The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

I was unlucky.

The guy from the Busan Police Department.

The team leader holds his hand.

“It's a Seogangnam. It's called Doo-Seong, not the name · ·”

“Two wins?”

Seo Gang Chan said, looking at the two winners who were in a battle with Blacksmith.

In the meantime, they were blabbering something like they were dead men.

I think it's a workout story by gesture.

“A two-legged beast. ”

“Aha.”

We nod, convincing. There was a reason it fits well with blacks.

Anyway, it's time to reveal our affiliation. The team leader said:

“We're from Suan Goo, Seoul. ”

“Xuan? That's the team.”

Kang Chan and his team panicked. It's like seeing a celebrity.

“Special Investigation Squad. It was so good that it was rebuilt into the department. ”

“Yes! There it is! ”

“That's where you solved the kidnapping, right? Amazing. I was surprised to see the news. ”

Their compliments made the team leader's ears flutter. Mongdu scratched his chin as well.

“Somehow, I didn't think I'd see any of the clowns in Seoul. You got picked off the water. I mean, how can you ignore anything other than the headline this year? Kee. It's really nice to meet you. ”

We shook hands as we turned around.

Kang Chan burst out an elongated smile about what was so exciting.

And cocktails for us.

“I heard there's a drink after the privilege. Let's have a proper drink there. Cocktails have an unusual vibe. I have to do this with my wife, but I can't stand it because it's so good to see you! ”

Very pleasant people. We raised a cocktail glass instead of soju.

They were talking to us, talking to us.

Then Blackie and Doo Seung Yi came to Parasol after finishing the exercise.

I didn't have much to ask if I had already figured out the situation.

“Ugh.”

He grabs his stomach and falls over the sunbeds.

Even a little moaning.

When we looked surprised, Kang Chan raised his hand.

With the expression that it's nothing.

“It's okay. It's okay. He's hungry. ”

“Brother, I know. I'm starving. Let's hit a bowl of rice before we go inside. ”

Kang said, checking the watch.

Then I took the cocktail out of my mouth and stood up.

“Then we'll feed him, and then we'll go inside. I'll see you later.”

“Yes, of course. ”

A team of Busan miners leaves the pool with two victories.

Blacks standing still. The team leader asked for him.

“Aren't you hungry? Aren't you tired?”

“Huh? Me? We're going around again. ”

Then he loosened up and jumped back into the water.

The team leader clenches his tongue while sipping a drink.

The word "one lap" became colorless, and his swim continued until he entered the Special Forces.

* * *

The hotel's seminar room, with tables and chairs lined up.

It's like a university classroom.

“Long time no see.”

“Your face is better. ”

“I saw the news the other day. You did the right thing. ”

It looked like there were about 50 people there.

There were 17 local police departments across the country, but they were much fewer elected as regional representatives.

They greeted each other naturally to see if they had a face.

We moved into the back seat. Blackjack falls over the desk.

“Ahh. This is going to be hard. ”

You sound like you're going to suffocate. A dried-up drop falls from the tip of his head. I couldn't even dry my hair while washing my face.

Mongdu picks the chocolate out of his pocket and hands it to him.

“Don't fall on the ledge, charge the sugar. ”

“When, Thanksgiving · ·”

A group of Busan investigators were spotted in front of you.

Precisely because of the size of two victories.

It was just after 6: 00. Isara pulls in the professor's wheelchair.

Pyeongjoo seemed happy to be excited by the long lecture.

The privilege was quite beneficial.

Basic psychological structure of the unsub and useful tips for use in the field.

For example, if you're chasing a perpetrator in an alley and you miss him, you're more likely to go right than left. Or, when the unsub's lies were suspected, it was a suggestion to take a closer look at his eyebrows.

They were all rolling and rolling in the field, so it was in a meeting format rather than a detailed lecture. I turn my head to the side.

“Grrrgh.”

“Puh-huh-huh.”

