EP83. Montduo's Witness

Office of Special Investigation Unit.

“Good morning. ”

I opened the door just in time for work.

The night before, Blackie was on the couch.

Blackouts that snore.

The team leader who was sitting at the desk raised his head.

“Come on. Good morning. ”

“Blackie, what's wrong with you? He told me to go home. ”

“He's been waiting for his dream to come, but he's not. He's just sleeping. I'm gonna get some more sleep and then I'm gonna wake you up. ”

It turned out that Mongdu's seat was empty. That's weird.

People who don't say they're usually late for their shift.

I sat in a chair and asked the team leader.

“Should I call her? ”

“I did, but it was off. ”

“Is something wrong? ”

“I don't know. Wait a little longer, and I'll stop by your house after work." ”

I nodded and turned on the computer.

I'm late for work. I'm never late again.

Me and the Team Leader proceed with the paperwork, going into the snoring of the Blacksmith.

A phone that rings when you need to focus.

Tiritiri

“Ugh.”

I opened my eyes to the sound. Half face pressed down.

He rubs his eyes and checks the clock.

Like trying to see how much you slept.

The team leader picks up the receiver.

“Hello. Special Investigation Unit of the Xuan Police Department · · uh. It's a dream.”

I turned my head to Mondulla.

The Team Leader frowns and shakes his hand at me.

“Just past the river range and head toward the guam. Ah, yes. Blackie's on his way home from work. I'll spend it with my youngest, so just stay there. Yeah, I get it. ”

“What's going on? Ahhhh.”

Blacksmithing flashes and asks the Team Leader.

“Mongdu must have been in an accident. ”

“Yes? An accident? ”

Blacksmith was also surprised and asked again.

“Is he hurt badly? What's going on? ”

“I didn't do it myself, but I need you to take my youngest to work. I need someone to clean up the scene. ”

The team leader throws a car key at Blacksmith.

Blacks pick it up with one hand and stand up.

“Okay. Let's go, then. ”

* * *

A part of the rainfall that surrounds the hydrosphere, along the river.

The distance along the river was severely stagnant.

It's time to go to work, and there's been a pretty big accident.

Blackjack grabs the handle and snaps his fingers.

“Walking would be faster. ”

“I think we're almost there. Uh, there he is. Stop there, please.”

The cars slowly walked past the scene of the incident.

We parked the car between police cars that had just stopped on the road.

A long, polished road.

As the traffic police approached, we took out the police ID.

“You've worked hard. ”

“Oh, hello there. There was a car accident here. ”

“Yes, I know. Hey, my colleague got into an accident here · · · Hey, Mongdoo! ”

Blackjack finds Mongdu sitting in front of the street.

And then the startled blink stops.

I, too, was speechless when I saw his mortality.

A half-smashed black scooter and a silver iron bag next to it.

Chameleon and champong soup were also cheerful.

“Hello?”

“Hey, you! What the hell is going on? ”

Blackjack runs up and grabs Mongdu's shoulder.

Mongdu shakes his hand nervously.

“Ow. Take it easy. It hurts. ”

“Oops. Sorry. Are you okay?”

Mongdu's left cheek, left arm, and leg were completely swept away.

It is serious as if the skin was torn apart because it could not be peeled off.

Did he fall to his left on his motorcycle?

Mongdu raised his cell phone to our worried faces.

“This one got crushed, too. I haven't been in touch.”

“Stay in touch and sleep, man. That's not your bike. ”

Mongdu rode a motorcycle, a patrol motorcycle, and fell in love with it and even had his own bike.

He's good. He never misses safety gear.

Mongdu shakes his hand with a smile.

“I'm jogging to work these days. I was standing on the sidewalk, and there was an accident in the distance. ”

“Accident?”

“It was definitely a red light, and a madman went straight ahead and crashed into the car that came in. I heard a gas cylinder explode. And without stopping, I turned around and crossed the center line. The truck from across the street got startled and collided with a light car. ”

Mongdu's impression reminded me of a memory.

At the end of his gaze, there was a fully dented light car far, far away.

The paramedics came and cut open the busted car door.

Oil and blood flowing beneath it. I was soaking in asphalt.

“This is crazy. So? ”

“They were all stops. Surprised by people passing by, stopped cars on nearby roads. I thought the assailant had both been injured because the vehicle wouldn't move. And I went up and knocked on the window, and he just let me out. ”

It's a hit-and-run. It's a big hit-and-run.

Mondun said, grabbing his left elbow.

“At that time, I swiped my elbow to the car. I'm trying to chase him down. Does that work as a naked body? I borrowed a motorcycle from the Chinese house next door and stepped on it. ”

So there was Chinese food all around.

Mongdu mutters indistinctly.

“The way I see it, that's the guy who grabbed the wheel. The steering wheel is so twisted, it goes from there to here. ”

From the fingertips of Mongdu to where he is now.

It was less than about 100 meters long.

“He got close to the car and bounced off the bike. It was flat. It was a helmet. It was a helmet. There was nothing. It was swept away. ”

“Hey. I'm glad you're still here. ”

The words of the Blacksmith seem to be a pity. You missed the hit-and-run.

“If it was my bike, I'd just grab it. This is a Chinese motorcycle. It's very bumpy. ”

“You stuttered. That's what's happening right now. Did you testify to the crime scene? Vehicle type and number. ”

“Yes. Just before you came. ”

Blackhead nods.

