The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

EP117. Parents who do not recognize their children

Choi Yeon-seo hugs the sketchbook. She looked at me with wet eyes. A frightened, curious look at what I'm going to do.

“Do you have any evidence? ”

“· · Early days I used to text things, but I don't really have time to work together. ”

“What about the sketches?”

“I have all the paintings that I envisioned. But if this turns out, the teacher would say, of course, the student followed the teacher's drawing. ”

Recognition was natural, given the general circumstances. There are a lot of students studying following the work of famous teachers.

“These are my children. I don't know how they sound, but they're like children. And now I don't. I don't want my teacher's name on my painting, and I don't want the abuse of burying me if I have to. ”

Choi Yeon-seo was sobbing and shed tears without pity. He let me know whether he wanted someone to recognize him or not. I slowly nodded and replied.

“Very well. I see you're getting around. Keep your texts and sketches handy. The trivial things are evidence after all. So, were you in a hotel room or a art conference or something? ”

Her face flushes red, and soon it hardens. A face filled with shame and anxiety.

“How did you know that? Ho, did anybody see that? It can't be Iron Yong · ·"

“No, the thief who robbed John Pollen's room told me. I'm guessing he's seen it a few times in advance. ”

“Detective, just so you know, John and I were never in a private relationship. So if you get any misunderstandings, tell Iron well. ”

I have a feeling about this. Choi Yeon-seo seems to have Iron Yong in mind. I nodded, saying, "Don't worry." It was the sound of popularity coming from the front door.

“Huff. Huff. It's an address.”

You said tigers would come if I told you. Lee Cheol-yong, who panted, leapt in and called out the name of Choi Young-seo. He looks surprised to see the face of the youngest. Wet face and hair soaked in tears and puffy eyes. He approaches us cautiously.

“What's going on? Are you sick?”

“No, it's okay. But what happened to you? I'm not going to my place. ”

“The detective is looking for you all of a sudden. I'm worried.”

Choi Hyuk burst into tears at his kind words. Lee Cheol-yong looks at me with difficulty. But I just shrugged my shoulders.

“Let's see. First of all, Mr. Iron Man, welcome. ”

Then I picked up the phone and called Director Kim. Unlike usual, Director Kim will receive it a long time later. You hear a loud noise behind you.

Yes, Young Master!

“Chief Kim. Where are you now?”

I'm right outside. Hey, what's going on?

“Is Ms. Yeon with you? ”

We're having dinner together.

Director Kim of the slightly insecure voice. I nodded slowly.

“Enjoy your meal. I need some time. Both Director Kim and Mr. Seo Seo. You can tell them it's about the high-gallery. ”

A high-rise gallery? I'll call you as soon as I eat.

The phone was disconnected, and I then dialed the blackout number. I don't know if you've been asleep, but you've been depressed. He was on call the day before, so he must have lost his sleep.

· · · The youngest.

“Brother, you said you knew someone who was a fence the other day. Give me her number. ”

· · · I'll text you.

I don't even ask why because I have nightmares. Well, it's good to bother explaining verses. Choi Yeon-seo and Lee Cheol-yong were watching my call. He opens his eyes and asks me.

“Detective, what are you going to do?"

“What do I do? I have to fight. It's going to take some time for the aides to get here, so should we eat? You have to eat before you can fight. ”

I stood up and looked at them. Let's go eat.

* * *

Large dining room Korean restaurant. On the table, there were all sorts of delicacies. From juicy meat to juicy green vegetables.

“If you live in England, don't you want to eat Korean? ”

“I hammer at home every day. I can't help it. ”

Choi Yeon-seo frowned silently. And Lee Chul-yong, who talks as he eats his food. I watched them and smiled lightly.

Bloop.

“Young master, here we are. ”

As the meal continued, Chairman Kim and Seo Yeo-jin arrived. A combination of members who are not aware of the purpose, even if the dining area is.

“Hello? Have a seat. ”

They looked at me with a puzzled look. Choi Yeon-seo drops the spoon and sends me a signal. It means I'm ready for my heart.

“Don't be surprised. Listen up. Facts · ·"

I told him everything that had happened since the moment I arrested him. The face of Lee Chul Yong is getting stiffer. Even the curator frowned as if he couldn't believe it. Only Director Kim nodded, chewing on the meat in front of him.

“No, that's ridiculous. ”

Hearing everything, the hearer sweeps his head and mutters. Hot potatoes rise in the art world, John Pollen. Moreover, if this happens during the first exhibition, the high-light gallery may float the bomb.

“A gallery full of scandalous masterpieces. He said it was the first period, too. Shame. Shame. ”

“But does your wife · · · · No, the gallery director know? ”

Chief Kim carefully asked. I could see the question of intent. I mean, will you just admit that he's a masterpiece?

“I know you have a John Pollen. I sold some to VIPs recently. ”

“Well, that's a relief. I knew this before anyone else did. Tell your mom to take back the work that she sold to the VIPs. We're going to blow it up, so we're going to have to strap it down. You have to spend the rest of your life with guests. How much is it? ”

“Wait a minute.”

The scribe who was listening next to me took out a small notepad.

