Regression Reset Life of Police

"……."

Kim Jong-doo, who checked both video and voice files played on the monitor, swept down his face.

The box delivered to the Special Crime Investigation Department this morning.

The members of the Special Crime Investigation Division, who checked the contents together, burst into laughter.

"Do you want me to return to the water?"

Kim Jung-soo, who applied for a leave of absence and got a job at the film office.

"Oh, I think we should at least borrow a cat's hand."

"Yep!"

When they stepped down, Kim Jong-doo picked up his cell phone.

Yes, uncle! Choi Jong-hyuk is on the phone.

"Hey, you crazy-!"

Oh, my god!

"I told you not to care about this..."

What?

"This! This is from you!"

What? What?

"He's playing tricks again! Where are you now!"

I don't know what's going on, but just calm down. And if I sent you something, wouldn't it be a gift or something that I couldn't handle?

It's you, man!

Jong-hyuk was right.

What was in the box was a gift, and it was not acceptable to Jong-hyuk, who was still a cadet.

"Okay, you didn't send it, did you?"

I don't know what it is, but yes. Then I'll trust you and hang up. hehe

Stop!

Kim Jong-du sighed.

"Robber."

I'm in debt again.

How the hell did you get this?’

No matter how the Carlton Hotel did it, I had no idea how the internal video and voice of the banquet hall where Samsung Club was having a party were saved.

The address of the banquet hall that even Kim Jong-doo barely found out yesterday.

Well, we'll listen to it later after it's settled.’

I'll tell you then.

Kim Jong-du took the box and stood up.

"I'm coming back from seeing the old man."

"Have a safe trip!"

Kim Jong-du met Kang Chul-sun, and Kang Cheol-sun responded the same way as Kim Jong-du.

However, I did not call Jong-hyuk because I was too dry.

The expression on the steel line became serious.

"I think it's bigger than we expected."

The name of the presidential candidate was mentioned.

It is also Hyun Mong-joon, who still has the highest approval rating.

I don't think Jong-hyuk should have tossed it. Leave this to me. That's the size we're dealing with."

They say so, but they all seem to have a thought.

"…then I'll ask you, old man."

"Just get ready to snatch all of his sons."

Kang Chul-sun, who broke up with Kim Jong-du, immediately kicked the door of the chief prosecutor's office, and shortly after that, Kang Chul-sun and the chief prosecutor's office kicked the door of the Supreme Prosecutor's Office.

* * *

Late at night, a Korean restaurant on the outskirts of Seoul.

The two presidential candidates of the ruling party met secretly.

The two, who shook hands, sat down and offered cigarettes to each other cigarettes.

"Is that why you called me again, candidate Park?"

Hyun Mong-joon, who is skinny, hardens his eyes.

Then another presidential candidate, Park No-hyung, smiled softly. Tobacco smoke flowed out of his teeth.

"You're still in a hurry. It would be nice if you could conclude our issue urgently."

"I'm sure we agreed to discuss that after the primary results?"

Unification of presidential candidates.

It is something that the two who aim for the president can never. They were so sensitive that they could stab each other in the back at any time.

Park No-hyung knows it right in front of him, and Hyun Mong-joon himself knows that.

Thinking that far, Hyun Mong-joon could understand why Park No-hyung created the place today.

"Take it out. Let's see what knife you've got."

"Hmm."

Park No-hyung stared at Hyun Mong-joon.

An unpleasant silence falls on only one person.

"Hey, candidate Park. That's what I'm saying.…."

"Yes. Not at all." Hyun Mong-joon, who Park No-hyung has seen so far, is not the one to commit such a terrible act.

Park No-hyung concluded.

"You know the current candidate is also a penchant."

a pen-name

The fox, who borrowed the tiger's power, makes a fuss.

"What……."

Park No-hyung swept his heart at Hyun Mong-joon's wonder.

Because he wasn't involved in this terrible thing.

It's still morally reliable.

Park No-hyung pushed the laptop that he brought toward Hyun Mong-joon.

"The prosecutor I met after a long time gave it to me. He's the current Attorney General, and he's got a frown on his ear. But it's over here, so you have to take care of it's over here."

The ominous Hyun Mong-joon stared at the thick laptop.

"Then I'll be in the next room. Enjoy your meal."

