Regression Reset Life of Police

39. The Devil named OO

Beep beep.

"Do you know who I am?" Every time I call...…!"

(Screams!

"Be quiet and get in the car, you bastard."

"You knew we were cops, didn't you? Interfering with justice and assaulting a police officer, Chewbird."

"What?! Oh, no!"

The front of the hotel is noisy and bustling.

Investigator with a crumpled nose and a twisted ankle detective.

No one was physically fit, but no one was frowning.

This is because he did not miss a single member of Samsung Club, which had disrupted the music industry.

A smile came to their lips expecting a citation.

Then a stretcher for patient transport passes by them.

Slap!

"Well."

The faces of the detectives became strange.

It was the same for Jong-hyuk, who was walking along the stretcher.

"Hehe. Did I help you, brother?"

Jong-hyuk shut up.

It is Bang Il-seop who lost all his followers.

Even if he got out of here right now, he would have been caught.

But things don't all go as expected.

I didn't know what variables would happen.

In that sense, Jongbae-soo was definitely helpful.

Also, no matter what his past was, he could not denigrate his courage to hold the criminal to the sword.

Maybe that's why I was so confused.

'Sigh.'

"I'll ask you the first and the last time. What's the reason?"

The reason for sticking with me like a leech.

No, exactly what I was hoping for from Jong-hyuk.

Jong Bae-soo rolled his eyes.

Can I really say it?

After a moment of agony, he soon plucked up his courage and opened his mouth.

"That's……."

After hearing all the reasons, Jong-hyuk burst into laughter.

"Only?"

But Jong-hyuk knows.

It's easier for you than eating a piece of cake, but it's too hard for a servant.

Jong-hyuk was disturbed by Jong Bae-soo's look at the eyes and smile.

"So you're going to clean it up and set up a chicken place for your brothers?"

"Yo, PC rooms are nice these days.…hehehe."

"And you?"

It is not enough to distribute property to younger siblings, so he turned himself in for sex trafficking. There is a high possibility of imprisonment because it is already a multiple with many criminal records.

"Is there anything I can do in Korea? Ha ha ha! Cough?! Oh, my God, my stomach...…."

Jong-hyuk stared still at him in agony.

He is trying to live as a normal person after clearing all the sins of the past.

A criminal who habitually committed a crime.

But a miscellaneous criminal who never crossed the line.

My mind got complicated.

"……I see. I'll do that for you."

"Well, are you sure, brother?"

I feel more shaken to see you smile as if you have the whole world.

"And... tsk. No. Just take care of yourself."

Jong-hyuk nodded at the ambulance, and the stretcher carrying the bell-drainer climbed into the ambulance and closed the door.

"I'll be loyal forever, brother! Brother, you're the best! I love you...…."

Boom! Roar!

Jong-hyuk looked distraughtly at the departing ambulance and headed for Kang Chul-sun.

He was just watching Bang Il-seop being forced into a police car.

"Father."

"Don't worry. Be beaten to the top. All involved."

It almost flew to the neck of the prosecutor general.

Even if you give them billions of dollars, there will be no lawyer to defend them unless they are determined to act as prosecutors for the rest of their lives.

And the judge.

'That's a relief.'

Jong-hyuk, who tried to move his legal connections such as Lee Young-chang and Hyun Seung-yeop to receive the maximum sentence and compensation for the damage, shook his head.

Other than the minor actors and bosses who were arrested before coming here, there were victims who couldn't beat the agency's power or were raped by alcohol or drugs.

"So get ready for the citation."

"A commendation?"

"Do you think he's gonna wipe his mouth and move on?"

"Oh!"

It's a citation from the president.

And I'm not going to give you a citation.

I didn't mean to ask for this, but it seemed to be worth the rush to give it to me.

"Well, then tell me."

"…what?"

"The banquet hall, the room. How did you save him?"

Jong-hyuk scratched his head in the staring steel line's eyes.

It doesn't make any sense to him.

"Are you... Are you sure you bought that hotel?" No, isn't it?

"No way. I'm not that rich."

Jong-hyuk snorted and snorted away, while Kang Chul-sun nodded suspiciously and nodded.

So the case that shook the entertainment industry was solved.

* * *

Candidate Park No-hyung is finally the president...…!

"Wow!"

The election count was confirmed even though it was not even finished. This is because all candidates were unified quickly and votes were combined.

Candidate Park No-hyung and lawmakers, who were sitting at the headquarters, jumped up and shouted "Hurray." Candidate Park No-hyung, or president, reached out to Hyun Mong-joon, who was sitting next to him first.

"Thanks to you, Senator.

"I beg you for good politics."

"Of course, I should!"

"Candidate! No, Mr. President!"

Rep. Hyun Mong-joon turned away while looking at President Park Roh-hyung, who is hugging others.

Snap!

"Thank you, Senator."

