The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

EP115. Risky Thief

“Neat!”

Percussion

Blackouts howl as if they were gathering energy. The team leader's ballpoint pen is flying in at the same time. It already repeats once an hour.

“Bastard, be quiet. ”

“I don't understand. I get it. It's lunchtime when the sun is out in the middle of the sky. How come there's no signs or anything near the bathroom? ”

An investigation that lasted almost a week. Once it was explored around the missing two points of the work, no clue was found. Mongdu picks up the ballpoint pen that fell on the floor and asks.

“You haven't heard from the fence? ”

“He only rolls on the floor half his life, but he's unresponsive. If you're planning on catching anything that comes out of a property, I'm told to catch it for at least five years. You have to be quiet to see the spots. ”

“Five years is not enough. ”

“There's only one way to get this stuff out tomorrow. ”

“What is it?”

“John Pollen can die. Then the price will go up, and the former owner is dead, so it will go down easily. ”

The team leader stares at him in horror. Closed circuits as well as witnesses and warnings. We didn't even find traces of soybean water. Well, I expected it. Mongdu, who placed the ballpoint pen on his desk, cautiously comment.

“Could there be a perpetrator inside? ”

“Inside? Who? ”

“John Pollen's autobiography or something. Something that just happened between artists. ”

We understand each other even if we talk nonsense. The Team Leader dismissed you with a look of why.

“You said it was unfinished. You were going to steal it and use it for something. Is that why you did it? ”

“No, not necessarily. I mean, it's so corny. ”

That's right. It fits perfectly. I was a little surprised to know how good he was. I'll have to ask him myself. The team leader says, "Don't talk nonsense."

“It's the day of the prophecy. The other day, you said you'd get the gallery ready at the last minute. ”

The son of a cop and a gallery foreman. This identity has made me twice as busy. It means I have to coordinate things in the middle. I nodded and replied.

“Seoul Art Flex Security, as well as Kogwang, said they would have private security. He's a thief, so he's more likely to go after a dead end than during the exhibition, so he's turning the crowd around for 24 hours. ”

And a police force. It was the work of John Pollen's "Puppies and Girls" poem that exceeded 40 billion. Worth the price, but international embarrassment can't be avoided if an event happens in the first time.

“It's said to do so for now · · ·. ”

I was blurry. Then the team members who were looking elsewhere nodded at the same time. At this rate, I definitely feel like a team. They're all thinking the same thing.

“Maybe it's the hotel you're after, right? I heard the high-light guy caught it. ”

“Yes, not far from the South East bathroom. They have the whole top floor there. ”

“Let's just get to the bottom of this with John Pollen. Don't leak out to private companies or this way. You know?”

I shook my hand as if I was worrying for nothing.

“Of course I do. We work together once or twice? ”

“Here we go again. Then I'll see you in two days. So far, finish what you're doing. The day before, the youngest guy at the gallery, we went to work at the hotel. ”

“Okay.”

“Thinking about the verdict that day. If you can't catch it then. ”

“What if I can't? ”

Given the progress of the investigation so far, there was no chance that you would miss it for the rest of your life. The team leader gasps and spits.

“· · · I'll squeeze it out from the chief. ”

“Wow. Awesome. I'm scared.”

Crap.

Awkward smoke tone on the blink. The ballpoint pen on the desk just flew away again.

* * *

And the day before the battle. Seoul Art Flex. It was early in the morning, so it was just the staff preparing for opening. The exhibition spaces feel a little lonely. However, the exception was the high-light gallery.

“Dear Head of Security, Where are you?”

“You wanted to see me?”

“If I put a person in the entrance over there, it's too visible to the tourists. Please pull it a little inward. ”

“Then around the hallway on the right. ”

Private company hired by Seoul Art Flex bodyguards and Kogwang. And a few cops and a gallery staff. If a stranger saw it, it was noisy enough to think it had already opened.