“Not in detail. It's sort of written down. Two points for Mrs. AK department store. What I did for my daughter in law. And that's what I did for Jay Yeon-ro. That's about two billion. ”

“Less than I expected? I thought there'd be at least a billion. Puppies and girls? Well, you said 400. ”

“It's a masterpiece. Most of all, it goes up to the fame of John Pollen, which is actually closer to the asking price than the selling price. ”

“Who is the owner of that piece? ”

“It's called the Kane Art School. ”

That's why your director told you to die. I know it looks like it's going around, but what do we do? This is Korea.

“Yeonseo Choi. If this goes down, your school goes down. If you go back to the U.K., you might have to start at the bottom again. Are you okay?"

“It's what I did. But iron is · · ·"

Choi looked at Lee Cheol-yong sitting next to me with a sorry look. He was also wrapped around his confused head. As our gaze turned towards him, Lee Cheol-yong shook her hand in surprise.

“Oh, I'm just a little shocked. I didn't know John was gonna do that. I'm fine with it. It's not that I'm not okay, and it's not that I'm not okay. First of all, you brought me here for a reason. ”

“Wow. How did you know that? ”

“And shameful things can only happen once in a lifetime. ”

Lee Cheol-yong seriously replied to my playful reply. You mean what happened at the hospital. Trying to hurt people in the grief of losing their loved ones.

“Very well. So, as I said, Chairman Kim quietly asked me to retrieve the work that was sold by the high-light gallery. Tell your mother to organize her work. Sell it for cheap before it's worth shit. I'm giving you a chance. Okay?”

I want you to play the nuance roughly well. I warned you that scandal would explode anyway, so the damage would be minimized. Director Kim sighed and nodded.

“And I heard there was a party the night after the exhibition. Is that correct?”

“Yes, I heard there was an unpublished piece and a presentation. I was concerned about the theft, but it ended well · ·”

Seongjin blurred his words as he looked at the younger one.

“Yes, it's done. I built the finishing touches. ”

“Choi Yeonseo, please send me the sketch and the finished version details. And help me gather evidence by the day of the party · ·”

“Wait, this is a matter of caution. ”

The clerk raised his hand and cut off my words.

“If you jump in the middle, you get hit by an arrow. I could hardly deny it with chi. Do you have any ideas? Apparently, the sketchbook evidence is useless. ”

“Thoughts. You know. ”

I glanced around and laughed.

“There's never a time a parent doesn't recognize a child. Yeojin and Cheolyong can help you. ”

* * *

John Pollen's first exhibition ended successfully. And the backpool party venue is the St. Hotel Garden. The orchestra was playing classics in the middle, like a classy group who enjoyed art.

“Congratulations on finishing the exhibition. ”

“Maybe the pieces are beating together. ”

“Which author will you invite next time? ”

“But are you okay? Face · ·"

Lady Im Sook laughed and laughed among the people. She looks around strangely. And I see myself drinking tea in the corner.

“Excuse me, I'm here to talk. ”

Im Sook approached me with a magnificent smile. However, as the streets get narrower, the face changes like a gecko. Director Kim, who was standing next to me, is nervous and steady.

“Ko Ji-hoon.”

“Yes, Mother. ”

“I don't know what you're thinking. She's not answering her phone. ”

“You know what you're going to say when you get it. ”

“You!”

Im Sook lowered his voice, conscious of his gaze as he tried to make a sound. She lets out a deep breath as if trying to drown her stomachs.

“Why are you so angry? And the VIPs appreciated it. I heard you have a good post-process.I heard you have a good reputation. ”

They sigh of relief, alerting them that scandals are about to explode. Plus, he buys it at the price he originally bought it at, so there's no harm in it.

“Do you have any hard evidence that this is a masterpiece? This isn't just about one John Pollen. People who were sentimental and everyone who praised his work were fools. ”

“It's not making a fool of me, it's making a fool of me. Or Yeon-seo Choi is really talented. You sucked on her painting like that. Is it one of the two? And don't worry, we have proof. ”

At that moment, as the music changed, there was a picture hidden in the cloth at the garden gate. The moment people's eyes are focused at once. She whispered to me.

“And what about the painting I have? ”

“You haven't gotten rid of it yet? ”

“There's not a VIP out there worth living for. It's like five points. ”

John Pollen climbs onto the platform and grabs Mike. One of the undergraduate students standing below began translating simultaneously.

“I want to thank Korea and the gallery for giving me this wonderful opportunity. As a thank you, I'm going to introduce my unpublished work here for the first time. ”

“Oh. That's a new one. ”

“What will it be this time? ”

The crowd roars toward the platform. I told Lady Im Sook.

“I'll take care of it. Oh, excuse me. It's time for work. ”

I glanced at Director Kim and approached John Pollen. Im Sook closes his eyes with his forehead. Because if you look at my walk, you'll know exactly what I'm doing.

“John Pollen. Is this the new one? ”

I went through people and asked him a question. I heard the interpreter's answer.

“Yes, this time with a deep passion in mind, especially about 'love' · ·”

“Let me ask you again. Is this your work? I think you better take a good look at this. ”

John Pollen frowned at what I said. A rowdy crowd. John Pollen comes close to the painting and scours it.

“I don't know what you're trying to do. This is my work. ”

“Okay, got it. ”

Boom, boom!

I pulled the knife out of my pocket as soon as his answer dropped. I stabbed him in the middle of the canvas with all my might.

EP117. The End of Parents Who Don't Know Your Child

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