The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

EP67. Gyeonggi High School

“Fuck. You're talking like a cop. Give me proof, you son of a bitch. ”

I guess I was ashamed of being hit in front of my friends.

The big guy threw out a chicken and stormed in. A kid who wields his fist with all his might.

But instead of touching me, I couldn't touch it.

I grabbed his head once again.

Crap.

“The proof is this night of honey. Where are you going? ”

“Aah!”

This time, the big guy wrapped his head in reflexes to see if it hurt a bit.

My friends who were standing behind me called out to the child, looking at me.

“Yi, the throat. Let's just go.”

“Oh, I guess his name is throat. ”

I warn you, staring at the horde.

The boy who had fallen on the floor was still not getting up.

“I'm not going anywhere. You're making a man out of him. I know your face and uniform, so don't lose your strength. Line up and write down your name and contact information. ”

I threw them a notebook.

A notebook with a clear Xuanzan Police Station logo on it.

I looked back at my friends thinking about the child I was close to. Kids who look at each other. The atmosphere became tense as if it were spattering.

And in the future,

“Run!”

“Hey! Come with me! ”

“Throat, Throat! ”

On one of the children's signals, the children ran away as if bursting.

I couldn't catch all of them by myself, seeing how there were dozens of them.

Then we need to take down one of the strongest.

I grabbed his collar, his throat.

“Let go of me! ”

He clenched his fist as he resisted roughly.

I turned and dodged and let go of the honeymoon again.

It's said that hawks are medicine.How can this guy keep getting beaten up and still be picky?

Crap.

“Chop this! ”

“Ahhhh!”

“Patience!”

At that time, some friends who were running away looked back in embarrassment.

And then they looked at each other and came at me.

“Shit!"

No, it's not a struggle, it's a hanging.

The children grabbed my arms and legs and stretched them out.

The throat did not look back and left the alley, and I looked at the children who were stranded.

They're not minions to save the General.

How can you sacrifice so much and take away your patience?

“Hey, what are you doing? Yeah, you'll be called back to school tomorrow. ”

“Never mind. Fuck.”

“Shit. I got mugged. ”

The ones who frown and resist me.

And he reached out his palm to me, holding out his notebook as if he had resigned.

“Ballpoint pen.”

Crap.

“Speaking of bitches. Ballpoint pens are for students to carry. ”

The one who breaks his lips with the look of a killer.

I looked up at the kids with my phone.

Towards the end of the alley, towards the dead wall.

“Go over there and stand with your hands up. You guys.”

“Ahh. Fuck."

“Hello? There's a student down here. Yes.”

I spoke to the paramedics and checked on the condition of the fallen child.

A torn uniform, garbage and dust.

The puffy face was covered in blood.

“Hiya · ·”

Things are worse than I thought.

I looked back at the children, grinding their teeth.

Those bastards are leaning against the wall. I was only looking at my eyes.

“You bastards! Don't you write it down quickly? ”

“Ha.”

“Hey, do you have a pen? ”

The little boy lay on his back and rolled his eyes to see if he had no strength to move.

Fear and shame. Relief and despair.

I took off my coat and covered her face.

And he added a call to the 119 phone that was about to hang up.

“The police car, too. Yes, please come quickly. ”

And then a few minutes later,

Police and ambulance have arrived at the alley entrance.

The victim's child was loaded on a gurney, and the four perpetrators' children were in a police car.

The police who recognized me said hello lightly.

“Isn't this Lord Goo Ji-hoon? ”

“Yes, well done. ”

“What's this · · ·”

“It's been a long time since I've been home and I've had sex in the alley. There are a lot of runaways besides these kids. Among them, the lead student is" throat. "”

The police listened to me and wrote information on the notebook.

“Your child seems to be in serious condition. Take care of them.”

“Don't worry. ”

I sighed as I picked up the chicken lying flat on the floor.

I see you skipped football today. At that time, the paramedic showed his face.

“There are no patients here, no guardians. Would anyone like to come with us? ”

“No guardian? ”

The paramedics tilted their heads when I asked them again.

“That's what they say for now. Do you have a reporter? Will you come with me?”

I scratched my head and looked down at the chicken.

Yeah, I skipped the rest of the day anyway.

I nodded gladly.

“Yes, I'll go. ”

* * *

The E.R.

While the child was being treated, I spoke to the doctor.

The doctor looked at the chart and looked at me.

“You said police? ”

“Yes, it is. ”

“What is the case? Is it child abuse?”

“No, school violence. ”

“School violence? In a garage? ”

“The wind and the uniform? ”

“Yes, there's a big one around here. I thought it was a trouble-free school. It's a big one this time. Tsk.”

I asked him about his condition.

The doctor frowns and shakes his head.

“No place is sacred. Lots of old wounds. It's tobacco bread, it's cuts, and it's too much for kids. ”

“How are you doing? Do I need surgery?"

“No, I need to run more tests, but luckily, there's no internal injuries. I think we just need to fix the broken left arm. Oh, wait a minute. ”

The doctor checks the pager and leaves.

I opened the curtain around the bed and approached the child.

A child turning his head without a face.

The name tag reads, "Pearl."

“Are you feeling better? ”

I gave clean patient clothes to prestige.

“Put these on, get some rest. ”

“· · · Thank you. ”

The voice of a child I barely heard. It was like rusty iron.

I took a chair and sat next to the child. And I asked carefully.

“Don't you have a guardian to call? It's a big case. I need a guardian. ”

My reputation only wriggled in my patient's clothes.

Then I hesitated for a long time and opened my mouth.