Team Leader and Blackie are falling asleep. And dream of taking notes hard.

Every time they slept, we took a lecture slapping their sides.

“Brothers, get up. It's over.”

I opened my eyes to Mongdu's words.

Moisturized saliva in the mouth. I frowned and handed him a paper towel.

“Hehe. I haven't slept in a long time. ”

“Me too. Haha. There's a reason the students go to school and tighten. Sleep, sleep! ”

The two chuckle and turn their heads, sparkling their eyes. The time has come that I truly desire.

“So, shall we go for a drink? ”

“You have to eat! I'm hungry.”

A restaurant right next to the hotel.

More than fifty detectives gathered for a drink. I'll take soju in a spicy bath.

It seemed like everyone with their faces was sitting together.

The Busan miners, who are already in place, raise their hands and call out to us.

“Have a seat here. ”

“Welcome. Two bottles of soju! ”

As empty bottles pile up on the floor, spicy seaweed soup begins to settle down.

More than half of the detectives went up to the hotel room drunk.

“I'm tall. So? He just took the damn stun gun? In the penis?"

“My youngest! Suan Valbari! Just Ike. ”

“Kuhahaha! It's true. ”

“Another drink! Have another drink. ”

The drunken Mongdu and his team leader talked about the cases that had been solved like heroes.

Everyone seemed happy about the reunion they had enjoyed for a long time. The clown was sick because he laughed so much. As the sun sets, the sun sets over the sea.

Isara, who doesn't drink, took Mongdu and his team leader up to the lodge.

All that's left is me and Blackie. And a compliment and two victories.

The mistress tidied up the dishes and yelled at us.

Looks like it's time to close the door.

“Are you guys still okay? Should we go to the second car?”

“Secondary is good. Are you okay? ”

I nodded and stood up.

I don't get drunk strangely. He's lucid.

Just to make you feel better?

We left the restaurant and walked to the beach.

I couldn't find a decent bar, perhaps because it was too late.

“How's it going over there? ”

Where Doo Seung Yi pointed, there was a livery store that hit the ceiling with a tent.

A sign that's all out of color because it can't rust.

In front of it was a piece of paper that only sells stir-fried meat.

“Great! A single menu. Smells like craftsmanship. ”

It seemed like only the natives would come to know.

Blacksmith raises his arm on his shoulder.

“You two go in there first. We're gonna go to the bathroom. ”

Then I enter the bathroom in the next building.

Kang Chan and I opened the restaurant door.

The smell of swollen meat. The gray-haired grandmother came up with a long mouth.

“What can I get you? ”

“I'd like four stir-fried beef and soju, please. ”

“Please wait a moment. ”

While I was getting drunk, my grandmother took out soju with the sweets first.

A couple of young couples inside the store, except us.

And a crowd of noisy men sat down.

People whispering at each other with cell phones.

The foam you're touching is not unusual.

“Ah! Cocoa. Thank you for the hundred moonlights. I'll work hard.”

“Today, Anju is stir-fried meat here. It's a single dish, and I'm going to eat it, and I'm going to unroll it when I'm in prison today. After we're done, here we go, hunting hot guys by the beach! ”

Me and Kang Chan stared at them.

There's something strange going on.

“Oh. When was that? Half a year ago.”

A compliment followed me to Soju.

“When I dealt with the midshipmen. ”

“It's half-year-old for brokerage. ”

Time has already passed.

Me and him smashed the glass.

“The native children who were connected to them at that time are the Celestial Dragons? ”

“Yes, it was originally a guavas, but after I got rid of it, I got a new medium medium medium. ”

“Yuyuan Gil was executed immediately, but strangely, the public boys couldn't catch the Celestial Dragons. ”

He takes a sip of soju at once. Maybe it's his habit.

I've never seen him drink it. I was his word.

“When I gave you the information, you said no. I had a kid holding it on the quadou side. Well, he's probably sleeping on his back in prison right now. ”

“The Celestial Dragons. We've received word that the ship has turned towards Busan because of the blockage on Incheon. ”

“Is that so?"

