The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

An armed guest from the bank.

“A shotgun? What shotgun in a pawn shop? ”

The blink puzzled me.

Firearms, such as shotguns and air guns, must be stored in police stations or extraction facilities under the Guns and Blades Act. Obtain permission, if necessary, and take it with you.

The team leader handed over the report to us.

“You know about the pawn shop case, right? ”

“Of course. It wasn't long ago. ”

“There was no missing money or goods for the pawn shop, so it led me to a typical homicide. But there's no firearms, and the autopsy results from the noodles are a little weird. Let's go to the scene first. ”

Pawn shops and jewelry shops are one of the easiest to rob.

Especially in the neighborhood.

We went through the reports in the car and left for the scene.

Not too far from the police station. I turn the handle slowly.

“But this case, wasn't it originally done by two powerful teams? Why 'd he turn on us? ”

“The case goes on and on, and there's no detective on the force. Judging by the severity of the case, the chief thinks it's better for us to take over. I still have an M.E. at the scene, so I'll hear more about it there. The report turned over exactly what Homeland Security was investigating. ”

“We don't have enough men. That's what you've been hearing since I joined you. ”

An old building in the middle of an alley. In front of it was a polish line.

A few police officers were guarding the entrance to the building.

“Greetings.”

They recognize us and salute us lightly.

The body's been moved, but evidence gathering is ongoing.

On the way up the stairs, Mongdu quickly identified the documents.

“The victim doesn't have a family? ”

“Single. The building's a victim. A customer who came to collect found it and reported it. ”

The first and second floors were empty, and the third floor was a pavilion.

For how long, a faint sign hung from the door.

We wore cotton gloves and wrapped the plastic around our shoes.

“Hey, did you take a picture here? ”

“We're done here. Oh, Special Forces. ”

“It's been a long time. Hey, what's that? ”

Crazy forensics team gathering evidence. I saw a small chair and a window where guests could sit.

Inside the window is the area where the victim lived and worked.

Heading your way, the black creaks and mutters.

“You're crazy."

Obviously, that's not normal. Bloodied everywhere.

The ceiling is low, but blood spills out. Mongdu looked at the documents and explained.

“Weapons are estimated to be a type of sharp cross section, but the exact test results are not yet available in noodles. Bohany · ·"

Mongdu points his finger at the right wall and moves toward the opposite wall.

“From there to there. I think he was stabbed while he was dragging the victim. On either side of the neck. Shoulders. And clavicle. Four wounds in total. ”

We listened to it and stopped.

Blacksmith tilts his head while rotating the simulation on the team leader.

Grab the virtual knife and sweep through the team leader's neck, shoulders, and clavicles in turn.

“I see why the chief turned to us. ”

“Why?”

“Movement · ·”

Then move your hand gently one more time. Impressive words.

“There won't be any maggots. Normal murder usually involves stabbing the abdomen or chest. Not a grudged murder. And this guy ended up clean, like, four times. That's the guy with the knife. ”

The team next to him nodded and added a supporting explanation.

“And there was blood on the ceiling, right? It exploded when it hit the wall, which means it's not a joke. It's clean and precise. It's a pretty big foot size. He's an unusual guy. ”

I examined the long cabinet on the wall.

There was blood, too, but it seems to have been cut off unnaturally.

“Was there a gun here? ”

“Yes, that's the assumption. There's gonna be blood all over the gun. ”

Mongdu handed over the report, saying.

“There's no recent transaction history, and it was 15 years ago. I didn't just come in and go out. Apparently, he didn't go to the person he left it with, and he owned it. ”

“15 years ago. It's been a long time. ”

“Estimated time of death is approximately one hour three days ago. There are no closed circuits in the living room, and they're outside. But they didn't manage it, and it stopped working. I think it broke. I was running it for protection. ”

The blinker checked outside the window and replied. The building itself is a desolate, remote alley.

CCTV would be difficult to find witnesses, not just witnesses. Team Leader has summoned us.

