The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

One incident, multiple victims.

“You became a cop. ”

Yuna's father went inside, and Iron and I moved out.

A voice of joy and bitterness. I gave him a cigarette.

“Do you want one? ”

“No, I'm done. Yuna hates it.”

“Oh, I see. ”

I can't get my hands on it in front of the guy who said he hung up.

I shoved a cigarette in my pocket and it was a horse.

“How have you been? Did you quit the pizza place?”

I said iron smiled faintly.

“I really wanted to see you. The two million won you gave me back then, it changed my life. ”

“· · · That's good. ”

“I've been thinking about it for a few days. I couldn't leave because it was a long place to work. I knew it was an opportunity with my head, but it wasn't easy to do. The boss was suddenly kind enough to hold it. ”

Sneaky boss.

Iron, me, and much less than the lowest cost of slavery.

It must have hurt my stomach to let you go.

“But I finally came out. Money was so weird, I had the courage to hold it in my hand. ”

“Haha. That's right. There are times. ”

“And I went to the university that I had given up. I went to college well with the money you gave me. It's a university, where I met Yuna. It's a neighborhood close by, so I got to know it easily. ”

Automatic and manual.

It was a very different neighborhood, but close to one of the borders.

“Thank you."

Iron looked at me and slowly bowed his head.

Sincerely, very devoutly and politely.

A gesture of gratitude to the best of your ability.

“It's all thanks to you. It's because I fulfilled my dream of giving up in life, and because I met the first person I loved. ”

I gently clasped his shoulders, and the more I did, the more his body slowly trembled.

All the memories that had been there seemed to pass through my mind.

“Audit · · · ugh · · ·"

First love, then the sudden death of a lover. I can't even imagine the shock.

Plus · · · I am well aware. Because he and I lived the same life.

I wonder how much I longed for love in my life as an orphan.

It would have been the first blessing I had in my life.

“If only there was a slight misunderstanding. Just a minute is fine. ”

What can I say to comfort you?

I could only listen to his cry.

Iron took a deep breath and calmed himself down. And he asked me like he was talking to himself.

“The fallen survived. ”

“He's in intensive care. He hasn't regained consciousness. ”

Iron dropped both his fists in silence.

My anger grows as if it were about to burst.

It was intense enough to feel even for me by my side.

His gaze was toward the hospital, beside the funeral home.

We were in an ambulance together, but someone died and someone lived.

He chewed his lips well.

“You okay?"

Iron Nose nodding upside down at my question.

He closes his bloodshot eyes and squeezes.

“I'm sorry, I'm going to go in now. I've been away for a while, so · ·”

“Oh, wait a minute. Here's my number. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help. ”

“Thank you, but I don't think that's going to happen. I already received it once · ·”

Iron Yong grinned bitterly with my business card.

I felt a strange feeling as I watched him go in the back.

He's the same person I was in my past life. I want him to have a smooth and happy life.

A life where you don't twist and twist and die like me.

* * *

The next day, the office of the Suan Police Station.

I came to work at a glance.

It's because my heart felt empty because of what happened yesterday.

I couldn't even go to the officetel where the seawater lived.

“Hey, what's up? ”

Blacksmith greets me as soon as I open the door.

Team Leader and Mongdu were nowhere to be found.

It looks just like yesterday, but something was much heavier.

I put my coat on the chair and greeted him.

“Good morning. ”

“Good morning. How come there's no margaritas? ”

“No, just a little."

A whiteboard with an eye-catching, somewhat confusing wall.

There was a large area full of portraits and data attached.

“What's all this? ”

In the center, there was a picture of a woman.

“Uh. Hanyeo. A woman who tried to kill herself. ”

Blacksmith replied confidently, organizing the data.

Hmm. It feels strange. Something was definitely going wrong.

If it was just a suicide, there wouldn't be this much to go on.

Blackface notices my expression and shakes his head excitedly.

“It's a little more complicated than I thought. Mongdu and his big brother will come soon · ·”

Bloop.

Before I finished talking, Mongdu walked in with the door open. Nice timing.

“You're the youngest. Good morning. Take this. ”

In Mongdu's arms, there were heaps of reports of investigations and investigations taking place.

I took the documents from Mongdu and put them on my desk.

“Did you get in okay last night? You met the victims' families, right? ”

“Yes, Song Yuna was a neighbor and had a one-way meal. There's nothing else. It looks like an accident. ”

“Yes. It happens very rarely. ”

“But what's on the whiteboard? Isn't this a suicide? ”

“Suicide is right, but it's a little awkward. ”

Mongdu finished pasting his portrait onto the whiteboard.

A photograph of each part of the human body.

