EP66.
I just need to hear my voice.
Chief Kim smiles as if a clown is about to ascend.
I turned my back on the team and the reporter I was interviewing.
Then I smiled and said hello.
“Bonjour.”
Where are you?
“I'm at work, but you can talk on the phone. But aren't you having breakfast? ”
I called you as soon as I opened my eyes. We need to move fast. There's so much to see, it's driving me crazy. Young Master, thank you so much!
Oh, my goodness. You're soaking wet.
You hear a woman's voice faint behind you.
"Young Master, thank you! ’Maybe it's Chairman Kim's girlfriend.
I grabbed a coffee and asked.
“Yes, I see you've been so busy, and you've done something for me. ”
Of course. I went to the address you sent me.
The family of the royal family in France.
As we solved the birthplace, the misfortunes of the Great Pit exploded together.
They did not return to their home country, but only requested the return of the bodies in France.
It's a small village outside of Paris, France. Living with babies decorating houses.
“Yes, go ahead. ”
I left, but I ran into the first one. He had a bag in his hand. He was at school. So I'm very happy to say hello to the police like you asked me to. Did you send it?
Wait a minute. The horse's nuances are a little subtle.
Director Kim added, "Did you notice my question?"
Didn't you say the detective was dead?
“I did.”
But they didn't even know their father was dead.
I began to think, chewing the paper cup.
You didn't tell her because you were afraid she might shock the kids?
“So?”
First of all, I'm a little confused, and I found your wife. I was worried about the weekday, but luckily, he was home.
“Good timing. Or not. ”
Oh, is that so? Anyway, I'm Detective Wang Ong-gu's partner. I'm sorry about this. The detective made a mistake like that, but you don't usually know anything. And I asked her,
It was exactly what I wrote to Chairman Kim.
You recited every word correctly.
Your wife said that Wang Onggi suddenly brought up his study abroad a few years ago. He's got a rough feeling about it. Not a good thing, Hahn. But I got on an airplane with my eyes closed because it was my husband's job and he was struggling with his life.
Years ago.
On the scale of the aftermath, the murder of the sea water was clear.
“Anything else? ”
Speaking of kids, he didn't tell me it wasn't a good thing that he died. I don't know anything else. She lived on her husband's payroll. That's the end of it.
This doesn't mean you sent Chairman Kim to France. I rolled my head in silence.
“Damn it.”
I scratched my head.
At that time, Chairman Kim gave a light elasticity as if he had forgotten.
Oh, right. I came out of town, and I stopped by the park. A local boy told me a strange story.
“A child? What child? ”
They're not the Asians I saw last time. It was a small town, and the only Asian people were the royal family. A guest, I'd say. Anyway, they came to me once.
“How did you know that? ”
I was genuinely curious.
How can you get such information in the French countryside and not in the Korean countryside? And from a young child. Director Kim replied with a proud voice.
In fact, my girlfriend is a curator, so I have a deep connection to France.
Wow. That's cool.
Chief Kim was not important, his girlfriend was important. Nice of you to spend it with me.
“What kind of Asians? ”
“The men with tattoos on their palms." ”
My heart thumped and sank.
The one with the tattoo, the one who killed me.
I thought he was the only one with a tattoo.
You're completely mistaken.
They're organized.
I grabbed my phone with a slightly trembling hand.
“When did you get here? What did he come to see you about?”
When · · · 5 months ago? Five months?
Chief Kim asked the girl next to him if he was confused.
Five months ago, not long after Wang Meng died.
Director Kim said as if he felt sorry for him.
I don't even know what he said. How the hell does a local kid know that?
“Of course.”
So I was going to go back and ask. Who are the tattooed men? But in the meantime, I was out with the kids. I will never go on a carefree mission.
Chairman Kim blabbed in an excuse to hear me nag.
I don't know. Where'd he go? I don't think so.
“No, you did good. You don't have to go that way anymore. ”
They're probably already keeping a liver for Mrs. Wang Ong-gu.
The closer you get, the harder it will be for you.
So we're done with the errands?
“Yes, have fun with the rest of your schedule. ”
Yay! Thank you.
Director Kim smiled with a cheer.
I'll buy you a present, young lady.
“Okay, take care and have a good day. ”
After the call with Director Kim, I leaned against the vending machine.
It was clear that Wang Onggi had some sort of relationship with the creature who was trying to cover up the seawater murder.
However, it was unexpected that that kind of force was in the form of an "organization."
“Hahaha! Journalist! ”
The team leader's laugh bursts.
Turning around, he scratches his head.
He must have heard some strange compliments.
Reporters continued to conscious of me, asking one question at a time.
“So, what did you do? ”
“We took him down! We cops don't give in to Sashimi knives. Oh, shit! ”
“Oh!”
“That's more than fifty dollars. Ahem.”