"Let's go home."

"Yes."

A black sedan carrying him began to run on the quiet road.

Hyun Mong-joon picked up the document next to him.

The profile of one of the nation's heroes in Korea.

" Choi Jong-hyuk…I mean, this is a young man."

Jong-hyuk, who stole into the banquet hall and set up a micro camera to make sure they were up to speed.

To be honest, it would be a lie if there was no malice.

I don't know who took the hotel video that revealed Yoon Chang-mo's misdeeds.

The Attorney General never told me.

but

"This young man hasn't cut my line."

There were quite a few politicians connected to Samsung Club.

Among them were only city councilors, but there were opposition figures. It's also quite connected to the big shot.

It was unclear what kind of attack he would face if he continued as a presidential candidate.

It still creeps me out when I think about it.

"Director Lee."

"Yes, Senator."

" Read more about Choi Jong-hyuk, a young man. I need to know what gift I can give you."

"Yes, sir."

Hyun Mong-joon, who nodded, relaxed his shoulders and closed his eyes.

If you're indebted, you pay me back.’

He smiled.

And so was President Park Roh-hyung.

'Choi Jong-hyuk, the hero of induction...'….’

He beckoned to the staff of the election camp.

"What's wrong, Mr. President?"

"When I enter the Blue House, please prepare a medal for me. And I'm going to start with the expansion of the police budget, so please prepare for that."

"What?"

President Park Roh-hyung laughed significantly.

Thus, the 16th president of the Republic of Korea was chosen.

* * *

The year ended in 2002 when there were many talks and incidents, and the year 2003 became the new year.

People were completely relieved of the fear of the Millennium Scare Story, and the collapse of South Korea was brought back to life thanks to its advance to the semifinals in the 2002 World Cup.

Perhaps that's why, even though it was winter when it boasted of the severe cold, everyone had a big smile on their lips.

Ring ring!

Line 1 at 9 a.m. in February when the cold spells.

The subway rattles in.

Many people get off and many people get on even though it's way past work.

Perhaps because of last night's heavy snow, there are more people than usual.

As they headed to each other's destination, they soon grabbed each other's noses with a frown.

It was because of the smell of alcohol from a man holding a large red plastic canister in one hand.

"Hahaha."

With red eyes and a grotesque laugh, people stepped aside.

And it draws attention.

If you want to see hell, look at line 1 on your way to work.

Obviously, it's not normal, but it's normal.

Slowly.

Whether the barrel is heavy or originally disabled, an elderly man in his 50s stands in front of the subway, which is just departing, dragging his legs.

Then he puts down the tung plastic can and looks around.

A space where all the people have escaped and become quiet.

A male student with an MP3 player on his neck shakes his head, and a female college student who ran down quickly stomps her feet to check the time.

The grandmother sitting on the bench looks at them with pleased eyes.

It's an ordinary sight as usual.

But the red eyes turn redder.

"It's all because... Fuck you...…."

A mouth that smells of terrible alcohol murmurs disturbingly at a word.

Standing around, he murmured like that until it was full of people.

Then

Ring ring!

When the subway came in far away, the old man opened the lid of the plastic can and lifted it high above his head.

Then I flipped it over.

Whoosh!

"Oh, my God. Huh?"

The smell of oil penetrates into the nose of a man in his 30s who crumpled his face due to splashing water.

"…Gasoline?"

People around me smelled it, too.

When people's eyes were wide open, the old man's hands were filled with cheap ziplighters.

"Hhhhh. Yeah, a damn world for you bastards. They're all dying because of you guys. It's all because of you guys!"

"That, that!"

"Just……."

Frightened and appalled faces

It's not so bad as the last scene of my life.

The old man moved his thumb to spin the flint.

At that moment, a thick, large hand wrapped around the hand of an elderly man holding a lighter.

And…….

Crunch!

"……Argh!"

"You're not coming to Korea even though it's winter?" Wow, these bastards are tough. How do you survive in Siberia? Do you dig?"

A big young man breaks the arm of an elderly man and talks to someone on the phone.

"Argh! Let go! Let go!"

Taking off Natalia's voice cell phone from his ear, Jong-hyuk hardened his face as he saw the old man whose arm was broken.

"Stay still."

Then he rubbed the hand of the old man he had locked in his hand.

Crunch! Crunch!

The pain of breaking elbows and breaking hands.

The elderly had no choice but to struggle like eels that came out of the water.

"Argh! Argh!"

"Well, I see. Please keep an eye on me. Yes, please."

Hanging up, Jong-hyuk dialed 112.

"Yes, thank you. This is Yongsan Station. I caught a human being trying to set fire. I think it's a suicide, but the amount of oil...…."

Rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle!

Those who get off the subway when they arrive are startled by the sight and the smell of gasoline and soon go their way.

Someone watches with their eyes shining.