“Detective Ko Ji-hoon. Can you take a look at this? ”

She was one of the curators for the John Pollen exhibition, and was in charge at the same time. much taller than the one I saw a few days ago.

“Specialty glass. ”

All other works are freely displayed. However, the 'puppies and girls’ that were targeted in the notice were covered with special glass panels.

“There's no current in the exhibition, right? ”

“Yes. You said you closed it down anyway, and you have a lot of family members here. ”

“That's good. That guy's constantly complaining about having to shoot electricity in the daytime. ”

Seongjin looked at one corner and muttered low. From their position, there seems to be some noise while doing security work. I finished the placement and looked at the watch. The team must be working at the hotel by now.

“Good morning! ”

A profound voice behind it. John Pollen and Ms. Im Sook. And it was Director Kim. Director Kim waves as he looks behind them. You can also see a group of students coming from afar. iron bars wedged between them to have a pleasant conversation.

“Hello?”

“Yes. It's been a long morning. ”

Perfectly fixed hair styles. She scoured the exhibition hall thoroughly.

“Keep an ant cub out of reach. You know?”

“I'll do my best. ”

I raised my eyebrows looking at Kim. The signal that you spoke well to John Pollen. He raised his thumb and told me not to worry. John winks at me at the same time. Standing next to me, Seo Yeojin muttered in a strange voice.

“You didn't do this to me, did you? ”

“You did this to me. ”

Another investigation by the Special Forces. I asked John for explanations and permission through Director Kim. Of course there's no reason to say no.

“Let's see. Then let's finish off with Chief Kim and Ms. Yeon. I'm going to go back now. ”

“Are you coming after the closed tube? ”

“Of course. Of course. ”

I nod, smiling. But that's not going to happen. Expectedly, after the closed palace, everyone's gaze, including John Pollen, will be directed to this place where dogs and girls live. Which means the hotel is more likely to beg. If I know Haseong, I will not miss that time.

“Thank you. Let me know if you need anything else. ”

I left the gallery with a closing greeting. Then I picked up a cab and headed straight for the St. The lobby was restless because it was a weekday morning. Some people checking out and a woman sitting on the couch. I stopped as I was inadvertently passing by.

‘· · · What was his name. It was the youngest.’

Students who came with Iron Yong. She has long hair and is leaning over the lobby couch and drawing something. I slowly approached Choi Yeon-seo. I can see the sketch beyond the back of the head.

“Wow, you're going to love being Dr. John. ”

Something came out of my mouth. Her paintings were similar to John Pollen's. Choi looked back in surprise.

“Tongue, Detective? ”

“Haha. I'm sorry. You must have been surprised.”

She looked at me with her sketchbook tightly around her chest. The look in my eyes that asks why I'm here. I shrugged my gaze.

“I have my privacy, too. I was on my way to the gallery, and everyone else was there. ”

“· · · I'm not feeling well. How's the investigation going? How's it going? ”

“Picture theft? We haven't made any progress yet. ”

I replied and looked at her reaction. It's hot, but you're sweating strangely. Eye contact is unstable.

“Are you okay? You don't look so good. ”

“No. Look, I'll get up first. Take care."

Choi left the hotel with his bag like he was running away. The painting looks exactly like John Pollen, by the way. It seems important that the relationship between students and teachers is also important.

Zhongdong

The top floor is where project team members stay. Among them, the rooms in the corridor on the right were the rooms of the students and the steps, while the rooms in the corridor on the left were the rooms of John Pollen himself. I got in the elevator and pressed the button just below the top floor.

Knock, knock, knock.

“Hello?”

A door that opens with fear of knocking. I feel strange when I hear it. Devices and monitors everywhere. John Pollen's room was being broadcast in real time to the corridor.

“I've seen this somewhere. ”

“I think the same thing about people. Blackie said the same thing. Faulk Song Dae-ak.”

Aha. That's right. I went undercover at the Emperor's Motel to get him. I put down my bag and asked them.