“I have a grandmother. ”

“Grandma? Give me your number. I'll call you instead. ”

“By the way, you can't hear me on the phone. You're uncomfortable with your behavior. If you know I'm like this · ·”

Ah. I think I know what's going on.

You must be very old. I don't know what will happen if I'm shocked.

I nodded at the child's shoulders.

“I get it. Then I'll go talk to him myself. I need someone to stay here for a while. Is the teacher okay? ”

A word to ask if you're trustworthy.

It was a matter of intimacy that I was with my child, even though I would be contacted anyway.

He pondered his reputation and handed over his cell phone.

It means you can call it.

“Yes. Rest well. ”

I left the emergency room with her cell phone.

Tiritiri

A woman's voice is heard after a few calls.

Uh, it's a masterpiece.

A loving name. It is a voice that is trustworthy.

“Hello, I'm Inspector Ko Ji-hoon from the Xuan Police Department. You're the keynote teacher, right? ”

Yeah, it is. What's the matter? This is a prestigious mobile phone · ·

I briefly explained what had happened.

Calmly listen to me. And I replied as if I knew.

Please wait there for a moment. It's close to a famous house. I'll talk to my grandmother and then I'll come to you.

Nice and clean.

I hung up after answering yes.

* * *

Sitting in front of the E.R., I see a woman from a distance.

The hair tied together was a mess, whether it was urgent. I called her up.

“Hey, prestige teacher? ”

“Ah! Yes! I'm a wearer.”

The young teacher nodded in surprise.

She follows me into the E.R. and finds the inscription.

The teacher soon recognizes the child and runs cold.

“Good fortune!”

Then he hugs and starts crying.

“You okay? What's going on · ·”

“Teacher · · ·”

Tears pour out according to the prestige.

After consoling each other, the two of them greeted me standing still.

“Thank you. I'll stay with you from now on. Thank you so much."

“Oh, yes. I've received your case, so please proceed accordingly. I've explained the situation to the police who handed over the perpetrators' children. Here, your phone number. ”

I encouraged them by giving them one of my cards.

“Let me know if there's anything I can do to help, or if the case is closed. ”

“Thank you.”

The prestige and teacher made an elongated head toward me.

I left you two alone and left the E.R.

The night was so deep, it was almost midnight.

* * *

And a week later.

I spent every day writing the Minutemen's Orders like never before.

Blacks and Mongdu were also sitting in front of the computer, dazzling.

Bloop.

The office door was opened and the team leader came in.

And she called out to me, tilting her head as if something was wrong.

“Youngest. You ever catch a kid the other day? ”

“Yes? Kids? What kids?”

“Everywhere, rich kids. ”

It reminded me of a memory I forgot.

I confirmed it with my hands down on the keyboard.

“Oh, I did. A week ago, I picked up an alley and handed it over. ”

“Then the perpetrator's guardian called it in. I don't know where you're from, so I just got a report that you're a good-looking cop in Ko Ji-hoon. ”

The silent smile burst into laughter.

“Ouch. My youngest was handsome. How many times do you have to tell me to calm down? Did you have a hansavari?”

I frowned and clasped my arms.

“No, I just gave her some honey balms to resist. ”

The team leader raised his hand in a way that was not a big deal.

“Just know that's what you're getting at. I don't think it's a big deal. I just cut it from the top. ”

“· · Yes. I understand.”

That's what I said, but I'm kind of embarrassed.

What did these guys do right by the police?

I put a call in to the police who handed over the case at the time with a cell phone.

Hello? Hello?

“Hello, I'm Inspector Ko Ji-hoon. ”

Oh, yeah. What are you doing here?

“Why was there a rich and violent incident last week? I was wondering if it was going well. ”

Well, that went well. I thought the victim's side settled things smoothly.

A deal?

I waited for the police to continue.

But if that was all, the police didn't break the silence.

Chief?

“Ah · · · I get it. I'll be in touch.”

What, are we gonna blow this case?

Mongdu looked at me, wondering if I felt an unusual energy.

“What's the matter? Is it because of the sobriety report? Don't worry too much. ”

“No, that's not it · ·”

I checked my calendar.

Monday.

“Brothers, can I take tomorrow off? ”

“Huh? Yeah. We were supposed to use weekdays anyway. ”

“Then I'll do it this weekend! ”

“Ahjussi! There's no order to come, but there's no order to go. Rock and roll.”

The team leader asked me while Mongdu and Blacksmith were arguing.

“But why tomorrow? Are you working?”

I was bold.

“It's no big deal, a school trip. ”

* * *

Gyeonggi High School.

The school is about thirty minutes by bus from the Xuan Police Station.

The school was quiet whether it was class time or not.

“May I help you? ”

The guard stops me from entering the front door.

I showed him my police ID.

“It's no big deal, I'm just checking in. Where is the office?”

“You can go to the main house on this floor. ”

The building was fairly old.

In a good way, the history looked very deep, and in a bad way, it sucked.

I slowly climbed the stairs.

There was a long corridor, and on the right was a row of third-grade classrooms.

I could barely hear the teacher's voice during the class.

The teacher's office looks to the left.

However, there was a desk in the hallway.

It's like punishing a student.

No, but the person sitting there was not a student.

“Ms. Yō-jin? ”

You're sitting at a desk in the hallway scoring. It was a meeting of prestige.

She looked at me surprised.

“What are you doing here? ”

“· · I was just wondering how things were going. You haven't called. What are you doing here? ”

“Ahh · ·”

She blushes.

The desk in the hallway and the teacher who works there.

Why the fuck would you take your desk out of this fucking school?

I urged her with a firm face.

“Can I talk to you for a second? ”

EP67. High School Graduate

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