There were bruises and tears, as well as cuts of flesh.

I frowned and asked.

“Is this Han Ye-So's body? ”

“I knew the surgeon who scrubbed in. Look at this. Something wrong? ”

I took a closer look at where Mongdu was taken.

Near the midline of the chest and navel. I saw traces about the size of two fingers.

Marks that are vague but clearly recognizable.

“Those are knife marks, aren't they?”

“It's been a while since I've seen her in pain, but she hasn't operated on her family. ”

“And this is another picture. ”

The other scar on the side.

This time, it wasn't just a cut painted on a date, it was shaped.

Impossible to identify what was written because of the cracked skin.

However, it was quite similar to the letter W.

“I'm not a gangster, and I don't deserve to come out of an ordinary college student. ”

I don't know about tattoos, but it wasn't usually written on paper.

The blink went back through the report and was a hint.

“There's a phone and computer recovery log at dawn. Computers were nothing special, and the problem was cell phones. ”

I swiped the paper urgently.

Texting and call logs are subtracted.

Since it was so large, Mongdu only checked the area with a fluorescent pen in advance.

Most of the texts were unanswered, but the content was unusual.

“Replacement · · ·"

Humiliation, coercive speech, intimidation · ·

Among them, the notable ones were:

[You looked like a dog today. I'm looking at it, and I'm pissed off, and I'm looking at it.

[Just spit it out. I'm gonna put the same knife marks on your belly. Girl's knife bread?

[Oh dear. What you said last time. 'That' is actually a good shot blah blah blah.]

And the last letter.

It was on the day Han Ye Seo committed suicide.

[Don't frown. Go out and search. Bitch.]

Blackface scratched his chin and said.

I can't seem to define the relationship between the two.

“This is weird. Han Ye only got texts. She barely replied. I want to stalk him, but there's no objection at all. ”

For normal stalking, it was normal to report or stop responding.

However, Han Ye Seo just quietly received insults and insults.

Mongdu folds his arms and doubts.

“And I care most about texting a week ago. I don't know what that is. From the looks of it, it triggered a suicide. ”

I checked the caller's number.

0108711 · · · Whoever it is must have provided the cause for the incident.

“Did you get an ID on this guy? ”

“It's dawn yet. I put an ID check on the carrier, but there's no answer. The phone is off.”

I slowly examined the text.

And one word that caught my eye.

“You're calling your father ‘sir’ here in Hanzo. ”

It was strange.

“If we don't usually have a family reunion, why don't we just call them ‘Father’ or 'Mother’ or ‘Parents’? ”

“Yes, usually · · ·”

Mongdu nodded and said as if he knew.

“He's related to his father. Let's call him right now and ask. Do you know who this number is? ”

When the blackout lifts the phone,

Bloop.

The team leader came in with the office door open.

And he waved the paper in his hand and instructed us.

“Hanzo's awake. Go to the hospital and get a doctor's note and a statement. ”

I blinked at each other, blinking.

“Oh, okay. ”

“That's great. I'll ask him myself. ”

* * *

Intensive care unit at the world's first hospital.

The couch in front of the waiting room was lined up with guardians because of the limited visitation.

Blackie and I came to the lobby and confronted Hanzo's father.

“Hey · · ·”

He twitches his hands in a rather awkward manner.

A life was lost because of his daughter. You must feel like a sinner.

I swallowed a sigh and spoke first.

“How's your daughter doing? ”

“The doctor said the surgery went very well. No bleeding in the abdomen and brain · ·”

I cut off the back of my horse, but I knew what it meant.

A situation that can't even be comforted.

An awkward stream flows through the air, and Blacksmith comes to the point.

“Father, do you know this phone number? 0108711 · ·”

“8711? That's your number. ”

“Young master?”

Suddenly, my body flinched with the title.

He's always called Young Master Kim. I don't know how he reacts.

“I'm working on the driver. It's been a long time. It's the same age as my kid, so I used to stick together as a kid. although the cursor is wishing for it. ”

Oh, shit.

Blackface and I look embarrassed.

Han Ye's father looked behind us.

“There he is. When I heard the arraignment was awake, I decided to visit today. ”

Turning back, there is a lively man walking towards us.

Tidy hair and tidy clothes. A man with a nice soft look.

It was an image that did not match text messages at all.

“Sir, what are you doing here? ”

“Young Master, are you here? I just need a minute from the police department. ”

Blackjack showed him his ID and said:

“Excuse me. What's your name? ”

The man smiles as if he had anticipated.

Crazy bastard. It looked like it was the devil's laugh to me.

“I'm Jo Tae-woo.”

EP51. One incident, multiple victims terminated.

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