“Take the ambulance and go to the hospital. I'll go with you, so the youngest will clean this up with the motorcycle. Return the claim to the company when you stick to the case. ”

“Sir, let's go home. I'm gonna go to the hospital and get into the police station anyway. ”

“I didn't call us because I don't want you to call my parents. ”

Mongdu smiles as he says.

Mongdu's father is a civil servant working in the same office.

He's proud of his son's police work, but his mother doesn't worry about getting hurt every day.

He couldn't summon his father to work, so he summoned us.

Blacksmith waves to a nearby paramedic.

“Sir, let's go to this guy's hospital. I'm the guardian.”

Blackie and Mongdu took the ambulance to the hospital, and I went deep into the field.

Cops from Traffic were busy working on the case.

Employees from insurance companies, Leckcars waiting to tow.

And I was disoriented by the merchants around me.

“What the hell is going on? Since morning.”

“You said you ran into a truck trying to avoid a car? Oh, my God."

“Look at the dents. Phew.”

A light car crashed into the front of the truck.

The door is so badly dented that even breaking it is not easy.

Chop chop.

“Huh? It's open! ”

“Hey, hold it right there! ”

I saw a woman sitting in the driver's seat through a slight twist.

Seeing the blood coming down, I don't think he's normally injured.

This is more than I imagined.

The citizens of the Polish line began to roar.

“Shit. Hey. Can you talk? ”

“I'm unconscious! ”

Get me a respirator! My chest is completely dry. ”

Police and paramedics make a dizzy move when the victim is exposed.

A car that ran into the first assault vehicle. And the truck. The light car that hit the truck.

One accident resulted in more than three victims.

A traffic cop who was picking up people's testimony approached me.

“You're the Special Investigation Unit of the XIAN Police Department, right? Your fellow detective who was chasing that hit-and-run. ”

“Oh, yes. ”

“You will be contacted at this number for insurance matters. Since you were injured in the pursuit, our police department will contact you again as a reference. ”

The police showed me things according to the manual. I received my business card and asked.

“Are there any fatalities? ”

“Not yet, but the car driver's in bad shape. I think I need to see the progress. The car and the body were almost dried up together. ”

“There are four vehicles for damage to Mongdu. ”

“Four cars, by the way, another victim at the scene. ”

“Yes?”

“While avoiding the pursuit of the detective, I hit a pedestrian on the crosswalk as I was heading toward Gugam Alley. but it's also a hit-and-run.”

“· · How neglectful. ”

Accidents, accidents on the run.

It's a hit-and-run. The police also nodded as if this was rare.

“We've got a lot of witnesses, a lot of CCTVs, so we should be able to catch them soon. There's no real reason to be scared. No matter where I made it in broad daylight. ”

“Maybe a DUI or something? ”

“We doubt that, too. You can't do this with your mind. Well, I'll be off then. ”

The police rushed to the scene with a voice calling to them.

A woman on a stretcher. My whole body twists and cries painfully.

“Ugh · ·”

“Stay with me! Sir, you need to stay with us! ”

I clenched my lip and turned my back.

And on the other side, people sitting in the vicinity of a police car, talking about something.

He was a truck driver injured in his slumber.

He covers his face with a heavy cigarette.

A lightning bolt in the dry skies.It would be perfect for them.

I met with the insurance company staff on site, Chinese home delivery, etc. to clean up the scene and returned to the police station.

* * *

And the next day.

Ambiguous time until lunch.

Mongdu appears with a light cast on his left arm.

Overall, only the skin was swept, not badly hurt.

The leader kicks his tongue and makes a snack.

“Take a vacation. I'm getting better at this. ”

“At home, I can only turn inside out. Well.”

We sat on the couch and turned on the television for weeks.

I was going to go to the restaurant after a while.

In the news, he reported a major hit-and-run that happened the other day.

“I've never seen such a bold and foolish bastard in my life. Even at the crack of dawn, hit-and-run things get a little messy. ”

“I'm on my way to work today, and I've been scouting every street for him. Thanks to you, it's getting late. ”

The announcer hoped for quick resolution by referring to victims who were pedestrians, including cars, light vehicles, and others.

I looked at the picture of the scene and muttered because I was numb.

“The car victim is the mother of a child. He was discharged from kindergarten on his way into the company. ”

“Really? Phew. ”

“I'm in the I.C.U., and they say it's not weird to die all the time. ”

A self-condemning tone.

No matter how hard everyone tries to catch him, there was a chance he wouldn't. At that time, he seems to think it would have been better if he hadn't missed.

The moment Blacksmith opened his mouth to comfort me.

[Breaking news just now. There was a sniper who turned himself in the other day. I'll connect you to the site.]

The screen changed and I saw the view of the police station next door.

There's a lot of coverage at the front door.

A man was walking into the police station wearing a hat.

A man who can't cover his face, whether it's a sudden situation.

“Hey, look. I knew it. ”

Mongdu couldn't take his eyes off the screen. Standing tall, he frowns.

Within moments, he tilts his head and mutters.

“· · · Strange. I don't think so. ”

“What?”

The team leader asked.

“You said I was chasing you on a motorcycle. ”

“I did.”

“It looks a lot different than the man I saw at the time. ”

In Mongdu's words, we put down the sweets we had eaten.

What does that even mean?

EP83. The End of Mongdu's Witness

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