Regression Reset Life of Police

Chapter 91

Even though it was not a holiday, there was a feast in the village.

Fatty meat and chicken are boiled in a small open garden due to weak intellect, and bent old people laugh at a glass of makgeolli.

Thank you for buying me farm equipment such as homina, hoe, and choex, which I couldn’t afford even if it was rusty, but I bought a bunch of candies and snacks that I couldn’t reach even when I went down to Dongha-ri once every two months.

I can’t help but laugh.

“Yook? What’s that?”

When Park, 92, the oldest woman in the village, wondered, everyone went back. Suho said urgently.

“Grandmother, Yuk. Don’t you know?” War, war!”

“What do we do? Is there a war out there? Are you evacuating?”

“No!”

Everyone hits their chest in frustration.

Jong-hyuk laughed as if he were dumbfounded.

It’s not even Welcome to Jeongmakgol.

An old man in his 70s giggles.

Jong-hyuk questioned with suspicion.

“Don’t you know, old man?”

“I knew it! I knew it when you were going to elementary school, maybe?”

The word itself is funny.

It’s like talking to a living fossil.

“But who did you fight with? We won, right?”

The party was overturned again.

“North Korea, sir! North Korea!”

“Huh? What country is that?”

“…I can’t believe it.”

Jang, whose face turned red, laughed.

“I understand. It’s been less than five years since that gravel pavement was laid in this neighborhood. The town office said the census was…… 10 years ago? Right?”

The old man nodded his head.

“Right, the president blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, and then he left a TV, and in half a year, someone smashed it. I’m using the well bum that I left with you!”

The more I hear it, the farther away it is.

Each of the children took out their cell phones and was surprised.

The antenna didn’t catch.

In 2001, the 21st century, when the network was so good that Marado ordered jajangmyeon.

“Then you don’t have any TV? What about the radio?

“I live well without it. I just need to go out to work in the morning, wash my feet and sleep in the evening.”

‘I can live like this.’ Everyone was amazed.

Then I looked at one place.

Among the villagers, there is a boy who eats meat pleasantly, as if it’s not awkward to have two cameras on him.

The boy sticks out the meat, saying, “Mom, eat this, too,” and the skinny boy’s mother gives kimchi to the boy’s mouth, showing affectionate and warm appearance.

Jong-hyuk saw Mr. Jang.

“Is that child Chul-soo? I heard about the situation from Grandmother Dong Hari on the way here.”

Jong-hyuk asked as if he didn’t know.

Jang, who put down a bowl of makgeolli, bit a cigarette.

“Poor kid. Neither me nor her mother. About 15 years ago?”

Soon-deok, a 16-year-old boy who ran out of the village saying he could no longer live like this, returned a few years later with a baby wrapped in a sack.

“Then the village was overturned.”

It was natural that the runaway child appeared with the baby.

“When he found out that uncle Jeong fell off a cliff and died late at night to find his runaway daughter, Soon-deok cried and Chul-soo begged for milk.”

The air becomes solemn.

The old people, sitting within reach of their voices, drank alcohol.

“I shouldn’t have given you time to wake up then.”

Mr. Jang drank makgeolli roughly.

One day, I couldn’t hear the crying of a baby shaking the village every day.

Something’s wrong with the villagers who looked into it.

Soonduk and Chul-go were all dried up and dying.

Chul-soo’s body was a ball of fire.

The frightened villagers carried their hats around and rushed to the town health center.

“I barely made it, barely. But I don’t know if it’s because of work, but he…….”

You don’t have to talk to them to find out.

He smiles brightly, but his expression and speech are not good.

“Whew.”

“Crying.”

The tender-hearted children shed tears, and Jong-hyuk fumbled in his pocket for cigarettes.

Chung was surprised to see them.

“You sure you didn’t see the turpentine or what? The PD over there said Cheolsu’s story is really famous these days.”

“Really?”

“He’s been sent out three times, and the whole country knows.”

Perhaps that’s why the atmosphere of the village has been unsettled since two weeks ago.

Don’t you set up tents without permission or pull out crops?

The village was ruined by the garbage that was left behind.

I feel sorry for Chul-soo and Soon-deok, so I’m barely holding it in.

“Huh? You’re not talking about the theater of life, are you?”

Mr. Jang hit his knee at Suho’s words.

“Yeah, that! That’s the name! The Theater of Life!”

Perhaps because of the alcohol, everyone’s eyes are on it.

PD and Chul-soo look this way.

Jong-hyuk shone his eyes.

‘The board is laid.’

Jong-hyuk stood next to the producer and glanced at the old man in his 50s smiling.

Baek Jong-myung.

Demon who pushed withdrawal and purity into the depths of hell.

And yet he is one of the devils who have been good for life.

