07 : Even in this world, the police are chasing criminals.

There is an old saying that throws away the flesh and takes the bones. It means taking the damage and reaping the greater benefit. There is no better word to describe the situation I am in now.

A fight with the Justice – rather than a one-sided hit, the time when he was in danger of being killed. I had one more thing hidden in my pocket besides the pistol.

It is a syringe filled with psychic power neutralization medicine that the human-centered bishop had.

This drug, which has never appeared in the novel, is an unknown drug that seems to have been made by Sai, who also worked for Mina, who was born with psychic powers.

Yes, I thought it might work on Sai too, so I used this well-hidden drug on the Justice bastard, doing some really weird shit.

Simply put, he saved his life by sacrificing the number of his spleen out of the number of lives and spleens. It was a big resolution for me, but when I think about it, I think I was damn lucky.

Before he punches me to death. I have no words other than to say that I was lucky to have managed to shoot as planned and insert a syringe into the open wound.

Now, when I think about it from a safe place like this, I think I had a really crazy plan. If you don’t want to die, use incapacitating drugs. that’s good

But the problem was sticking it into him, and I thought that if I pretended to be crazy and ran at Justice with a syringe, even the most serious idiot would be suspicious of the syringe and be wary.

Even if you are not vigilant, even if you are shot, it is the body strength that ends at the level of ‘pie’. If he had tried to stick the syringe into his bare skin, he would have been able to reach it, but he would have died without being able to insert the needle into his skin.

Doesn’t it make sense? Think about it. Even if there is a knife that cuts through metal, can the knife do its job properly if the person who wields the knife is a mongrel that has been picking bones on the roadside? of course i can’t use it

According to Mina’s testimony after the case was closed, it was not just an ordinary person who attacked Mina, but a mutant spider monster.

That means that in order for Mina to get an injection needle, she needs to have the strength of a spider monster to be able to do it, and it also means that this needle is very strong. So I thought

If I can’t pierce the flesh, I’ll dig it out with a gun and insert a syringe into it. Called.

It was a strategy that I came up with because my head was spinning slightly due to stress, but somehow it succeeded. that’s why i’m alive

Although I received burns on my stomach and armpits, my mouth was bruised thanks to several beatings, my arm bones were slightly cracked, and I had bruises and bruises all over my body- but it was okay because I lived.

I knew the camera was rolling, so I covered the syringe with my body. From the camera’s point of view, it would look like I fired a gun in my arms and ran crazy.

Well, from Justice’s point of view, he would have seen me rushing at him with a syringe, but since he completely lost his mind, I wonder if he’ll remember it.

This is the end of explaining how I survived the bastard Justice.

A bit off topic here. What would people think of when asked to predict what a surviving police officer would go through against a supervillain in the above situation?

Are people just amazed and making a fuss? Or are the other cops just asking what you did?

It actually does. After using a psychic neutralizing drug. People who watched the video of me beating Justice who had lost his superpowers called me an invincible cop or something like the ultimate weapon.

It’s also because I was angry when I saw that bastard lost his strength, and it was because I fancied that bastard that he was intrigued, but that’s not what I want to say.

against superpowers. What if you saw from the upper level that he defeated the Justice bastard, who was also quite strong?

Even if the opponent is a thorn in the eye who sabotaged their plans and dropped high-ranking politicians, what choice would the upper management make?

Oh, that was such an obvious question. There is no one who can’t expect the obvious result of adding thanks to the use of ridiculous psychic awakening drugs.

So, starting today, I am no longer a person. dumb bitch.

“… … I’ve read it about 10 times. Lieutenant Munsu Lee. No matter how much I think about it, 10 weeks of replacement for left testicular damage is too much. I kept thinking about it, but I think this is a bit too much.”

Oh, wasn’t that the reason?

The hearing auditor says with a serious face. I couldn’t find the words to say and couldn’t help but smile. I hit him too, but I had a moment, too? Because I thought

Let’s see what I did to that bastard who lost his psychic powers. First of all, kick the crotch, instead of kicking it up, punch it with a fucking fist, trip it over, knock it down, get it up again and kick it-

“hmm.”