“Since the victim is living so introverted, there is nothing but a clue about noodles. ”

“Then you have to run on your feet. ”

Blacksmith accepted his words.

“Mongdu and I at the center of the building to the right. Investigate the Blackouts and the youngest on the left. Concentrate on whether there is a grudge. There's a photo of the victim on the back of the report, so show me that. ”

“Yes, I understand. ”

“Determine the position of the closed circuit that is running in a circle, and kick it out. Don't even think about going home for a while. ”

“Ugh! Okay! ”

We leave the scene to the CSU, and we leave the building.

Convenience stores, laundromats, and restaurants nearby.

I checked the store correlation with the number of the telephone booth with the CCTV.

“Where? A pawn shop? I don't know.”

“Wasn't the building empty? ”

“Oh, that guy. I used to come and buy lunch sometimes. What do you want to talk to your guests about? ”

But given the clues, it was a problem to find someone with a face and a victim.

Maybe a few hours. I don't like blackouts, so I shake my hand.

“How did you live like this? ”

“Yeah. I guess I should focus on the names on the books. Something's going on with the captain. Sir, would you like a drink? ”

“Good. I'm gonna die of heat. ”

I headed to a shop on the side of the road. A grandfather was reading a book while listening to the radio.

“What can I get you? ”

“Soda. Something cool. ”

“Three thousand won. ”

I showed the victim's picture to my grandfather while giving out the bills.

Then he lowers his glasses slightly and checks.

“Do you know this man? ”

“Isn't that Mr. Kim? ”

The short words blinked my eyes. We shove our faces through narrow windows. Grandfather was surprised and bit back.

“How do you know Mr. Kim? Do you know?”

“We used to play GO together. It's been a while since I've seen anything like it in origins. ”

“Origin? When? Why?”

“It's been a year. I got in a fight with the guy I was betting against, and I got him by the neck. I used to be a little depressed. ”

We could hear the origin of the grandfather, who fought at the time, and the life of the victim.

The first harvest I got after wandering around all day.

Blacked drinks a beverage. A face with a sense of accomplishment.

“Thank you. Ah. Do you sell lotteries here? ”

“I'll sell it. What can I get you? Instant or automatic? ”

“I want 5,000 automatically. Thank you, and prosper! ”

And I took the lottery ticket and shoved it in my pocket.

Blackouts and I were drenched in sweat and couldn't enter the office until midnight.

I have all the scraps from the neighborhood.

* * *

After about a full night.

Closed circuit footage from a console desk.

I could only hear the sound of a spacebar in my office. The air was heavy.

Tak. Tak. Tak.

Mongdu looks up and blinks.

“Gently, gently. ”

“I draw because I have strength left. Turn around. I gotta go catch this guy. I'm on my way. ”

Since we've been on the case. It's already been 20 days since the incident occurred.

The investigator, who did not think too much, got strangely lost due to lack of elasticity.

He lived in seclusion so often that there was no one around him and therefore nothing worth living grudgingly for.

The commotion in origins was too small. Mongdu looked through the documents and said.

“This list is worth a look at. Hmm."

I got rid of all the people on the guest list who couldn't get their stuff back.

But it was hard to explain that this didn't fit backwards and forwards, because the money was the same.

Most people who come to the pawn shop are in economic difficulties.

Then it was normal to kill the owner and take something.

“All suspects have an alibi. Kids who don't have it don't have the evidence or the symptoms. I'm going crazy.”

“I wish this were a little better. ”

“Brother, do you know I talk about that every time I see it? ”

The blackout produced a poor elasticity while watching the video on the screen.

A suspicious man shot on a camera outside a convenience store nearby.

This is the only clue we've harvested for the full moon.

I've never seen anything like it.

“Image quality is also good. It'd be great to go from there to the left alley. We can't track the route from here. ”

It was then.

Bloop.

The door opens and a team leader enters the Chief's office.

His face was as messed up as the sand he spit out. Blackface asked worriedly.

“I guess you heard him right. ”

“Fuck you. ”

“What did the chief say? ”

At Mongdu's words, the team leader rested on the couch helplessly.