Jong-hyuk opened his mouth in wonder.

“Then I don’t quite understand.”

Speaking Jong-hyuk’s voice is loud.

“Hmm? What?”

“As far as I know, the Theater of Life is recruiting sponsors…….”

“Sponsorship?”

“Right! You mean ARS, right? ……Huh?”

Jong-hyuk’s motivation reacted and tilted his head to his side.

All the quick-witted children wondered.

“Isn’t that more than a penny or two, is it?”

“Yeah. It’ll cost more than 10 million won if I don’t do it well.”

“Cher, 10 million won? Is that so?”

Jang and the villagers are surprised that they appreciate every penny of support outside, but they didn’t know the amount.

Rumbling.

The PD, who felt an unusual atmosphere, stopped filming for a while and approached.

“What’s wrong, Choi Jong-hyuk?”

Jong-hyuk was surprised.

“You must know me.”

“I’ve been after you, and you don’t know.”

“Me?”

My friends were surprised and nodded.

Jong-hyuk is a dragon from the stream.

He has no choice but to target him in the theater of life.

“It kept getting messed up because the timing wasn’t right, but that’s great. Take this opportunity to set a date.”

“Ha ha. I’m sorry. Due to the nature of my job, my face shouldn’t be sold a lot.”

“Oh, the police….”

The producer sighed as if he was sad.

Jong-hyuk smiled bitterly at the sight and told me about the story he had just shared.

“Sponsorship?”

I didn’t know why this story came out, but the PD, who thought it was a worry that came from everyone’s empathy with Chul-soo’s work, smiled softly and opened his mouth.

He was also very worried about how Chul-soo would live in this harsh world.

Young people have a good heart.’

It’s Jong-hyuk, who has a lot of good stories.

The word “single” came to his mind.

“We’re not going to deliver the sponsorship directly to Chul-soo, but we’re going to leave it to the president over there…… Oh, you’re here?”

Before you know it, the sponsor is next to you.

“Yes, but what’s wrong?”

“What?” said the producer calmly, even though he saw him flinching at the moment the word “sponsorship” came out.

“You ran like a son of a gun running to the sound of a bag of snacks shaking.”

Jong-hyuk smiled softly.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“Oh, no, I’m not. I’m just being nosy because I have nothing to do in my later years.”

The PD and the villagers look respectful at the smiling sponsor’s appearance of embarrassment.

“But I think we’re talking about sponsorship.… Do you have any questions?”

“I just wanted to know how the donations are used.”

Jong-hyuk added that he just talked about.

“Oh, it is?”

It must have been a sensitive question, but the chairman of the sponsorship committee laughs nicely.

It’s like an expected question.’

“Some are buying Chul-soo clothes or writing instruments. And to Sundeok.”

I changed the broken bowl or pot and put the gas stove on it.

“The rest are saving up to get Chul-soo a house when he goes to college.”

Did you do that?’

Oh, my God.

A look of respect grows.

‘You’ve got faith.’

It is the first and the end of sponsorship fraud and the context that penetrates the whole.

Make my side.

As shown in the blueprint, gaining trust is the basis of fraud, and if you gain trust, everything is over.

You’ve done the same thing.’

By giving small but visible items such as clothes and necessary items, one can gain trust with the person involved and around them.

It was the standard of sponsorship fraud, and the chairman went beyond that level.

But that doesn’t complicate things.

There were plenty of ways to wake up.

“Oh, when you go to college?”

Like now

That’s an excuse I’ve heard a lot somewhere.

Who can’t say, “I’m going to do this in a few years?”

It is a problem that it is not kept.

Flinch!

Not only the chairman of the sponsorship but also the producer reacts quietly to the remarks.

The word ‘man’s greed’ springs to his mind.

I don’t think so.’

Feeling the gaze, the chairman of the sponsorship committee made a straight face.

“That sounds a little strange. Are you saying that I’m using Chulsoo’s donations privately?!”

‘I’m telling you,’ but the eyes of the villagers on Jong-hyuk are getting worse.

“I’m sorry if it was unpleasant. I’m sorry about the withdrawal situation, so I think I was a little worried because I was trying to sponsor it.”

“Oh, sure.”

The sponsor’s expression is relieved.

“If many people help you like a young man, won’t you get a room in Seoul later?” Haha. But how much are you planning to do?”

Jong-hyuk saw Mr. Jang.

“Madam, how much does it cost to get a house in Donghari?”

“Home?”

Everyone wondered, but the PD was different.

You said Choi had a lot of money, didn’t you? This one?

I haven’t been able to cast him for a while, but I’ve already investigated him. He quickly gestured behind his back to call the camera.

The camera director with the camcorder approached.

“Uh…… I don’ I think it’s about two thousand. If it’s an empty house, that’s about it.”

