The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

EP21. Board it up.

Two men sitting across from each other through transparent windows.

One was wearing a gray suit and one was wearing a gorgeous hoppy shirt.

The man in the green robe takes off his mouth first.

“Long time no see, Gil Shik. ”

The man called the street style was insulted to the throat.

I can't believe he's in trouble while he's busy.

But now he has to fold.

“Yes, my darling, are you comfortable inside? ”

“It's not that hard. The floor is a little cold. ”

“I've had a hard time. ”

“Great Sage, how are you? ”

The conversation opened naturally.

That's why the street came to Dalgon.

“You promised your brother. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“Then why the sudden change of words? He said he was responsible for Mother's hospital expenses. ”

Dalgon denied his guilt at a trial he had just been in.

It's true that he was involved in the fight, but he doesn't know anything about the Night Ops, and it was all his boss.

The trial was postponed by a competent lawyer, and the sins of Songdaemok increased heavily.

The Moon Gone's guilt shook his dark face.

During the silence, he seems to have made up his mind.

“Sir, I'm really sorry about that. I can't afford to be alone with my mom for a second."

“You bastard. You think he's gonna stand there? What if he knows your personality? ”

His voice is filled with grief and rebuke.

Song Dae-hak's anger was directed at the Mother of the Dalgon.

The look on Dalgon's face when he noticed it changed terribly.

“If you touch her, I'll be damned. ”

“The trapped one said. ”

“You can do it even if you're trapped. Am I the only one? ”

“You really want to do this? ”

The guard standing behind you grows louder and louder.

The street recital was low, noticing.

“Son of a bitch. What did I come here for? I'm not here to help you. ”

The road was like a brother to Dalgon.

I was the one who caught him as a parakeet and put him on the top of his trousers.

Since the organization came to Dalgon while being watched by the police, its heart was not just in vain.

Dalgon also recognized it and smiled.

“So at the next trial, do as you're told. You took her somewhere else. It's only a matter of time before we find her. I'll convince Big Brother. · ·"

“Gilsik. ”

The Dalgon hangs up on him.

I've been busy living and met many people.

Friends who were comforted and who wanted to help each other.

But he was the only one who came to me when things were tough like now.

I wanted to give him a small reward.

“Is the rumor true? ”

“What? What? ”

“Rumor has it the Kuma Pa ate Gogolite as well as his brother's visa fund. ”

“Who talks like that? ”

The street was ridiculous.

I'm wanted, but I have pride. How can I say such a silly thing?

“The detective said, ”

However, the source of the rumors was not just an absurd place.

“My big brother's money's gone, so I can't escape. ”

“Bullshit. Did you hear that? You don't think they'll pay for the hospital? ”

“It's not just that. ”

The Dalgon looks at the road's face slowly.

He looks much older than the first time I saw him.

It was only a few years, but the time they spent together was too harsh.

Maybe it's time to end this.

at the end of the gang tag.

It wasn't a beautiful ending, but at least I didn't want it to end miserably.

The Moon Gone gestures to get closer.

“Brother, I will give you one last gift. ”

“Dargon.”

“Thank you for everything. I didn't starve. I lived well. ”

Before feeling emotional, the Dalgon whispered.

The limited visiting time was ending.

“The detective in charge of me is a little strange. You act like you used to know me. No offense at all. Anyway, so I picked something up. I think the police are on the move soon. ”

“What if it moves?”

“Looks like they're going to wipe out the Kuma Pa. He got trampled on by something I hid. ”

“Hmm. I'm glad to hear that. ”

“This is no time for peace of mind. After the kuma wave, we're next. Clean up the money when the police are distracted. The survivor finally wins. ”

“· · · First I know what it means. I'll talk to Big Brother. Fix your mind if you can. ”

It was more information than I expected.

I needed time to reorganize the mess after the Night.

If he's telling the truth, now would be a good time for the police to get distracted.

It was not enough to appease the angry older brother.

Piiic

“Visiting is over. ”

The guard approaches with the sound of the machine.

They woke up, giving and receiving a sad look.

Now they had to go their separate ways.

With the help of fate, I'll see you again, but it won't be easy.

“Take care. Dargon.”

“· · Be careful. ”

The road out of the prison was boarded in a black car.

A slow-moving car.

The street was kinda chilly behind me.

‘Fucking cops. Where the hell did you hear that crap? ’

I can't believe Gumapa ate his share of the Pork Clan.

And the boss's visa fund?

However, it was not an easy task to pass on that rumor that the source was the police.

“Let's turn the car around. Not to Hwang-dong's office, but to Big Brother. ”

“Yes.”

The car turned big and switched roads.

And then a little light car that follows.

No matter how skilled they were, they did not notice the light vehicles until the moment they arrived at their destination.

The Emperor's Motel.

Unlike its beautiful name, its appearance was timeless.

The highway to the top floor stood in the room at the end of the hall.

Knock, knock.

The door opens cautiously, and an ugly man appears vigilant.

It was Song Dae-hak.

* * *

“Khh. I'm crying. I'm crying. Friendship of Men! ”

Blacks clap their hands and admire it.

Blackie and I set up a small investigative headquarters next to the visiting room.

I mean, the Bureau of Investigation is eavesdropping on conversations.

“But he's a strange one. You know him so well, he doesn't even remember you. Was there an accident?”

I turned my eyes and made excuses.

When talking about reincarnation, I feel uncomfortable.

“Well, I wonder. Well, it's just a matter of getting things done. ”

Everything was going according to plan.

First, I handed false information to the Dalgon on purpose.

The information that Gumafa has taken the fork money and that the police will catch him soon.

He pretends he doesn't care when he hears it. Look at this.

You're blowing it on my friend.