“Nothing yet? ”

“No. Oh, no. I made a reservation for the room you mentioned. I don't think there's anything to steal from a student or a step room. We just have to cover the center of John Pollen's room, right? ”

Team Leader who lay in bed and had a drink. He said as if he suddenly remembered.

“I think someone should be in the room that day. Who wants it?”

“Who is he? The big brother who took out the horse goes in. ”

“Where is that? You're in. Team Leader's orders. ”

“Wow. So let's do scissors fairly. ”

Naturally excluded me and Mongdu. I nodded, satisfied. Then I looked at the pamphlet on the table. Room service. I told two middle-aged men who were putting heat on scissors.

“I hear the hotel room service here is really good. ”

* * *

Zhongdong

Elevator sounds clear. A hotel employee walked down the hallway dragging a portable tray. The city's night view was shining outside the window on the top floor. The man chose the left side of the hallway without any delay.

Bloop.

Fast drawn shelf. A little smell of meat flows through the silver tray. The man stood in front of a visit marked R and pressed the doorbell button.

“Room service. ”

But it's unresponsive. The man put his hand in his pocket, backing up the closed circuit. Pre-prepared card keys. The door opens with a faint click on the handle.

“Then I'll go in. ”

A slightly excited voice. The man pulls the tray inside.

“Heave-ho. Let's see, let's see. ”

As soon as he walks in, he looks around and finds out where the structure is. Mini safe to the right of the living room. And the host's carrier in the inner room. The main vault by the bed. He wears white cotton gloves and prays with reverence.

“Thank you for another fruitful meal today. I'll eat well.”

Chang

Then open the tray lid. There is only one dish with food in it. The rest contain strange tools. A man's first target. Mini safe to the right of the living room. He starts poking the wire into the hole behind the safe.

“Should I suck or should I? ”

Nose singing is fun. The mini vault is easily breached as if it had never been his opponent. But inside the void. The man frowns as if disappointed. However, he soon changes his face and prays again in a devout manner.

“This time it's empty, so the next safe will be plenty." Thank you. "

Then, this time, bring the mini cutter into the inner room. Guy picks the lock off the carrier at once and digs through its contents. And then I stopped as if I'd found something.

“Damn. Amen. ”

John Pollen's rings and watches. The rings with thick colorful jeweled eggs are illuminated and glowing. The man wears what he likes on his hands and wrists, and puts the rest in the pocket of the waist dance. A weighted, saggy leather pouch.

'Let's see, this guy doesn't look like the type to put anything in a safe. Then I'll have to search the closet first. ’

The man jumps up and approaches the wardrobe. A man holding a handle with both hands and flapping to the sides. I saw something strange underneath the clothes hanging neatly.

“Huh?"

A man who frowns and looks at it closely. The crouched team leader makes eye contact. The man pauses as if the accident had stopped. But it closes very naturally again.

“I see nothing. ”

“It's not a big deal. Open the door! ”

Thump

A team leader who resists to come out on his own. And a man who pushes himself against the door. He looks a little panicked.

“Oh, why are you giving me this trial? This is the first experience I've had in my life. ”

“HaSeong.”

Thump

A nebula that was startled by the sudden sound of his voice. It seems that the noise in the wardrobe prevented you from feeling wise. A man standing in front of the visit called out his name.

“Nice to meet you.”

“Do I know you? ”

“Of course you do. The comet. My motive.”

“I'm a high school graduate. ”

Bang, bang.

“Youngest! Ow! Get this son of a bitch off me! ”

HaSeong was still blocking the wardrobe with his body. And I lift up my top and pull something out. It was a climbing loop. It must have a climbing safety harness on the inside. He runs toward the terrace with a big smile. A strained strap and an open closet door.

“Hey, you crazy bastard! ”

The team leader in the closet was surprised and shouted. However, he leaps down without hesitation. And the screams you hear.

“Nuaaak!”

EP115. The End of the Risky Thief

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