Regression Reset Life of Police

The winner of the snowball fight was Sergey.

"Tsk. I'll see you next time."

"There's no reason for that. Ramsay."

As the CIA agent, who raised his middle finger, moved away, Jong-hyuk saw Sergey.

"It's from Angelina."

"…Mr. Angelina?"

"To protect you from the hands of the wicked."

"Bad Devil?"

"It's the devil called the CIA, who does everything to recruit people who can help the country."

"Me?"

"I'm one of the people who wants your training."

"Oh."

'That's what it was.' Only then did Jong-hyuk, who figured out the situation, feel relieved.

Kwon & Park's real owner was not revealed, but Choi Jong-hyuk, the national judo coach and sports science developer, was greedy.

Jong-hyuk explained to curious Lim Sung-won.

"What?! Really? Did that happen?"

While he is shocked and admiring, he also gives a betrayal of why he didn't say anything.

"My colleagues and seniors are coaching……."

My seniors have been coaching since they went to Japan.

"Hmm."

Awkward Lim Sung-won shined his eyes.

This is a training that Russia and the U.S. want.

What if the police's hardware gets better?’

There is less chance of injury at the scene.

Police injured at the scene for many reasons.

Professor Lim Sung-won became urgent.

"Jong-hyuk, can you teach that to the Korean police?"

Of course.

Jong-hyuk really wanted to do that, too.

The reason was the same as Lim Sung-won.

"I'd love to.…."

Lim Sung-won, who understood what Jong-hyuk abbreviated, nodded.

"So you want to do that, right?"

"Yes, of course."

"Okay, I'll take care of the rest."

"Professor?"

'How?' Lim Sung-won laughed, telling him to believe it, and Sergey looked enviously at it.

Sergei guided him to his accommodation using a Russian embassy vehicle.

"Isn't this the place? I'm home alone. Two! New York!"

It is the hotel where the Plaza agreement has been reached.

Jong-hyuk booked a penthouse here.

"Wow! I'm so happy for you."

"Did I make a reservation? The sponsor did everything for us."

First Class and hotel reservations.

It was all under the names of Kwon & Park Holdings.

"That or that. Wow, I can't believe I've ever slept in a place like this!"

Always tight research budget.

A hotel like this can't even dream of being alive.

Professor Lim Sung-won went inside excitedly, and Jong-hyuk saw Sergey.

"It's a cell phone you're going to use in America, Choi."

"I was actually going to buy a new USIM.…."

It's a difficult time to register for regular roaming, not to mention automatic roaming.

Sergey sensibly prepared two cell phones.

"I should say thank you to Angelina."

The CIA came out to meet, and had an affair with Sergey.

From now on, I have to watch what I say.

Sergey smiled softly.

"If you ever need to go out, don't go into an alley without streetlights, and hide your wallets and valuables out of sight. Do not resist if the robber points a gun at you. Unlike Korea, it's a real treat."

Sergey explains that the 9/11 attacks have left the public feeling devastated and the number of robberies has soared.

"It's a free country with guns, so I can't hear it."

The tension was pulled to the temple.

With a nod, Sergey carefully explained other things to be careful about.

"If you need anything, please contact me at this number at dawn. I'll see you tomorrow then."

Jong-hyuk closed the door looking at Sergey as he moved away.

Squeak! Boom!

Boom boom! Boom boom!

When a faint knock was heard in the distance, Jong-hyuk quickly rose to his feet.

"What time is it? Huh?

It's 7:30 a.m.

I came back from dinner with Professor Lim Sung-won yesterday and fell asleep because I was tired, but I slept until now.

Even if this was Korea, it was unbelievable.

"You were tired even when you came to First.

"But who's knocking on the door from this early morning? Why don't you open the door?"

Not thinking it was his room, Jong-hyuk opened the door and left.

Boom boom! Boom boom!

"Huh? Our room is...…."

"FBI! OPEN UP!"

"What?"

It was our room, the penthouse.

"FBI?! Go, why all of a sudden?"

FBI, one of the top investigative agencies in the United States.

If the FBI really knocks on the door, please open it. Never, never rebel.'

