The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

[Let's collect the children and sweep them away at once.]

[Phew · · ·]

[The tissue isn't working right now anyway, but we need to catch some strength. After the last night, I've been feeling overwhelmed by the Kuma Pa.]

[Fuck. Seriously · · ·]

Song Dae-ak calmed down with a calm word.

I hear regular breathing or smoking.

[And even if your brother is caught by the police, you have to be alive to figure out the future.]

[That's it.]

[Taking down a VIP party can damage their business and, above all, make an impact. ‘This is how we do it.’ I think it's time to show this.]

[This will definitely interfere with the bastards.]

“You look like a street boss, not a Songdaegak. She's got a great head spin. ”

Mongdu mutters admirably.

I couldn't agree more.

He must be as embarrassed as Songdaegak, but he was as good at picking out profits and threads.

Songdaegak's long-standing organization must have an excellent eye for talent.

From the moon to the street to the bond.

In a way, it is also a power.

[But will Eun-tae come to the party? As soon as the bastards get here, they'll leave.]

This is what we're worried about.

The security experts of Shim Madame will be right.

The Gorgonite incident hit you hard, so you won't be left behind like a human.

Maybe they'll scrape up all the missing ones and bring them to the party.

That's why I was wondering if she would come, probabilistically.

Of course, we only managed to catch Songdaegak, the remnants and customers.

[I'll look into it.]

[Do you have an idea?]

[Know one person attending the VIP. I ask him if he will attend and if he won't come, I will ask him if he can lead me.]

“Madness · · ·”

“Awesome.”

It gives me goosebumps because it's not amazing.

Mongdu and I shaken our heads and hit high fives.

It couldn't be more perfect.

[Do you know anyone? Who?]

[That's the guy I was telling you about. The first time I ever took you to Exodus.]

[Ah, him. Cousin to the boss?]

[Yes, it is.]

“Cousin to the boss? Who is it?”

“Hmm. I see. I don't know.”

I couldn't understand more than half of it because it was a private conversation.

But I don't care.

The whole flow flows as we intended.

[Okay, got it. Get the kids together.]

[Yes. And since the police are keeping an eye on the Kuma Pa, we should hit it as soon as possible and get out.]

Hmm. I can't believe you're going so fast.

You got something special in mind?

I wanted to hear more, but the conversation ended there.

Me and Mongdu texted the team leader who was guarding the drugs.

The walk of Songdae-Evil has been determined.

* * *

Foreign hotel in the heart of Seoul.

As the luxury car stopped at the front door, Bellboy, who was waiting, approached and opened the door.

I turned my head neatly and he paused a little.

It is a familiar reaction.

Even though the skin was rough on hard work, Goji Hoon's appearance did not rust.

It was time for me and Mongdu to get off.

“Hey, young man. ”

Director Kim's anxious look through the rearview mirror.

The hand holding the handle tightly trembles and the shoulder is severely stiffened.

You drove all the way out here like that.

“Drive safely. Thanks for the ride today. ”

“Are you sure you're okay? ”

“Haha. He's worried sick. I'm going to work. ”

“You can't get hurt. ”

I didn't respond to Chief Kim's request.

I just smile and close the car door.

Maybe VIP bodyguards, forks, guavas all at once.

I can't say I won't get hurt.

The car didn't move much after I got off, but left the hotel reluctantly.

Oh, my youngest. Tae-ga's not kidding.

The team leader's voice ringing in my ears.

I look up at the rooftop of the other building.

People who look like matchsticks.

Sniper commandos were standing by, including the team leader.

“You can't see very well. ”

No, there's a lot of light. I can see it from here.

“How's your face? ”

Yeah? Of course. She worked her ass off when she was a fighter. Now it's a water fist.

The team leader was beaten up by the chief yesterday.

Why did you pursue such an important matter without reporting it?

'I think it would be wrong to say,’ a report the captain was looking at flew in.

And what it hit was,

“Welcome. ”

Blackface greets you with a band on your puffy forehead.

The uniform was about to burst due to muscles falling down.

“Hmmm.”

Me and Mongdu pretended not to see him and held back their laughter.

Phew. This is an important moment. We need to focus.

We entered the corridor where the elevators converged across the hotel lobby.

Among them, the elevator leading directly to the top floor of the hotel is located at the back of the hall.

So you're right back where you need to be.

He cared about the top level guests who value privacy.

I think it's reckless.

“Excuse me.”

The guards guarding the corridor stopped us.

The atmosphere is touching because it is a private company.

“Were you invited?”

Me and Mongdu showed a text message on the phone.

They check the contents and bow politely.

“Greetings. Do you need anything?" ”

He gives you a simple mask.

There was no pattern, but the line itself was a nice missing mask.