“Does Chul-soo’s mother work in the field, too?”

“No. Help this field, help that orchard and live on it. Soondeok’s father and Jeong’s uncle.”

All he left for his children was a house that was collapsing.

Jang gulped down makgeolli to see if it was burning inside.

“Really? Then I’ll donate 5,000 to the house and the field we’re moving into.”

It’s a big bang!

The producer and the chairman of the sponsorship committee jumped to their feet.

The sponsor’s face was distorted.

“A young man! You’re not making fun of such a poor man!”

The chairman of the support committee, who had just been stunned by the near-doubt, poured out his words like fire.

“And then you…….”

“Wait a minute, sir!”

The urgently dried producer whispered in his ear.

My friend’s mother is very rich. I have more than four buildings in Seoul.’

“Gasp!”

The chairman’s brain went around quickly.

You’re a genius!

He smiled brightly.

“Oh, I’m sorry about this.”

I feel greed in my eyes.

‘You’ll have to do it right if you want to act.’

“But when is the sponsorship…….”

Jong-hyuk pretended not to know.

“Oh, I should listen to Chul-soo’s mother’s opinion on this.”

“What?”

* * *

“Yeah?! Oh, no.….”

Soon-deok, Cheol-soo’s mother, was suffocating. The great fortune and compassion that came suddenly left her at a loss.

“No!”

“Cheolsoo!”

The chairman of the sponsorship committee was stunned.

Jong-hyuk looked at Chul-soo warmly.

“Why don’t you like it? Can you tell me why?”

“Well, you can’t play with Baekgu and Hwanggu when you move!”

Kim’s grandmother’s Baekgu, Jong’s grandfather’s Hwanggu.

“I can’t even play with them.”

Two sparrows that come every morning to meet.

Chul-soo then pointed his finger and said his friends.

Everything in this mountain was a playground and a friend to Chul-soo.

“And I can’t give you a massage for your grandparents!”

“Oh, my God, you…….”

Thank you and sad feelings are spreading.

“I don’t want to go. I like it here. My grandmother and grandfather are lonely without me. Mom also coughs when she goes to Dongha-ri. You’re working more. What?”

Jong-hyuk’s body shook greatly.

You weren’t just young!’

Mental age is not the level of a child-level.

I knew how to look around, and I knew how to give up.

Chul-soo was considering his surroundings in his own way.

Only then did Jong-hyuk realize.

Why people liked withdrawal. I like Chul-soo because I envy him and feel sorry for him who is always happy and happy about his small things.

You know everything, but you’re being considerate and satisfied.

Jong-hyuk patted Chul-soo on the head.

Flinch!

Jong-hyuk clenched his teeth at the shrinking withdrawal.

‘Already?’

Jong-hyuk, who noticed the reason, pretended not to know and spoke warmly.

“But you can meet your friends every day?”

“Friends of Dong Hari?”

“Hwang-gu, Baek-gu, Jjaek-i, Grandma and Grandpa can come every weekend to see each other.”

“Can I?””

“Sure.”

“Uh. Hmm.”

Jong-hyuk had a soft spot, trying to burst into laughter at the sight of him suddenly agonizing deeply.

Jong-hyuk became serious.

“Cheolsu’s mother. You’d better move. Because this place is too exposed.”

“……?”

Everyone wonders.

“Exposure?”

“It is often said that my cousin has a stomachache even when he buys land.”

The face of the PD who noticed something hardens.

The same is true of motivations for learning many cases.

“Are you saying that you’re going to have someone who’s going to have a bad heart?””

“Yes, it’s very likely.”

That’s the case in reality.

A few years later, Sundeok was killed by someone who sought money, or an unexpected donation, and shocked Chul-soo became a priest and entered the monastery. To a foreign country where no one knows him.

The people who knew about his withdrawal are saddened.

“It’s not a penny or two.”

It’s really not a penny or two.

The criminal broke in and killed accidentally, thinking that he would be rich, but the terrible incident turned out to be hundreds of millions of donations delivered from all over the country before Sundeok was killed, i.e., from now to later.

This is because there were many people who personally sponsored regularly.

The life theater ARS fundraising that has been revealed on the outside is three drops of blood.

There was a lot of dust.

Nevertheless, the sponsor did not disclose the details and pocketed all the money. Not giving a penny to the withdrawal hat.

“But what? A room in Seoul?”

It was so abominable to see him talking nonchalantly.

“No…….”

Soon-deok was suddenly frightened, and the PD was embarrassed.

What I did with good intentions seemed to bring misfortune.

“So let’s move to a place with a lot of eyes to watch. If you want to get Chul-soo to study, it would be better near the school.”

“…….”

“Okay! Go! What are you thinking about coming on the weekend?”