upset, but I can't say it.

They are the ones who did not notice the victim's rescue signal, and they were drunk even before the sun set.

It was impossible without Jang's car to reach Cheondeok.

Jong-hyuk saw Kim Jong-du.

"What about the warrant?"

"Hhh. I came here because I was issued."

The evidence handed over by Jong-hyuk was enough to get a search warrant.

"But……."

Kim Jong-du's face is getting darker.

It is similar to the events that occur in the inheritance of minors.

He could get out of the law.

"It's okay, the rest of the evidence will be there."

"Hm?"

"The hard evidence of his consent."

"Huh?"

Jong-hyuk looked at Chul-soo, wondering if he could.

"Cheolsu, you've been waiting for a long time, haven't you"

"What?"

"Now I'm going to scold the bad guy, do you want to come with me?"

"…Yes!"

Jong-hyuk saw his motivation and friends.

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't ask! Of course I'll go!"

"Let's go! To catch that son of a gun!"

They rushed to the sponsorship office where Baek Jong-myung was located.

* * *

Withdrawal Sponsorship Office.

Baek Jong-myung responds to an elderly couple dressed in shabby clothes with a warm smile.

"You're doing a really good job."

"Hehe. Another pushover." An old couple who worked hard to save every penny in the town market, but happily threw for the poor withdrawal.

"Although it's a small amount of money, I hope it helps Chul-soo."

"Yes, I'll make sure to use it for sure."

"What's good about me is good about withdrawing!" I already made 5 million won today, and I have two promises afterwards.

It's really easy to make money.

He was scolded for controlling his torn mouth.

"Guys, please look here and smile!"

A local newspaper reporter takes a picture of this externally pleasing scene.

Click!

The film shows Baek Jong-myeong smiling brightly and an elderly couple shaking hands.

"You've come all the way here, would you like to see Chulsoo?"

"No, it's time to study, but do you bother using it's time to write."

"Oh, my God, but...…."

You're a real pushover!

"Then we'll be on our way. I look forward to your withdrawal."

"Yes, yes, don't worry!"

Baek Jong-myung saw them off to the door.

At that moment.

Gulp!

As the door opened, Kim Jong-du and others loomed in.

"Oh, there you are."

"Well, what is it?"

"Who!"

Gray air jumper, cotton pants, even a loose step.

An old couple, who thought they were evil, blocks Baek Jong-myeong.

And then they find people coming in and they're surprised.

"…withdrawal?"

Baek Jong-myung is surprised to find others, too.

"You, you?"

It's Jong-hyuk.

I feel something wrong with Jong-hyuk's cold stare.

'No way!'

"Oh, my God. Where are you looking? Look here."

Surprised!

Baek Jong-myung was shocked by the police badge and warrant.

"Gae, cop?!"

"Baek Jong-myung? You are under arrest on charges of fraud, assault, extortion, embezzlement, and others. You have the right to remain silent.…."

As Miranda's principle is recited, Baek Jong-myung's head becomes tangled.

But when I tried to live, my mouth opened automatically.

They told me to do this in this situation!’

It's in the blueprint, and I've heard it from the designer.

Baek Jong-myung's face relaxes.

"I don't understand why you're doing this. I think there's a misunderstanding. Would you like to sit down and talk?"

"What?"

"You bad guy! That's not what you're gonna say!"

Though his colleagues burst out, the eyes of Jong-hyuk, Chief Kim Jong-doo and detectives were indifferent.

Kim Jong-du is twisting his lips.

"Oh, sure. You don't know what's going on with the name of the withdrawal house?"

An old couple and a reporter open their eyes wide.

'Oh, my God, how did that get caught? Don't tell me.

Reflectively, eyes are on Jong-hyuk.

Otherwise, Jong-hyuk wouldn't show up here.

But it's okay.

There is a way to respond to this.

"Oh, that's what you're talking about. Innocent Cheol-soo's mother...…."

"I did it in your name because I was afraid I might be swindled, and Chul-soo tried to transfer his name when he became an adult?"

Surprised, he saw Jong-hyuk.

"That's what it is?"

How did you do that?!’

"He, he is."

"Hey, that's great."

Hong-hyuk, who clapped, grabbed Baek Jong-myung by the collar.

"Cough!"

Baek Jong-myung, who was about to lose his temper, closed his mouth at the fierce eyes of Jong-hyuk, who seemed to eat him.

Jong-hyuk revealed his teeth.

"How do you say the same thing as the blueprint? You don't have a head?"

"……what, what?!!"

"Oh, dear. I cherished it as expensive."

Jong-hyuk pulled a golden fountain pen out of Baek Jong-myung's lead.

Then he touched it here and there and pressed down on the end.

Let's do that...

Whoosh!

The sound of the machine working.

The conversation between the two comes from the golden fountain pen.

Chairman Baek. There's no problem, right?

It's the voice of an old man Jang.

Do you know about real estate transactions if you've lived in the countryside? A country girl wouldn't even have to take off a copy of her registration. Even if you get caught, you can say that because you were worried that Soon-deok, who is naive, would get scammed. So…….

"Gasp!"

'What's this?' Baek Jong-myung's mind was completely tangled.

"Hey, don't you think it's okay?"

"…, this is invalid! He said wiretapping without consent was illegal!"

Right, eavesdropping is illegal.

Smirking, Jong-hyuk pressed the fountain pen again.

- State that everything you say from now on is legal evidence. Do you admit it?

"……."

"You agreed? Did I show you this with you?"

It is done.

It's all over.

Baek Jong-myung's eyes turned white in his head.

"Let go of me! Damn it!"

Baek Jong-myung, who shook off Jong-hyuk's arm, ran toward the door.

At that moment!

"Where!"

When Kim Jong-du put his foot on the line, Baek Jong-myung's body floated.

It's a big bang!

Detectives and colleagues attacked Baek Jong-myung, who was rolling the floor.

"Ah! Let go! Let go!

Click! Click! Click!

Baek Jong-myung's ugly bare face was revealed.

The office was cluttered when the search and seizure began.

Jong-hyuk warned Baek Jong-min with both arms.

"You think you can bury the withdrawal assault? You don't have enough kids? No, don't even think about it. I'm going to have a high-court lawyer. I have a lot of money."

Baek Jong-myung, who turned blue, bowed his head.

"Clackle, take him!"

Jong-hyuk stroked Chul-soo's head, which was puzzled even though he was comforted by his colleagues.

"Brother?"

"It's over, so you don't have to do anything you don't want to do anymore."

"Well, really? I don't want to laugh."

"Yes, you can jump around as much as you want now."

Like the title of the movie, "Cheolsoo, let's play".

"…Yes!"

Chul-soo could only laugh in a few weeks.

It was a smile that was worth all the trouble.

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