Me and Mongdu nod and take it.

The guard turns his head to look at the elevator and smiles embarrassingly.

“I'm sorry, I have a guest waiting for the elevator. For privacy reasons I will enter separately. ”

Oh, one privacy thing is awesome.

With a system like this, you can relax and enjoy the party.

After a while, we got on the elevator with the escort.

Zhongdong

“Have a good time. ”

“Well done.”

The higher the number of floors, the wider the night view of Seoul outside the glass.

It's as beautiful as the stars beneath your feet.

I heard the Team Leader's signal.

We're waiting for a trillion strikes just downstairs. Sniper standing by.

And then the blink.

First floor lobby, waiting with the kids. Let's do well without getting knifed.

Mongdu laughs and teases her.

“You have to do well. If you don't want to bleed on the chief. ”

“Ugh. It's horrible just thinking about it. ”

Annoying things · ·

We relaxed with jokes and jokes.

My heart is quivering.

The elevator reached the top floor, and I wore a mask.

The team leader watching us from afar counts the counters.

Three, two. One! Here we go, athletes.

Zhongdong

The door is open.

Changi, the general manager, greeted us at the entrance.

Sneaky smog and restless blinking laser.

You follow the beats into the hall.

Thump, thump.

“Gaaaah!”

“Whoa!”

“Oops · ·”

A small swimming pool carved with Olympus gods.

The drunken man and woman went into rebellion and got tangled.

necessarily a device for circulation.

The faster the blood flows, the faster the medicine will take effect.

Mongdu and I exchanged our eyes and nodded.

“Sounds like fun.”

“Yeah. Let's play nice. ”

Our own party has begun.

From now on, Mongdu is connected to me and the youngest Blackie.

It was a noisy interior, and it was the team leader's instructions to prevent confusion.

The youngest is turning hard to the left.

“Then I'll see you later. ”

“Yes."

The top floor was like a honeycomb with all the spaces connected.

Mongdu lightly greeted me and entered to the right.

I knocked the shirt button twice while moving the other way around.

It meant whether or not the lens was shining well.

Okay, no problem with the screen. But there are too many Smogs.

It's dark and dark, so I think I'm at the fire.

Without lasers and lights, we'd be terrified.

I walked around slowly.

People appeared and disappeared from the smoke as if they were hallucinations.

Men and women hugging each other.

Like Madame Sim said, whether I wore a mask or not, I didn't really care.

Their purpose was in the primitive pleasures.

There were also security concerns everywhere.

It's like dozens of guards running around, and the waiter and the bartender are all in on it.

The youngest. Let's have a look at the table.

Empty tables were filled with bottles and glasses.

I found and picked up a vinyl shell.

Vinyl with the trademark Exodus.

I looked closely and saw traces of white powder.

Sugar or salt?

“I don't know. I didn't get a good look. I think it's sugar. ”

And the brand is exodus? They say it's a luxury sugar brand.

“I see. Hmm. I see not only distribution, but also manufacturing. ”

Just keep walking around. Let's locate Madame Eun-tae and Shim first.

“I understand.”

As I walked through the room, the atmosphere became increasingly filthy.

The appearance of people limping through open doors and syringes lying on the floor.

Crazy bastards. You've lost your mind.

I frowned and picked them up.

The syringe was filled with grains that could not melt.

Hey, isn't he an idol? In the front.

Idol members who are raising the stock price these days.

He must be famous because I don't even know how to watch television.

Blacksmith mutters in a dazzling voice.

Shit · · · I also bought an album this time.

Hmm. So you're involved in the entertainment industry as well as the financial sector.

Smog fades further and further away from the hall.

You see a group talking in the distance near the window.

The woman who stands at the center of people as the host of the party, Shim Ma'am.

And the man guarding it.

“Eun-tae.”

There you are. You're stuck.

I was just checking on their attendance and keeping an eye out.

But I must have come into Sim Dame's eyes.

She tilts her head and starts whispering something to Maeun Tae.

Did you know it was me, even though you were covering your face?

The youngest. Hide in Smog. I think I can see you.

I hid my appearance, but I couldn't hide my body size.

It was so big and sturdy that I didn't think I could see it from afar.

Phew, this is all because of blackouts.

I look normal when I'm next to him.

Eun-tae glanced at me with a slight frown.

It feels like a strange strangeness.

‘Shit. Fucked up. ’

The two continue to whisper something and eventually approach me.

Hey, what do we do?

Blacksmith was embarrassed as well, not knowing what to do.

I don't think the Forks are ready yet.

Ma Eun-tae is getting closer.

I was forced to pick up the bottle next to me.

If you do, you'll have to hit them from this side first.

It was then.

EP22. End of Prepaid Ground

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