The team leader vomited the heat next to him, not to mention the blackouts.
I tried to boost my self-esteem, but it looks like you're enjoying piercing the sky.
One reporter caught my eye then.
I saw a reporter with a new teaser.
“Ouch! You're amazing! ”
Skills that keep great reactions and next conversations going.
And most of all, check me out openly.
He's desperate to win an exclusive interview.
Mongdu didn't even show up first.
“Huh? Youngest? Where are you going?”
I was surprised to call to enter the annex.
Looks like the journalists have sharp eyes in the back of their heads.
I laughed and went inside Huddak.
“I'll finish the paperwork. Come back later. ”
The atmosphere is much calmer than when you went to the chief's office.
Looks like they moved a lot of them to the detective's building.
Well, there's a special investigative unit out there.
“Hello?”
“Why did you go up first? Let's do an interview. ”
“Hehe. Never mind. Tell them to do that. ”
Mongdu shakes his hand and smiles.
He yawns, rubbing his tired eyes.
“When you finish this, you'll get some time off, right? ”
“Of course. I'd like a good night's sleep. ”
“When are you going to use it? Do you mind if I take the weekend off? ”
Mongdu checked his calendar and asked.
It was difficult for every team member to rest at once, even if it was a reward vacation.
The last award holidays were intertwined with promotions, and we all rested together.
Usually I had to take shifts between on-call and non-on-call people.
“I don't care. You're making an appointment for the weekend? ”
“Yeah. You and your girlfriend make some. All the time, you're either looking at a dull cop or a murderer. ”
While Mongdu was nagging, he thanked me for the drink.
“Then I'll rest on weekdays. ”
“Yes. You and Blackie can decide. ”
“Yep.”
And he and I focused on getting the paperwork back.
As the sun slowly sets, it becomes night.
Everyone went home from work.
Blackouts stood up stretching.
“Come on. Let's break up, then. ”
“Hey, let's disappear. ”
“Great. We'll dig early today, what we have to do tomorrow anyway. ”
The team leader also said while closing his laptop.
How long has it been since you've been home?
All I could do was stay in my office all night every day or come home in the morning.
“Then I'll go, too. See you tomorrow!”
* * *
Residential streets close to the police station.
I have lived for almost a year, but I am still unfamiliar with it.
For me, home was just a place for sleeping and washing.
So I packed the chicken in the chicken house I had seen for a long time.
‘I'm gonna have a beer and a soccer game. ’
I thought a little happiness was like this.
Few moments of being reborn and thankful.
By the way, the alley to the house.
I noticed a strange movement and stopped walking.
“I don't give a fuck. ”
“That bastard is still unconscious. Kicked him in the head. ”
“Oh, you imagined it. Opening accusations.”
A dark alley with dozens of children.
A lumpy cloud that rises under the streetlight.
I feel like I'm leaking gas.
I slowly approached you.
It wasn't just the students gathering to smoke.
A shape caught in my eyes.
What surrounded the children was a boy lying on the floor.
“Hey!"
I screamed.
He was wearing a uniform and smoking cigarettes on his mouth.
They stared at me with arrogance.
“Us?”
“Who else is here besides you? ”
I told them that their movements were unusual.
Several large children came forward, and the children behind gathered to block the child's vision of falling down.
“Mister, just go. Shit. I can't even afford a cigarette. ”
“I don't care if you smoke or not. Okay, get out of the way. Who's down there? ”
As I approached, the boy came close to me like a taunt.
“Just get out of here. Fuck. You think we look like dicks just because I say something respectful? ”
The nameplate was torn off in a seemingly exploding uniform.
“How sick will it be when you get older and get beaten up by your kids? ”
“Kick, Kick. Asshole. Enough with the vocal mimicry. ”
“Oh, why? Is it really the same?”
“Hey, that guy's scared. ”
They split up and threw cigarette butts at me.
I glanced at them with a stiff face.
It's a familiar uniform, but I can't figure out where the school uniform is just by looking at the police stations.
The big guy shoved his head into my chest.
“Mister. We lost our cigarettes because of you, so pay for your cigarettes. Is that a chicken? I'd like some of that, too. It's a useful food for growing sprouts. ”
“Pig. Why didn't the chicken say something? ”
I saw a man collapse between the children's legs.
Looks about the same age. You don't look so good.
I tried to call an ambulance with my cell phone.
Then the big guy reached out and took my phone.
“Where are you going? Are you going to call the police? ”
Per hundred million
I crush his face with a chicken.
“Let's see, let's see. These young bastards · ·"
“Hey! You okay? You son of a bitch! ”
“Let's make it pretty. What's that growing sprout mouth of yours? ”
I raise my fist and put down one of the big heads.
Crap.
“Cops. This guy's a cop. ”
EP66, you're done.
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