Park Noh-hyung, who came over to the next room, shook cigarette ash on a table on the table.

"Would you like a meal?"

"Please do. My tongue is watering thinking about the chef's skill after a long time."

"I'll make sure to tell the chef."

It was not long before the food came out.

Savory yet bitter abalone porridge.

Although the season is turning into autumn, the taste of abalone porridge, which had dropped due to the situation, comes back to life.

"As expected, abalone porridge is the best place."

I can't find it often because of my pocket.

Park No-hyung took another spoon to his mouth.

(sighs)

When I turned my head and looked at the open door, Hyun's expression was gone from his face.

"I'm sorry, but I'll be on my way. I'll invite you to eat next time."

"I won't be far away. Take care."

"Congratulations on winning the primary in advance, candidate Park."

"Thank you, Mr. Hyun."

"…Thank you for trusting me."

(sighs)

When the door closed, Park No-hyung took the last spoon to his mouth. When I closed my eyes, I could feel the taste of abalone more clearly.

It's too bitter.

On the other hand, Hyun Mong-joon, who returned to the camp, looked around at his people as they sprang up, spotted a man and strode to him.

"Candidate!"

A skinny man in his 40s with a heavy 2-8 part.

Looking at the wrinkles on the face of an aide who has kept his side since he ran as an independent in Dong-gu, Ulsan in 1988, I realize that time is free.

The release date of 1988 when even his father, Chairman Hyun Joo-young, opposed it.

While struggling with no support, the 24-year-old ambitious young man, who had stormed through the office door, had already become a man with no support.

"Hey man……."

"I don't eat well with candidate Park.…Candidate?"

Oh my god!

The camp office becomes quiet when something bursts.

The aide who grabbed the ball looked at Hyun Mong-joon in embarrassment. He was unpacking his watch.

"Whoo, candidate?"

Hit! Hit! Hit! Hit!

"Argh! Argh! Argh! Argh! What's wrong with you, candidate!"

"Manager Lee, get him."

"Yes."

Men in black suits, who were guarding Hyun Mong-joon's office, hold on to his arms.

Hyun Mong-joon slapped his aide again.

He didn't stop even if blood broke out in his nose and in his mouth. Until you hear a broken bone in your hand.

Hyun Mong-joon distorted his face when he saw an old friend who was terrified and curious in both eyes.

His eyes held tears in their eyes with a terrible sense of betrayal.

"Why did you do that? There's nothing I couldn't do for you."

Slap!

The staff's heart sank.

I didn't think so, but I was really caught.

Hyun Mong-joon gave him a laptop.

"Turn it on."

"Whoo, Mr. Candidate! I'll explain this to you.…."

"Turn it on!"

With her eyes closed, the staff turned on the laptop.

And I played one of the video files on the desktop without anyone telling me to.

The members of the election camp, who had crept in, were appalled at the video. Two men and women enter a room that looks like a hotel, and the woman heads to the bathroom.

And the man bows down.

- I've put the box in the car. A total of 120 sheets, 1.2 billion won. Please take good care of the candidate.

Don't worry. Not once or twice. The candidate will contact you tomorrow.

Well, it's too much to see you now...….

Chairman Kim, do you really want to see our candidate? He's in the car right now, so should Chairman Kim tell him to come up and see him? Shall we?

I'm sorry! Thank you!

Hyun Mong-joon stole his laptop and handed it over to the next person.

The video continued to play.

"Yeah, I remember this face. Samsung Club? I think he said he's in the K-pop industry."

It was a pretty passionate support group to promote their celebrities, and I called this morning to say hello.

Supporters, saying hello to sponsors is part of the morning routine.

However, I never remembered receiving donations.

"Whoo, candidate."

"Shh."

After a while, a female college student walks out of the bathroom wearing only a gown.

I look forward to your kind cooperation, candidate.

You know what I'm talking about, right? Not telling anyone? You have to keep it a secret from the person who just brought you in. All you have to do is say I treated you well.

Yes? Yes, yes!

Okay, come here.

Snap!

It was only then that Hyun stopped the video.

The pen name that Park No-hyung mentioned.

It's not that bad.

The fox imitated the tiger, not just borrowed the tiger's prestige. It's like he's a real tiger.

Hyun Mong-joon bowed down to the election camp members.

