I Became a Cop in the Superhero Genre

08 : Even the police in this world have jinxes.

I think I’ve heard somewhere that human intelligence in the face of a crisis increases tremendously, albeit momentarily.

In a crisis situation, they develop superpowers and can clear walls or run extremely fast. It’s something you’ve probably heard of somewhere on the internet.

It seems I am in that state now. The original knowledge spread like fragments in a hazy memory. To be precise, the information about Park Jeong-hoon was rushed together and began to return to its original form.

Park Jeong-Hoon. After that, the villain name Train. Even before he became a psychic, he was a human bastard who did anything to make money, such as selling people, fraud, contracting, and murder.

Accidentally awakened as a psychic. Afterwards, it is unknown whether he died or not, but the end of the official record is that he was as quiet as a rat dead, and his whereabouts became unclear.

However, according to the novel, that guy’s disappearance was planned. It is said that he thought about it after gaining superpowers. Could I make money with this? Called.

Park Jung-hoon thought of saving money by changing his appearance through plastic surgery and doing pseudo-things with his superpowers when the sudden appearance of supernatural powers turned into a lull.

The world is becoming more and more messed up, crimes and social problems caused by supernatural powers, and discrimination between ordinary people are getting worse and the country is becoming more and more messed up, so he said he thought.

Hey, can I make this a little bigger? Called.

According to the novel, this guy wasn’t planning a crazy thing to overthrow the country like Yunari said at first.

On the other hand, while the simple chosen ones put a civic group on the outside, and behind the scenes, they organized people who follow them like gods like a pseudo-religion, and plotted their criminal business as usual.

It is said that he was planning to accumulate money by building connections with the political world and expanding his position to the political world – isn’t that what it is to be human?

When you get power and money, you want to have more than you have, and then you gradually lose your ability to judge reality.

This bastard was mistaken as if he was the king of the superpowers, and the superpowers were superior to the non-psychics.

Park Jung-hoon, who was getting sick of shit, eventually aimed for the overthrow of the country through real terrorism, and lost to New Hope while trying to achieve what Ji wanted by using innocent supernatural powers.

Afterwards, Park Jung-hoon was arrested, but those who purely fought for the human rights of psychics stormed the police station and killed them in anger that he betrayed them.

With Park Jeong-hoon being murdered, the country eventually falls into complete chaos – the original development of the novel.

Looking at it this way, this bastard doesn’t seem to be that dangerous compared to other supervillains so far, except for the fact that he has gathered supernatural powers, but it’s not.

This guy is one of the most dangerous villains ever. He doesn’t have overwhelming power like a foodie, or the ability to seduce people like a goblin, but he doesn’t have money and wealth like the minus guy.

This guy’s ability, ‘Leave it’, made even the strongest psychics, except Sai, hesitate to fight against it.

What this passing is, literally, is the ability to pass one’s own or someone’s unhappiness onto someone else in the world.

Park Jung-hoon has an invincible ability to be fine by passing it on to someone in the world even if he is attacked, sick, or unlucky.

Even the target that is passed on is the first person that the person who attacked Park Jung-hoon comes to mind. So, it is probabilistic that an acquaintance or family member of the person who attacked Park Jung-hoon will be injured instead of Park Jung-hoon.

Do you know how horrible and fucked up it is to deal with this guy? If you attack this guy, someone from the attacker’s acquaintances will suffer the wounds Park Jung-hoon should have suffered instead.

The reason why New Hope was able to defeat such a naive bastard was to take advantage of the fact that the standard of the person being handed over was someone who came to mind first.

It came out that New Hope won by hitting the attack beyond the limit that this guy’s ability can leave, while at the same time turning the attack that was being passed on to himself, thinking only of himself.

He doesn’t care if he’s broken, and it’s described in the novel as a forced thing that can only be done when he’s lost his reason.

A special investigation team detective who was the only one who believed in him when New Hope first dealt with Park Jung-hoon. It is said that it was possible because ‘Sai’ became the target of being handed over and fell into a critical condition.

– If you think about it, it was very miserable. In the original version, Mina had no one to turn to except Sai disguised as a detective from the special investigation team, so she felt very guilty about Sai being hurt.