The words Sergey left last night.

"What, what, what's going on?!"

Professor Lim Sung-won also rushed out.

In a hurry, Jong-hyuk shouted quickly.

"Here we go! Open it! Don't shoot!"

Running away, Jong-hyuk shouted once again and opened the door.

Then he quickly fell down with both hands behind him.

by the way

"Good morning!"

When I look up, Irina is smiling brightly instead of the FBI.

"Did you enjoy my wake-up call?"

"…Come on. Let's catch me today."

Jong-hyuk jumped at Irina.

* * *

"No, huh."

Professor Lim Sung-won, who was already being punished for 30 minutes, finally grinned.

"I'm sorry, professor."

"No. …huh. You're so funny. Have a good date today, and come to the accommodation by 8 o'clock tomorrow."

"What?"

"I'm not a stuck old man."

"No, that's the kind of relationship I have with him.…."

"But just in case, don't conquer it and wear plain clothes. Well, I'm gonna get some more sleep."

While staring at Professor Lim Sung-won, who entered the room, Jong-hyuk stared as if to kill Irina.

"Ooh, take the fire!"

(Screams!

"……!"

With her mouth wide open, Irina rolled on the floor, holding the top of her head. I didn't scream for what I did.

"Mi, I'm sorry. I didn't know you'd be so surprised."

"...That's enough. What brings you here? I heard you're attending a funeral."

"I attended yesterday. Baryn? Oh, yesterday was the birthplace. Fortunately, I was able to attend without being late."

"I'm so glad thing. So what?

I haven't heard the reason yet.

Irina's face was recalled.

An anticipated face.

"I'm going to let my friend Hyuk know New York, who is from Seoul! Broadway! Soho! Central Park! Statue of Liberty! Wall Street, do you know how many places to go?!"

"Oh, really?"

I thought it would be.

"But what do we do?"

"Huh? Why?"

"I have an appointment."

"…what?"

* * *

"No way. A beauty like me asked me out...…."

"It makes sense. No matter how beautiful you are, you're out."

My heart is still shaking.

You're a real friend, so you're alive, man.’

"Whoa, you must be very close."

When Sergey in the driver's seat said, Jong-hyuk shrugged.

"Because we're friends."

There was a warm breeze in the car.

Irina, who felt sorry for nothing, apologized once again.

"That's enough. Don't do it again.

If I were a normal person, I would laugh it off.

But Jong-hyuk is a detective who has seen nothing to see.

Veteran detectives who are well aware of the dangers of suppression units such as FBI commandos.

"Yes, but who are you meeting?"

"It's been a while since I guess."

"Friend? You? New York?"

"Yes, a friend who lives there."

Seeing where Jong-hyuk pointed, Irina blinked.

"NFL Secretariat?"

Lobby of the NFL Secretariat.

A white man in his 60s with impressive reddish-brown eyes wandered around and saw a figure approaching him.

"Choi?"

Jong-hyuk grinned.

"It's your first time seeing each other face to face, isn't it, Jack?"

Sports Science and Medical Chief Jack Weiler, who has been associated with the NFL Secretariat since the first time Jong-hyuk requested training materials for NFL players.

"Oh, my God! You're so young!"

"I'm 19 years old in the United States.S."

"He's so young! But he's got a great body!"

"You didn't watch my game?"

"Oh! My little friend, Choi. I'm not interested in anything but the NFL. But what about Lady over here?

"Oh, my friend Irina Shark, who I told you about earlier. I brought him because he said he would follow me, but he'll be there soon."

Sergey has already been sent back.

"No, no, no."

If I didn't like it, I would have rejected it from the beginning.

"I almost talked to two men, and a flower bloomed like this."

Jack Weiler kissed Irina on the back of her hand.

"Thank you for saving our two men, Senorita. It's Jack Weiler."

Irina giggled.

"It's Irina Shark, Senor Weiler."

Jong-hyuk looked at the two as if he was dumbfounded.

"Shall we go, Lady?"

"Thank you, gentlemen."

'Hey, wait?' Jong-hyuk shook his head and chased the two.