Looks like the accumulated fatigue from solving the case broke out.

“If we don't get results within the week, we'll move to the main office. ”

“This week? We don't have a few days. ”

Blackmailed me to check my calendar. In fact, I told you to get your hands off me.

“We're in the middle of a body and soul swapping investigation, and we can't just move it back to headquarters. ”

“Then make some progress! ”

It's the first time I've had a Special Investigation Unit.

I tried to take back my past, too, but there were so many unsolved murders and I couldn't remember. I think something might come up vaguely · ·

Blacksmith scratched his head and said to himself.

“I just wanted to buy a good dream and get things done. That was bad.”

It tickles even more after one scratch. Blacks scratched his whole body and said.

“Never mind. Let's go get some meat for lunch. Get some nutrition, go to the bathhouse. Then let's turn our heads back. Okay?”

Blackjack said we put down what we were doing.

Just because you hold on to it doesn't mean you're gonna let it go.

I'd rather explore the town more.

Mongdu looks at him and smiles lightly.

“I thought you were going to buy a lottery ticket from that dream. Luck is sheep, so one use is enough. ”

“Ah. Lottery. Yes, I bought it then · · ·”

Blacks flip their pockets as if they forgot.

I was still wearing the clothes I was wearing before the full moon.

I shunned him in horror.

“Let me · · · If this is right, I shoot the meat today. ”

“We look forward to seeing you. ”

“What are you talking about? It's always pork belly.This was before the migration · ·”

A blink to pick up your phone and confirm your number.

We started clearing out the office by leaving him like that.

I gathered roughly all the documents together and cleared out the confusion of cups.

Then all of a sudden,

“Ahhhh!”

“Oh my gosh! Son of a bitch!”

The Team Leader has given the heart to the voice of the screaming Blacksmith.

A blindfold that won't go unnoticed by the Team Leader's eyes.

He looked at his cell phone with trembling hands.

“There you go.”

“What? Lottery? ”

“That's enough.”

“How much?”

“Oh, oh, 50 million won. ”

We checked the lottery paper in Blackhand and the phone screen.

That was real. 50 million won, second place.

Blackjack hugged me and cried out for joy.

“Thank you! Youngest! Only the veranda was our home, and now the bathroom is ours! ”

Blacks that look happy thinking about paying their bills.

“I'll shoot you for lunch today! ”

The expression that had just been depressed about the incident disappeared everywhere.

We were led out of the office by him.

* * *

But instead of going straight to the meat house, we stopped by the bank.

Mongdu and his team leader stared blindly.

“How much is in your wallet? ”

“8,000 won. Damn it, keep asking. Shame on you.”

Blacksmith's wallet case. I had to pick it up before I could eat.

Four robust men sitting on their chairs, picking out their license plates.

The passers-by are buzzing. The team leader stood up and said,

· · · Should have a cigarette. I can see that. ”

“Boss, me too. He said he has a smoking room when he goes back outside. ”

The embarrassed team leader and Mongdu go out of the bank, and the black man looks at their backs and kicks his tongue.

The way he looks at me.

“It's gonna be hot. Be sure to go out and buy some. That way when the mind takes over the body · ·”

Zhongdong

“Dear Customer 144, ”

“Yes, it's me! ”

That's what happens when your mind takes over your body.

Blacks flashed out of the window like lightning. The moment you put down your license plate, lottery paper, and ID card. The front door opens roughly and two men enter.

I turn my head without thinking about it, and their appearance is stretched out like slow motion.

Men in black motorcycle helmets. Their hands hear something long.

A shotgun?

Taang

A bullet that explodes like a freak.

“Ouch!”

“Gaaaah!”

The shouts of those who were surprised resounded. Don't fuck with me.

He and I met eye to eye.

It's a brief moment, but instinctively a hint of events.

I also flashed a memory of the past that was locked in my head.

"· · Those bastards."

Blacksmith and I muttered at the same time.

"That son of a bitch."

EP89. End of Armed Guest at Bank

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