That's what I know of the moon.

I thought I'd cover my guilt over betrayal in return.

“You're Song Dae-ak's right arm, right? Street style.”

“I think so. He's probably the only one who knows where Songdaegak lives. ”

“How did you know he was coming to visit? ”

“The Dalgon is good to his superiors. I didn't know if one of them was coming. ”

In fact, I heard it from the former Dalgon.

There was only one person who came to visit when he went to prison instead of the boss.

But I didn't think it was a road trip.

I think it will progress more easily than I thought.

Blackface looked at me quietly and asked.

“But are you okay? ”

“Yes? What? ”

“Dargon seems precious to you. Can I use him?" He doesn't know, but · · "

I shrug my shoulders as if it were nothing.

“A true friend should stop you from getting in the wrong way. I'm helping the Dalgon. ”

“Is that so? Yes. A cop friend is better than a gangster friend. ”

At that moment, you hear Mondu's voice on the speaker.

Road stop. Emperor Motel? They're coming your way.

The Emperor's Motel.

Probably Songdaemok's lair.

I said, tidying up the pictures on the desk.

“Just keep an eye on me. Madame Sim won't know about the slush funds until we tell her. ”

Oh, I know they're out there, but I can't find them. I'll be damned.

“Haha. Hang in there a little longer. If it's bait, you can't fish. ”

Familiar faces, men and women.

It was taken from a distance, but it was clear who the camera was aiming at.

Madame Eun-tae and Madame Sim.

They had regular meetings in the underground parking lot.

Very thick.

It was the shining moment of Blackie's hard work following me around for ten days.

“Unless you have a confession of her conscience, you'll have to hide in plain sight. ”

I had a bad look on my face.

You have to put doubt in your heart.

That way, the effect will be immediate and more intense when Sim's betrayal is announced.

I pulled out only the most stimulating pictures separately.

Now, when the party date is set, we can send these to the Huangdong Service Office.

In the name of the Dalgon.

“But what should I write down to make sure they get here on time? ”

“We should ask them to capture Madame Sim and Eun-tae at once. The money's already gone to Maeunpae, so you won't be able to find it if you catch a woman. ”

“Oh, that's good. ”

We stood in ambush without eating for ten days.

The team leader is a drug dealer, a blackmailing Sim madam, and a sleepwalking service office.

And I watched the moon gong.

From now on, it was really important.

You will have to move them very carefully, as if you were handling glass crafts.

I can't look ahead to human work.

By the way, once the party date comes out, we'll move on to the next step · ·

Then a text message flew to my phone.

[Exodus, presents date of party.]

Finally, the board is broken.

The Emperor's Motel.

Our investigative headquarters have been moved directly under Songdaegak's room.

He doesn't come out anyway, but it was a precaution just in case.

I pretended to be a motel cleaner and put a bug under his bed · ·

The problem is that I hear groaning all day.

Mongdu threw his earphones away as if he couldn't stand it.

“She's on the run, right? Looks like you're on vacation after all. ”

A woman and delicious food arrived in his room on time.

I sighed and checked the clock.

“It's time to come. Hang in there."

I saw the letter sent to the service office this morning.

Letter with pictures and VIP party information that only select the best of the best.

Of course, it was sent in the name of the Dalgon.

Jiaying

It was a call from Blackjack.

I went to the convenience store to get something to eat. Why did you call?

“Hello?"

He's the youngest. He's on a road trip with the kids.

“Yep. Got it. ”

On the phone in the blink, we all put earphones on and waited.

Their reaction could alter our operation.

Kung Kung Wuda

The ceiling appears to be shaking.

Maybe he's in a hurry.

Mongdu tunes the radio waves, turning up the sound that Mongdu had reduced.

[sighs]

“Oh, my gosh. ”

I heard the woman's groaning first.

And a small street voice.

Knock, knock.

[Sir, that's the way. This is bad.]

[· · · Fuck. What's going on?]

Songdaegak opens the door, annoyed.

Then the voice of the street became clearer.

[I got a letter from the Dalgon earlier, but I think you should see it for yourself.]

We waited for his reaction, exhaling.

Kwa-kang! Tsk!

[gasps]

Before long, there was a commotion.

The sound of something breaking doesn't stop when I throw it into my hands.

[Sim Mi Young, where is Sim Mi Young?]

[Bro, just calm your nerves for a second · ·]

[You bitch!]

I swallowed a saliva and listened.

If Songdaegak can't resist and runs to Madame, he should be cut off from here.

Boom! Got it!

I can feel the vibrations coming down the ceiling.

As he rarely calms his anger, his paths begin to dry by themselves.

[Sir, calm down, and if he's telling the truth, we have a serious problem. Equity and non-funding for the preemie · ·]

[You were right about that rumor the other day. Bitch. She said, "What nonsense?"]

[I think I've been preparing since I took the kids from the store. A little bit · · ·]

That was a year ago. Aaaaah!]

However, the streetscape's words only persuaded him, rather than silencing his anger.

He doesn't open his mouth anymore if he decides to wait quietly.

A year of treason, by the way.

I think the relationship with Eun-tae is deeper than I thought.

A woman who pulls strings between two mob bosses.

No matter how much I think about it, it's amazing.

In Songdaeg, a grotesque groan was heard even when he pulled out his earphones.

He's getting pissed off.

[Sir, calm down. We still have a chance. Now that we know in advance, we can use our hands.]

[What route?]

[The Dalgon says there's a VIP party the day after tomorrow. Considering the importance of the position, it is likely that she will attend as well.]

The day after tomorrow?

That's it. That's it.

Good riddance!

Mongdu and I nodded, exchanging our eyes.

EP21. Board up, please.

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