Jack Weiler guided the NFL Secretariat around.

Then, Jong-hyuk shone his eyes in one place.

A layer full of devices that look like medical devices.

People in doctor's gowns are walking around.

"What about here?"

"I knew you'd show interest."

Room for doping and physical and medical testing.

It was also the secretariat's job to record the physical and medical skills of players who are improving day by day.

In other words, the NFL data received by Jong-hyuk came from here.

"Yay, it's America, too."

"Why? Are you jealous of this system?"

Jong-hyuk tilted his head to his side as he looked at Irina, who was proud.

"Not at all?"

"……?"

"…… hahaha! He's the first person to buy these devices in the East, miss!"

"What?"

"Thanks to him, I was able to invent these state-of-the-art gadgets!"

It is Jong-hyuk and Jack Wyler, who have been exchanging opinions.

The development of these devices was bound to involve Jong-hyuk's opinion, which Irina, who did not know the inside story, looked even more incomprehensible.

Jong-hyuk gleamed his eyes at a device.

"There's a device I've never seen before."

"Oh, it's a version of the oxygen saturation in the body that's been examined in more detail by body part…"…."

Jack Wilder glowed his eyes at Jong-hyuk's body.

I've only heard of Jong-hyuk's physique.

"Would you like to try it on?"

With his eyes wide open, Jong-hyuk soon laughed mischievously.

Even so, I was wondering how much physical ability has improved since I participated in the Olympics.

"Shall we?"

Jong-hyuk took a step off his top.

Whoosh!

Tatatatatatatatat!

"Oh, my God."

"No way. How can an Asian!"

"The records were real?"

They all know.

About the young genius of Asia and Korea.

Those who gathered to see Jong-hyuk were stunned by the record of him running on a treadmill wearing an oxygen mask.

But Jong-hyuk ended the test because he somehow felt like a zoo monkey.

"Wait! A little more!"

"Choi!"

"Well, I'll give you this, so stop picking on my friend."

When Jack Weiler handed over Jong-hyuk's test record, they were disappointed but forced to step down.

"I'm sorry, people of this class don't see anything once they're blind."

"No, it's okay. Thanks to you, I worked out."

In the meantime, it was a useful time to learn how much the body has improved. Jack Weiler flung his tongue at Jong-hyuk, who was only refreshed after taking the test to the limit.

"Choi, how many hours a day do you work out these days?"

"Three hours a day? That's about it, right?"

"Wow, I wish the FBI and CIA would reflect on this! Puckking FBI! Puckking CIA!

Jong-hyuk wondered.

"You speak as if you knew them, Jack? Do you have any acquaintances?"

"……Oh, didn't I tell you?"

Jong-hyuk tilted his head to his side.

However, he opened his mouth wide at the words that followed soon.

"I'm an FBI physical training adviser. It's already been 10 years. The CIA did it in the middle."

"I didn't tell you!"

I feel betrayed.

Mixing NFL data with future knowledge, he developed more advanced training methods and shared them with Jack.

For the development of sports science and medicine.

But the FBI and the CIA were separate issues.

Training methods that could not be passed on to Korea could have been leaked to them.

"I'm so sorry. This is definitely my mistake. But one thing I can say is I never let them know how to train."

"…Are you sure?"

"I swear to my wife and God."

"……Whoo. You scared me."

"I apologize again."

A mistake is a mistake even if it has not been leaked.

After struggling, he bounced his finger.

"How about this? I'll show you around the FBI separately from the apple gift. Aren't you interested in studying to be a police officer?"

"FBI?"

Jong-hyuk opened his eyes wide.

FBI that I've never been to.

Where state-of-the-art investigation techniques are born, gathered, and utilized.

As a detective, I couldn't help but be interested.

Especially the criminal records they have.

"Really?"

Jack Weiler, relieved, smiled brightly.

* * *

Jong-hyuk, who made an appointment with Jack Weiler for dinner, left the NFL Secretariat. I want to talk to him, but it's because of the doctors with their eyes lit.

"The time is vague……."

It's a vague time to watch a play on Broadway and enjoy a picnic at Central Park.