"Thank you for helping me, who has been lacking and amoral. I'll see you again in the next presidential election and pay you back."

"……crying!"

"Candidate!"

Tears well up in everyone's eyes, who has only believed in Hyun Mong-joon and endured while taking a nap.

"Get home safely today, and see you next time. Chief Lee, bring him in."

The election camp soon became devastated with despair and anger.

Hyun Mong-joon, sitting in front of his forced aide in the office, bit a cigarette.

The staff's eyes were on the verge of going crazy.

"Changmo, excuse me."

"Well, listen to me first! It's a ruse, it's a setup! I'm sure someone...…."

"Changmo, that's not it."

"Is the prosecution the problem?" Don't worry! The prosecutor I know is at the Seoul District Prosecutors' Office, and I'm a lifesaver, so I can blow the head of the prosecutor's office from the prosecutor's office to the prosecutor's office...…."

"Changmo!"

"That's the way it was supposed to be, just in case we get caught.…."

Yoon Chang-mo, an aide who was talking with his eyes turned upside down, crumpled his face in tears flowing from Hyun Mong-joon's eyes.

"You can't make that face! I've been cleaning your bottom for years!"

It is 14 years old.

"If it weren't for me, you'd keep wearing that badge in your pocket?""

Hyun Mong-joon closed his eyes tightly.

"What do you know? You're born with everything from the beginning! You think I wanted to do this? You...!

He poured out everything.

I poured everything out because it was the last time.

"You got nothing else to say?"

As if there are more, the staff's eyes become vicious.

"Without Wang, a man like you can never be president."

Puff.

A big knife stabs the heart.

He crushes through his chest and pulls out the truth.

"Yes, I think so. I must have had a long dream."

Therefore, he didn't even know what he was hiding from the person who was like his own brother.

Now I get it.

It was a dream beyond my control.

"Let me ask you one last question."

"……."

"Why did you tell me to move around like a bat?"

"Politics is Juan Mucci! You're a fool who still doesn't know that!"

Hyun Mong-joon fully realized it.

He didn't deserve to be president. It was just a doll that people around me told me to do because I was blinded by the greed of being a president.

It was all a terrible nightmare of a midsummer night.

Now that I realized it, it was time to wake up.

"Director Lee."

"Yes, candidate."

"Take Changmo well and take him to the prosecution after the presidential election."

"Yes."

The office became quiet when Yoon Chang-mo, the chief of staff, was dragged out.

Hyun Mong-joon, who was taking his hand to the cigarette, raised his cell phone.

"Are you the president? I'm Hyun Mong-joon."

Oh, what's the matter, candidate?

"You're not a candidate anymore, so stop calling me that. Now, our only candidates are Park No-hyung."

-…….

"I'd like to thank you for the gift that arrived at the right time, do you like to drink?"

When the prosecution meets the presidential candidate...….

"I'll tell the reporters everything and let's see. My friend who betrayed me has something to tell me about the worm he planted there."

-There is a cannon bar that I know it well.

"Soju is good. I'll see you later."

Later, Hyun Mong-joon, who called reporters, raised his body.

It was a night I wanted to get drunk.

* * *

Candidate Hyun Mong-joon supports candidate Park No-hyung!

Declaration of unification of candidates before the primary!

Korea has become noisy.

"Congratulations in advance. What if we end up in the Department of Central Investigation?"

- Chiara, Ma. There's still a long way to go. Well, still....

I was promised a special department manager.

Jong-hyuk enthusiastically congratulated her on the remark, and Kang Chul-sun had to be grateful and relieved.

Ha, you're really not a prosecutor'sir.

"Hehe."

Hey, Mundi Jasuk. Oh, do you know him?

"What?"

He's got poison hidden in our prosecutor's office, Yoon Chang-mo.

And Yoon Chang-mo ordered the poison to do something that would at least hit the head of the Seoul District Prosecutors' Office if any.

I'll get you a job at a law firm if you quit.

Jong-hyuk opened his eyes wide.

In his head, a fatal incident occurred to the Seoul District Prosecutors' Office.

I can't believe it's connected like this.’

I wondered why the hunch reacted like that.

Anyway, that's what's causing the situation, so I want to be a prosecutor in a few years. Do you understand?

"Kkorom?"

- The president ordered a full investigation.

"……It's going to be a mess."