I thought again. Was I really overdoing it?

I seriously thought about it, but if I was going to do it, I should have destroyed both sides, which is my conclusion. Honestly, the baby should be a little fucking. If I can break the other one, I’ll break it right now.

While I was thinking that and looking at the stain on the table in the interrogation room, another inspector next to me thumped the table! knocked and said

“Sergeant Lee Moon-soo. This is not the time to be so relaxed!! You are now in overkill, taking out firearms! He’s here for taking illegal drugs. you. If you get caught on this, you’re going to take off your clothes right away!?”

Oh! really? I showed a kind smile as much as possible to the auditors who gave me words of hope. And I asked politely, modestly, and respectfully the people who would decide my future treatment.

“If I admit all the charges, can I take off my police uniform right away?”

At my earnest question, the auditors’ faces change to those of seeing an indescribable asshole.

no, don’t make that face. I really want to take off my clothes right now.

I told the auditors that I would admit and confess the charges I just said, but the auditors made faces saying, “This is not the case.” Then, the two of them started whispering something.

“… … Let’s see. There isn’t much left to be so shameless.”

Auditors leave the interrogation room after talking nonsense like some kind of third-rate villain. The psychic awakening medicine didn’t even fit, but if I could take off my clothes, I’d confess right away, so why such a reaction?

I called them in and tried to somehow admit the charges and get them to retire or whatever. but ignore it I ignored it and sat down.

admit it You are accused! hey! Bastards!!

No matter how much I cried, they never came back.

Fucking suits. I fed a pair of cuckoos to the CCTV camera.

*****

Not long after the auditors left, I was finally and sadly released for insufficient charges.

It is said that excessive suppression and use of firearms will be additionally audited later, but if you look at this floor, it will be buried or it will end at the line of being suspended for a while.

In fact, taking out firearms illegally is not honesty, it is something to take off your clothes at all, but will a person with the power to reinstate a man who is a fan of the market have no intention of letting me go, will there be a proper discipline?

In public opinion, a villain like Justice almost became an official government hero by laundering his identity, but in this regard, politicians beat him nonstop for being blindly selected without proper inspection.

There, as an opposite party, if you touch me, who has become a symbol of justice beyond being a symbol of integrity [it sucks], it’s obvious that public opinion will smell it and go wild, so even those in high places will have no choice but to ask right now.

But there are still things I don’t understand. The main charge against which thanks came to me this time. I don’t know why they accused me of taking illegal drugs.

I’m not a psychic, so how did I add gratitude? He faked the results of the blood test and took off his clothes – I expected it, but the test results came out as the truth.

The cubs in suits who came out of gratitude were making faces that chewed shit, saying that even if they were cooperative from the beginning to the end, this was not the case. What were these assholes really trying to do?

Did you really think I was a supernatural awakening and tried to hold on to a leash?

This is another possibility. If you think I did this because I mistakenly thought I was a psychic when I saw that I was fanning Justice, that stupid thing makes sense.

Even I, who knew the entire incident, was an impossible level of assault unless I was a person with supernatural powers beating a young Justice in this video shown by the audit team.

I did hit it a bit artistically. huh.

“Ehyo Sipal.”

I turned to each other and sighed. As a result, I survived, became more famous through live video, and lost a hand that I had hidden in my hand.

He lost his flesh and survived by taking his bones, but that doesn’t mean that the part where the flesh fell off doesn’t hurt.

And most importantly, it’s not a good thing for me to be this famous. Hey, isn’t there such a thing? Falling hurts more the higher you fall.

This kind of fame is also made under the palm of Sai’s hand, so the more people recognize me, the more anxious I become.

Even in the novel, when she caused only weak incidents to make New Hope active, and she was called the best and strongest hero among people,

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Just because she wanted to be called a hero, she made up a fucking story about controlling all the events behind the scenes and incited people to throw them into the bottom.

Who knows, he might do something similar to me. While I was going back to each other, I felt very uneasy about the eyes of the people at the company who recognized me and opened their eyes wide.

“That person-”

“that’s right. Really. He’s not even a psychic, so he said he hit a supervillain?”