It's because of my dinner appointment with Jack Wyler.

Jong-hyuk looked at Irina, who was grumpy, as if she were dumbfounded.

"Didn't you say you were going to meet a friend and refresh yourself?"

"The nearest place is the World Trade Center, would you like to go?"

"Hey, what's your answer? ….Phew. That's enough.

World Trade Center, where the disaster before the regression took place.

"…Shall we?"

"Yes!"

Irina led Jong-hyuk with her arms folded.

Unfortunately, the 110-story World Trade Center could only see the lobby.

Still, the fact that both buildings were in their right shape itself came as a big impression to Jong-hyuk.

Did you keep it?

These people, they protected this landscape.

Bbang bbang, swarming.

This peaceful landscape full of cars and people.

"Come on, coffee!"

"Thank you. Hmm."

The aroma of coffee in the mouth is quite good.

"You know what? The famous wall right next to here...…."

Musicing Irina's babbling words, Jong-hyuk decided to enjoy the scenery more.

"Do you remember this place?"

"Of course I remember. I was on a date here and suddenly ran to the jewelry store asking for a moment."

"That day, I had a daughter, you."

"Eh. I don't want to know."

A middle-aged couple in their 40s pass by their teenage daughter.

the amicable appearance of a family

If my father was alive, would my mother and I be like that?’

For some reason, the husband, who suddenly grabbed the wrist of his wife, took her to a jewelry store across the street, and her daughter gathers hands to cheer.

It must be a surprise event.’

My husband seemed to be a romanticist.

Come to think of it, it's my parents' wedding anniversary soon.’

There are two times in a year when mother's regularity weakens.

Father's memorial service, and wedding anniversary.

On the wedding anniversary, I always close the door of my bedroom and look at the wedding ring that my late father gave me.

'Although diamonds are fake now that I don't have any money, I'll make them real later. Thank you for marrying me, Jungsook.’

The word fake diamond suddenly gets stuck in my heart.

'Right, you forgot about it.’

A marriage ring and marriage ring that was presented by his mother during the IMF gold collection campaign.

Jong-hyuk raised himself up.

"Huh? Where are you going?"

"To buy a gift for my mom."

I'm going to live for that organization and for my mother. It's a life of commitment.

I couldn't miss the opportunity to please my mother.

Jong-hyuk stood in front of a crosswalk that turned red.

I'm a little nervous maybe because I'm ahead of myself.

Irina smirked at the sight.

"It just turned red. Calm down, Hyuk."

"Oh, yeah."

Jong-hyuk scratched his head.

Yeah, well, it's not like he's running away.

It was only then that Jong-hyuk, who thought it was uncharacteristic, calmed himself down over coffee.

Then the surrounding sound was heard again.

I heard the sound of speeding in the distance.

The sound is getting louder as if coming this way.

"Tsk tsk. I'm going to arrive five minutes ahead and then I'm 50 years ahead of you years ahead."

"It's a sign, Hyuk.

The blue light has changed again.

Jong-hyuk stepped out.

"Hyuk, what kind of gift are you going to buy?"

"Oh, that's...."

It was a moment to answer.

Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Along with the sound of tire friction, Jong-hyuk's time slows down.

A gray car that appeared on a drift.

The male driver projected on the windshield has a face that looks like he's being chased by something.

by the way

You don't want to stop?’

They bite their teeth even though they may have found people.

Even when the passenger stops her, her eyes become fierce.

Jong-hyuk looked urgently on the crosswalk.

"Wow……."

"Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

Everyone is freaking out and avoiding, but a grandmother now turns her head slowly, lowering her cell phone as if she recognized the car.

Slow time and its appearance makes the heart sink.

Damn it!

I didn't have time to hesitate.

Blame!

"Oh my God……."

Leaving Irina's call behind, Jong-hyuk flew away and snatched her grandmother.

I can feel the stiffness of my body in my arms.

Jong-hyuk hugged her tightly and turned over.

It's a big bang!

'Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.

And

Boooow!

A gray car that quickly disappears through the building forest.

"Hey, you bastards!"

Standing up, Jong-hyuk threw a fist at the grey car.

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