There will be an almost reform-level uproar.

"So what are they gonna do?"

What do you mean? Will arrive soon. Join me when you're done.

"Oh, what are you doing all of a sudden?"

You're dead when this is over. Be determined! I get it!

"Hhh. Thank you."

After hanging up, Jong-hyuk went inside the set.

It's a set that's really set up like a police gang.

The unknown celebrity, a woman, acts in tears.

"Hey, you bastards! I……."

"Coops!"

The atmosphere is getting cold.

"No, can't you say a few words of that?" I couldn't even shed tears, so I put in eye drops. What's wrong with you? Are you bragging that you've been parachuted in?"

Director Kim Young-jin throws the megaphone, and Yang Dong-hyun, who was accepting her acting in front of her, also hardens.

It's already been 4 NGs.

The air on the set began to deteriorate.

"Take 10 minutes off.

Jong-hyuk kicked his tongue at a woman who was bleached white and headed outward. If you have sold your soul to the devil, you should do well, but you cringe and respond sensitively to small sounds.

He shows his determination and hard work, but he can't do well because a corner of his mind is focused on him.

And the center of the body is always back and the tip of the foot is out of the set. You want to get out of this position.

You want to run away.

This is the response from the victim, who was severely damaged physically and mentally, who was unable to trust others and was afraid.

All this put together, Jong-hyuk concluded.

'I didn't get the Spons on my own.’

It was forced to be trampled and violated.

I forced myself to sell my soul.

Whoosh. Whoosh.

"Yes, uncle."

I'm a detective in the special crime investigation department.

We'll be there in 20 minutes, can you tell me what's inside? I have to get it without making a fuss.

It's a slang for arrest.

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to get Samsung Club members first?""

Prosecutor Kang is supposed to take over, but they're all gathering at the hotel.

"Oh, so...…."

It means that they will gather together on their own, and during that time, they will secure some of the victims and accomplices associated with them.

Don't let the men who will be arrested in a moment do nothing to the victims and accomplices. Tell them there's a victim and an accomplice under any pressure.

In other words, the operation was a secret and quick securement. I should never have heard from the guys at the hotel.

"Okay, I'll fit in with him."

Then, please!

"Yep!"

Jong-hyuk, who crumpled his phone, got permission from the director and headed for the woman.

A loud voice spreads after a parked sonata.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You know how you got the part!"

"I know. I know very well."

My eyes are wide open, but my hands are shaking.

It's scary. It's hateful.

Jong-hyuk saw the boss. And I realized something.

'That man...'

For some reason, I'm forced to be angry.

The distorted eyes, which are about to burst into tears, are the evidence.

'Hmm.'

Jong-hyuk's mind got complicated, but he stepped forward. That's why I came to see her.

"I……."

Whoosh!

The boss who was pushing her is surprised to see Jong-hyuk.

"Now, what brings you here...…."

"Oh, I was wondering if I could give you some advice. When I went to practice, I saw a victim like this character."

The boss's face brightens up.

"But it's a little uncomfortable for a man to hear.…."

"Oh, yes, yes. Then I'll go smoke. And……."

The boss's face hardened.

"I look forward to your kind cooperation."

'Hmm.' Jong-hyuk squatted in front of her, who turned away as she stared at the distant boss.

Even though he was tired and wanted to run away, his desperate eyes stared at Jong-hyuk.

"Lady."

"……?"

"Think the next 20 minutes is the last time you can act in your life."

After 20 minutes, even the souls sold by force cannot be saved.

"What do you mean……. Stop, don't tell me."

Smart.

That's why it's even more unfortunate.

But that's it.

Whatever the reason, it's an unjustified role.

I can't cheer purely because someone as desperate as she could have been deprived of her opportunity.

Still, I wanted to prove that I have enough skills to play the role.

Because I have to leave pain behind, but not lingering.

If I step back like this, there's really nothing left.

That's why Jong-hyuk found her.

Jong-hyuk, who was staring seriously at the shaking eyes, bowed his head and turned away.

"Where are you going, brother? I'm coming with me!"

"……Phew."

I don't have time to deal with a multiple.

Jong-hyuk himself doesn't know how she's going to behave. First of all, the president had to be secured.

I'm sure he'll get away on his own.’

With his head down, Jong-hyuk hurried.

"Brother-!"

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