“What kind of martial arts did rumors say you learned?”

what the hell is that I wonder if the sound of gossip is really causing anxiety disorder.

You can’t smoke on the roadside, so I sighed as I put the nicotine gum I bought for the purpose of quitting smoking in the past and just carried around with me.

“If you think about the future, you will only get more fucking wrinkles… … .”

He chewed gum and bent his fingers. First, the syringe containing the drug to neutralize the psychic was not caught by the camera afterwards, and it was also successful to throw it away.

At that time, the scene was literally shit due to lawmakers who were trapped in ice in the park and ran amok asking the paramedics to save them first.

Out of sight, I threw the injection into the medical waste box inside the ambulance.

Although the syringe seems to be a special product, the body is no different from a regular disposable injection, so the paramedics will not know.

Said might have expected that I had a drug to neutralize psychics, but whether or not there is actual evidence makes a big difference anyway.

Suddenly, in a cartoon I saw once, I remembered a scene where the hospital counted all the disposable syringes and said in court that the culprit committed a crime by stealing these.

At that time, I said “oh” and passed it on. In reality, if you made the nurses do that to prove that, you would be murdered in the hospital room that day. huh.

As I returned to the office thinking about miscellaneous things, I saw the office of the Gangdong-gu Special Investigation Team 1, busy and noisy as usual.

As usual, there are more vacant seats, newcomers who are new to each other are not sure what to do, and they are seen arguing with a psychic who came drunk.

It’s a familiar bitch. I laughed and went back to my seat. Suddenly, the inside of the office felt strangely quiet.

What is it, why is it so quiet all of a sudden? what else happened?

I hurriedly looked around and saw everyone in the office looking at me. Why are you all like this? I looked at the class president with a questioning look, and the class president just shook his head as if it was absurd.

Mr. No That bald head seems to know something. What is it doing?

As I grind my teeth, Sai comes closer. This devil bitch smiled and handed me a coffee.

“I am glad you are back. Vice-captain. Thank you for your effort Really.”

It would have been better if you had let me go. I was watching with cold eyes, worried that the coffee she handed me might contain drugs.

Other members of the family suddenly start clapping. look at me and clap This time, I got a broken head, but where did these people get their heads broken?

“… … Moon Soo. sorry. misunderstood you Good job.”

“Sergeant Lee Moon-soo, it’s late, but congratulations on your promotion.”

“Bitch. surprise people That was really cool, dude.”

“?? Were they all shot in the head?”

Everyone gathers around and starts clapping. Uncomfortable. Upset. I frowned at the unpleasant sensation of bugs crawling all over my body, but my head tried to figure out what was going on.

I was able to understand when I saw the video playing on the TV someone had turned on. On the TV that was playing, the scene where I was beating Justice was playing.

On that screen, I was bleeding in front of a half-silenced Justice. At the time, I was filled with anger and anger and only thought that I would beat this bastard until he died, but what should I say, it was because of the angle of the camera and the environment.

On the screen, I had eyes full of determination rather than anger. The Justice guy shouted as he fell on the floor.

“[You, what are you! Without any superpowers! How, how me! What kind of identity are you!]”

At his words, instead of answering his words, I grabbed him by the collar, then stunned him by punching him in the face and wiped the blood from his mouth.

“[Gangdong-gu Special Investigation Team Class 1 Lee Mun-soo is a 10-year-old kid.]”

Oh shit. yeah, that’s what i said My face suddenly got hot, and if there was a rat hole, I wanted to kick it out right away and go in.

Yeah, I’ve never seen the video taken this time. I was so excited that I said bullshit, and it was because I didn’t want to watch the video that made people recognize me.

Damn, looking at it like that, it looks like some kind of hot-blooded detective!

It’s embarrassing. I want to die. Shall we cut off the palms of all the bastards who clap?

I ignored the gaze looking at me with the meaning of respect, admiration, etc., and quickly stepped out.

“Vice-captain – where are you going?”

“Fuck the incident!”

I made a promise as I looked at them casually waving their hands and going together. I will definitely put that damn bitch behind bars.

Not knowing when that will be is the most fucking thing in my life. fuck.

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