Jong-hyuk sees them, too.

Before the return, the Yongsan subway station disaster that left Korea in grief.

A terrible fire disaster that killed a total of 338 people.

This time, no one could have been hurt.

I was able to keep this ordinary routine.

As he looked around his daily life, touching his stiff chest, he tilted his head to his side.

"Hm?"

A woman in her 30s walks weakly with her shoulders drooping.

Her hands clasped the hands of five or six-year-old children. The children's smiles were bright and innocent, and the smile of the woman who saw them was the most cozy and beautiful in the world.

The most beautiful jewel in the world, the smile of a mother.

It's an ordinary image that can be seen everywhere.

But…….

"That one?"

Jong-hyuk stiffened his face as he looked at the woman's face.

* * *

Rumbling.

The police university is noisy because of the entrance ceremony.

Wearing a police uniform, Jong-hyuk was talking to someone on the phone.

His eyes are sinking coldly.

They're trying to cross the line.

The amount of investment they recruited has grown to the value of gold mines, to two-thirds of what they can mine and get in return, disguised as Elijah mining.

"I'll cross that line no matter what. Twice, maybe three times."

Then, from the first time they're overdue on interest payments, they'll be ready to back out.

"Lastly, make a big. We're planning to collect all the interest and investment that we've distributed at the expense of huge losses. Then...."

As long as you don't put in the money.

That's the time to beat them up.

You make your own money, you take their bodies.

Jong-hyuk is already looking forward to that time.

As expected, Choi is evil.

"Am I?"

I wondered if it was something a Russian intelligence agent would say.

Let's just say yes. We've finally located them.

Jong-hyuk's eyes were wide open.

"Where are you!"

You're going to go find him?

"……Whoo. I'm sorry. I almost made a mistake."

It's the body that I finally found.

KGB's successor, the Russian Foreign Intelligence Service (SVR), managed to find them after months of tracking.

I can't help but think of it as a torso.

I couldn't miss it because I was in a hurry.

"How the hell did you track him down?"

Choi, we're Russia.

It was more like an out of the blue, so it was more trustworthy.

No, it was almost a magical word.

Don't worry, agents are watching.

"Yes, sir. Please continue."

What do you mean? Thank you. Oh, you're the student representative, right? Good luck with your entrance ceremony, Choi.

After hanging up the phone, Jong-hyuk saw a clear sky without a cloud.

"……Whoo. Yeah, I can't help it. I'm going to trust and endure it. ……It may be hard."

The ones who drove themselves, and most of all, their mothers to death.

I'd love to visit them and tear them apart right away, but I can't let things go wrong, so Jong-hyuk suppressed his anger.

Whoosh!

"Who else……."

After confirming the number, Jong-hyuk kicked his tongue.

It's a multiple.

Jong Bae-soo, who served months in prison after that day, was in touch with him every day.

Most of them say hello, but sometimes he hears rumors he hears. He's acting like an informant, but he's talkative, so it's.

"Oh, it's disconnected……."

Whoosh! Whoosh!

"Ha, me. Huh?"

Jong-hyuk answered the phone quickly.

"Yes, sir."

He is the head of the NIS team.

What's up with this guy?’

Last winter vacation, NIS training ended. There was no reason to contact.

Are you taking an oath as a student representative today, cadet Choi? I'm calling to tell you not to be nervous.

"How do you know that?"

Haha. If I don't take care of Choi, who will?

"Oh, for that, this Lunar New Year's Day...…."

Well, I was busy with the operation.….

While talking so much, Jong-hyuk found a junior running this way and hung up.

"Gasp! Senior! Time's up! You have to go!"

"Oh, is that the time already?"

"Yes! And...…cough."

The junior raises his thumb as he looks at the medal on Jong-hyuk's chest.

Jong-hyuk was the first person to receive a medal from the president while attending a police university throughout history.

That's two, too.

Cheongnyongjang, the first-degree medal of the athletic medal, and Magnolia, the third-degree medal of the national medal.

Both are medals that can never be easily received.

"Aren't you going to tell me how you got the magnolia till the end?"

I can roughly expect that it is a clean space, but magnolia is completely incomprehensible.

"If you know, you'll get hurt, man. Let's go."

"Well, it's not hard to tell you. It's cheap."

"What?"

"I love you, senior. Loyalty! Loyalty!

Smirking Jong-hyuk went into the auditorium.

All of the students who are enrolled and enrolled are standing upright in the eyes of their parents' families.

Jong-hyuk found someone short and grinned.

You're finally here.

Kang Hyun Suk, a junior who can trust and leave his back to him.

He finally followed Jong-hyuk into the police force.

Unlike before he became a police officer because he hated his father Cheol-sun, he went to a police university.

I couldn't help but be happy.

Talk talk ah, so from now on...….

Early in the spring, the entrance ceremony of the National Police University began.

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