Grandma brought me stir-fried meat.

Hot steam rises to the top, and fresh waves rise to the top.

I listened to a compliment while eating a piece of meat.

“We're trying to figure it out, but I can't see their tails once they're burned. So I thought I'd let you know if I knew anything. ”

“Hmm. We only deal with middlemen. I don't know about the Celestial Dragons. ”

He and I met again for a drink.

“Do you have any sauce?"

“Kee! Cocoa! Another hundred moon balloons! Thank you!”

A man so loud that our words are cut off.

When the grandmother approaches and asks you to be quiet, she frowns.

“Oh dear. Grandma. We're on the air. I mean, don't talk to me. ”

“But you still have other guests · ·”

The man and his group pick up the camera and begin filming the view of the restaurant.

As the lens angles were subtly pointed towards us, I put deep pressure on the hat.

Kang Chan flinches at you.

“There are all sorts of people these days. Like a private broadcast. ”

“Well, I don't really see it. Would you like another drink? ”

“Great. Anyway, the Celestial Dragon Festival · ·”

“500 Moon Balloons! All right, mission accomplished. Hurry up and shoot me!”

The crowd's commotion leaves you speechless.

He and I continued to drink, laughing nonsense. It's probably a holiday commotion. The moon is bright, the drinks are good. It might be a bit of a commotion to have fun.

“By the way, why aren't you two here? It's right next to the bathroom. ”

“I know. You're not drunk and asleep. ”

“Haha. No way. ”

“Moon balloon wife, wife, thousand! Arigato, thank you so much. Mercy! Cocoa. I'm going to live like this. Hehehe. Oh, shit! is!”

He shakes his head at the camera.

Kang Chan and I looked at him as if we were watching a circus.

The man looks at the screen and frowns as if it were embarrassing.

“Ah Cocoa. It protects what I have to do, no matter how much money I live and die! Former Yangon Fire Fist! It's a man!”

Then a friend next to him stabs him.

“Hey, the moon balloon keeps popping. Are you sure you don't want to do this? It's already 5,000. If it works, they'll shoot more. Let's go.”

“Shit.”

The man lowers his head as if contemplating, then nods vigorously.

And he whispers to the camera.

“Yes, viewers. One moment please. In the meantime, like, recommend, subscribe! Tap!”

And then they talk about something else.

Me and Kang Chan tried hard to ignore them, but things just blew up.

“Grandma! Wait! ”

The man pointed at his grandmother with an arrogant tone.

A grandmother who was embarrassed by the sudden call.

Carefully approach the apron with your hands wiped.

“What · ·”

“What is this place? What's with the hair? ”

The man put a long piece of hair in front of his grandmother.

Kang Chan put down his chopsticks and watched them.

I also drank half a soju at once.

“This is not our hair. ”

“Or whose hair is it? ”

The old woman kept her mouth shut for a moment.

I know it's hard to see, but it seems to be tolerated by the guests around me.

“I'm filming this right now. Grandma, do you want to ruin the business? We've got over 2,000 hits in Dalfrica! Huh! Two thousand people are watching! ”

“Hehe. Hey. Wait, there's a thousand moons blowing again. ”

The man shouted louder at his friend's words.

The more I did, the harder my face became.

“I can't pay for this! You don't have to apologize! What if I say no? Grandma!”

“Then what · · ·”

The man said as if he had waited.

“Go and fetch some service. ”

At his words, the grandmother smiled awkwardly and went into the kitchen.

The man cheers and mutters to the camera.

“Mission accomplished! Ladies and gentlemen, did you see that? Shoot the gale quickly. Heheheh. Who was I in the Royal Year? Something like this · · ·”

I stood up at the same time.

Then I put my hand on the man's shoulder and asked.

“In the King's Year? Who was it? ”

EP80, bad luck.

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