To New Hope, who went to apologize after defeating Park Jeong-hoon, the old man in between said, “New Hope is a being that hurts people after all.”

Hearing those words, while Mina was flustered, she came out that she had been the dark side of everything up until now, and laughed while showing the collapsing society.

Sai used to treat Mina just to see her fall apart. Mina had no one she could trust besides Sai.

It’s clear that the writer’s bastard is a fucking bad-tempered bastard. I gave a lonely child with no family or friends the only person I could trust, but that bastard has a dark world view.

Could it be that the writer has an abnormality? To be honest, I was suspicious when I saw this kind of twist.

“You have a thoughtful face. It is true that I was very surprised. Excuse me.”

– Fuck.

Attempts to avert my eyes from the situation unfolding in front of me failed.

I slowly raised myself from the white tile floor and looked around. The interior of about 30 pyeong was tidy. The white LED lights were so bright that it hurt my eyes.

The only things placed inside were sofas and chairs that could be commonly found anywhere, but the problem was that there were pursuers and limbs inside.

Famous supervillains in Korea, who are known by name, are smiling ferociously at me. Cold sweat running down your back.

I don’t know why these bastards kidnapped me – they probably didn’t kidnap me for tea.

Shii-pal. You’re falling behind like this

I looked at Park Jung-hoon and narrowed my forehead for a while, then looked at his smiling face and said.

“I wasn’t comfortable being invited, Sifal.”

“hahahaha, excuse me. We also made a mistake by not expecting to see you in a place like this. Because there was something I really wanted to tell you. I invited you anyway.”

Park Jeong-hun smiled calmly and squatted down in front of me, then put his hand inside the shroud, which was not even funny, and took out something. It was a dagger as long as the palm of a man’s hand, glowing under the lights.

I was also trying to deal with it. I bit my lip looking at the dagger.

It wouldn’t be strange if he died right now. Is it a habit as a detective? Even in this situation, I wonder why it wants to kill me.

Was I annoyed by his plan, as I’m still making a name for myself lately? Or, is my dying itself the purpose? There is definitely a possibility.

Current society is severely discriminating against psychics, but like the original work, human-centered bishops have never been acquitted. So, there was nothing that could be the so-called ‘catalyst’.

I hate to admit it, but thanks to my hard work, the human-centered bastard died, and a good image of the police was built up while solving the problems of people who came to visit me for experiencing unfair things, so it’s hard to flow like the original work-.

But what if I, who has a good image for psychic people, gets killed by psychic haters who talk easily?

Even if those culprits were talking fucking bullshit about helping psychics? Normally, it would end in commemoration of me and dismemberment.

If this guy, the representative of the chosen people with many psychic powers, instigates it – like the original work, it can become a catalyst for the psychic powers to become angry.

I feel unspeakably dirty that my death is being used for agitation. I can’t even ‘pretend’ to be crazy here and now.

What have I really done wrong in my life?

“I thought a lot after seeing your performance. Can there be harmony between non-psychic and psychic? Are we the same human beings?”

Park Jeong-hoon spoke incomprehensible words and forced me to hold the dagger in my left hand. Does it mean to struggle at least?

I know that the attack doesn’t work in the first place, but if I had attacked without knowing it, someone I know would have been stabbed. Why do all the fucking supervillains have such bad personalities?

“After deep consideration, we thought that humans and psychics are different beings, but there is still hope. yes. Because there are people like you. But the world cannot live on that hope alone.”

As I was about to throw away the knife that Park Jeong-hoon had forced me to hold, he forced me to hold it and grabbed my arm.

this seed. It’s fucking strong It’s not overwhelmingly strong, but it’s a level that can’t be ignored. This guy seems to be the strong type.

My hands are shaking. He raised his hand in a situation where he could neither remove nor push the hand that Carl had forcibly grasped.

In that state, the opposite hand was raised. Park Jung-Hoon’s arm moves slowly.

In the meantime, my head moves quickly and I question the current situation. Come to think of it, how did this guy know that I was near Yunari?

Even if the limb demon has the ability to move anywhere as long as there is water, that doesn’t mean it can know anything.

But he kidnapped me as if he had been waiting for me as soon as I got near the water’s edge. Does that mean these bastards were spying on the hitman bastards?

Then – Yunari is also dangerous. No, I think I’m going to search, but I’m worried about other people, so I’m going to do something.

thoughts go round and round Meanwhile, he put his hand on the dagger he held in his left hand. This bastard, are you thinking of letting me know about your abilities?

It seems like he wants to have fun by letting me know about his abilities and letting him know that I hurt my acquaintances.

fuckin’ guy. damn bastard I tried to get my arm out somehow. I tried to stop with my right arm, but when my right arm, which was wrapped in bandages, touched my left arm, I felt a stabbing pain.

Because of that, I forgot the original strength and fell backwards. He casually grabbed my left arm and inserted his hand into the dagger I was holding as he intended.

I hurriedly tried to think of myself in the same way Mina had done, but my hands didn’t get hurt.

Only the unpleasant sensation of piercing the flesh through the handle pierced my brain, and I frowned. Oddly enough, not a single drop of blood flowed from his hand.

The blade that pierced my palm cleanly without any resistance was like seeing a hallucination.

Fuck, fuck! Who did that wound go to?! Grinding my teeth, I was staring at him. Suddenly, I felt a strange feeling in my body.

Every time I tried to move, I didn’t feel the pain in my legs that made my body stiff, and the discomfort and pain that followed my right arm disappeared.

I stood up in a daze. The legs move just fine. And the right arm- I took off the bandage and looked at it, and the arm that was like a meatball made by the British was in the shape of a normal human arm.

“… … what is this-”

“It is my ability. Detective.”

Looking at my right arm like a sparrow hit by a slingshot, Park Jung-hoon said, It seems that he was trying to show a very holy look with the wings of a dove growing behind his back.

I didn’t notice anything like that. Pass this guy’s ability. Park Jung-hoon’s ability is not only to pass on the misfortune directed to himself, but also to collect and pass on the misfortune of others.

I knew that after deliberately attacking myself like now, I could pass on all the diseases and disabilities of the attacker to others.

He also knew that in such a way he would bestow grace and gather people who would blindly follow his words.

but why me? Do you think I’ll do what he says?

He looked down at me with a hateful, benevolent smile. What is this? I looked with my eyes and opened my mouth.

“Detective. Could you listen to me for a moment? The people here are not here for the purpose you think.”

Park Jung-hoon walked slowly and passed the supervillains inside. Bastards who see people’s lives like garbage. They were all looking at me with meaningful smiles.

No matter how you look at those bastards’ faces, they don’t seem like the kind of people you’re talking about.

I also glared at them in reverse. Park Jeong-hoon continued.

“Everyone makes mistakes. Especially if the society, the world, is so confused. I know. Everyone here made a big mistake. But I thought.”

“Even if you make a mistake, you have a chance to be forgiven, and for a better world, you have to fight, sometimes even exceeding legal and moral standards.”

“And these are righteous people who understand me and want to fight together for a better world.”

What the fuck is this asshole talking about?

At first glance, he says something that sounds plausible, but it’s not Sifal’s mistake to enjoy killing people!

If the bastard who says that makes money, it’s even more bullshit if he sells his children in pieces! But in the current situation, I couldn’t get that word out.

I couldn’t figure out why this guy suddenly healed my arm, and if I make them angry in that situation, I won’t be able to eat or die.

Grinding teeth, but how many times have you been nearly fucked by the wrong tongue? Now is the time to learn to be a little more careful.

Come to think of it, no matter what I do, I will search, but will I just say what I want to say and die?

“I know. You won’t understand. However, we are not here to harm you, but to support you in your fight for a better world, and to clear up misunderstandings about us.”

While I was thinking about what to do, he turned around the room and stood behind me. After that, he looked at my hand and waved his wings loudly. A fallen white feather lands near my face and offends me.

“We are not evil. I just needed people with powers for the human rights of people with superpowers. I know you can’t believe this right now.

That’s why I wanted to treat you and let you know about us.”

He puts his hand on my shoulder and starts whispering from behind. The appearance is like Jesus, but the words feel like well-crafted whispers of the devil.

– No, bullshit is bullshit, but I can’t stand breathing through my ears. I screwed up my face and glared at him. But he just laughed.

I realized with that smile. This sissy bastard did that on purpose. Called.

Fucking dove wing chick. I grinded my teeth.