The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

EP140. Common to Victims

“Ueeek”

“Oh, here I am. I'm here.”

There was a disturbing sound of Mongdu's nausea in the quiet office. I ate a cup of noodles for several days in a row, and my insides turned upside down. The sound I heard in the middle of the night. Blackjack checked his calendar and worried.

“You're faster than usual. Haven't you been feeling well lately? I think it was supposed to last a week. ”

“Of course it's getting worse. I'm going to eat something other than convenience stores for a while. A healthy one.”

Mongdu mutters in a dead voice. Still, they don't leave a pile of files in their hands. The team leader clicked the mouse and asked boldly.

“Is Flick Company informed yet? ”

“This is as good as it gets. Ghosts. Ghosts. ”

I don't know if the money worked, but the restaurant lady's contact was very fast. Thanks to you, we were able to figure out where the applicants were and what announcements they were calling from. Flick Company, there was a job offer on the job search site, and it was a small company with five employees.

“Hey, but with five of them, isn't this guy an accomplice? ”

“There's a chance. ”

The post has already been deleted, but confirmation calls from those who have already submitted their resumes have continued to pour out. That means he has a lot of personal information in his hands. I raised my head as if I had remembered something.

“How's the victim's computer recovery going? ”

We sent a request to the carrier to confirm who used this number before. But we did find a cannon named after a homeless man. It didn't matter where the address was registered.

“I think it's hard. Burned to a crisp. I got a bunch of Internet records, but nothing. I got disconnected from a job search site. ”

He faxed in all of his resumes. Critical reasons why location tracking is difficult. Shit. Shit. Shit. It means it's a shitty company. No matter how close we are, we can't afford to lose information like this. Mongdu mutters as he wipes around his mouth.

“But I think I would have applied here, too. Welfare rotates. It's a shame it's a shell company. ”

“The bait needs to be glamorous to go fishing. ”

Isara, who was still, replied. Her voice also fades since she's tired.

“Great salary for the beginner's salary. But compared to that, the qualifications are easy, and great welfare is fundamental. The image strategy for being a young startup is excellent. ”

“That's why I get so many calls. ”

Blacksmith raised his head playfully, and told me.

“Youngest, do the same for your company. Korea will be polished. ”

“I don't have the authority. I want to start with my life. ”

“Oh, I agree. ”

The unsub draws attention to himself by setting radical conditions. They seem to be covering people up by their own standards. Mongdu sighs as he covers a piece of paper.

“Two months ago, I completed it from the 5th to the 10th. ”

And that's why we're struggling. Piles of files on desks and floors. All the numbers that came in contact with the wired number were pulled from the carrier. We cross-referenced numbers with each other and checked to see if any were on the missing persons list.

“I'm almost done, too. That was two months ago, but it's still over. ”

“The list shows last month's peak. That's twice as many. ”

“Are you out of your mind? More? Really. If I meet this bastard, I'll be damned. Where were we? ”

“I'm almost done. Let's move on to the last month. ”

The team leader who was listening to our conversation raised his head. My skin was dull and dull.

“Hang in there, I'm going through the closed-circuit analysis. Isara Pro. How about you?”

“I have a few left. ”

Share our roles, analyzing closed circuit and phone numbers simultaneously. It's a tough choice, but it has to be. I pulled another wired number, including a pay phone, from a list of calls made to the unsub's number. These numbers, they're a list of things you'll have to jump into later. I feel dizzy just looking at it.

“Come out, please. This is as far as I can smell it. ”

The direction of the investigation continued as expected. Now that Flick Company is a shell company, all that's left is to see if there's another missing person. We've been gluing our asses together for days, just checking that out.

“Oh, right. You haven't heard from the State Department, have you? ”

“Yes, that's the last time. ”

The body of the Beacon Tunnel has been confirmed as unidentified. The body was severely damaged and left untouchable for a period of time. You don't even have a DNA sample. That means we need to find traces of the victim at this number we're looking for.

“Please come out. We'll catch the killer. ”

Blackjack heavily tapped the keyboard as he turned over the paper. Tiredness and weight in each finger. I handed over the documents along with him. The silence to come back to the office. Only the sound of the paper and the knocking of the computer were void.

“Ueeek”

How long has it been? The clock that passed the night pointed to the dawn. The sound of Mongdu nausea is heard again when the team leader is dozing off. When BlackBerry heard that sound, he woke up.

“Hey, are you sure you're okay? ”

“It's okay. If it's a cup here, it stinks. ”

Courages with cups that have been eaten and stacked for days. Stuck in a corner with a pile of rubbish. I only tapped the sagging body and entered the following number. Mechanically, without any expectations.

“Huh."

But soon, the body stops. It's not because I kept looking at the screen, but because it reminded me of the word "loading." I muttered, staring at it dazed.

“It's up.”

Wudang Tang Kuang

Despite a very small voice, the team awakens. And it sticks to me like a charm. People who don't care if the paper you're holding is on the floor or not.

“Up or down? ”

“There you go. Fuck. That's it! Aaaah! ”

“Where? Who is it? ”

“Look at me, too. ”

Isara pushed her face into my computer as well. Four people squeezed, and I had to roll under my desk. Blacks took the mouse and read the letters on the screen.

“My name is Seung-hee. Twenty-four years old, you son of a bitch. Look at your firm taste. Son of a bitch. The registered residence is Eun-nudong, Seoul, but the real residence is to the South District. It's not far from here. ”

“When did you report him missing? ”

Isara took out her phone and asked. He seems to be in a hurry to contact the Department of Noodles.

“· · · Approximately three weeks before the reported disappearance. But we don't know the exact date of the disappearance. He lived away from his family. ”

“That's enough. That's enough. ”

Isara cheerfully slapped her desk and turned her back.

“Hey, sis. It's not time for bed. The body in the siege tunnel, I think we should run it again. I lost one of my numbers. On Eun Nudong side. ”

Director of the Department of Domestic Affairs. Four men sitting on one chair, it looks really strange. Mongdu mutters on his forehead.

“But we still don't know the exact time. ”

“Just enough to freeze it. But now that we have DNA, we can identify the victim, and we can dig it up there. Get out of the way. ”

The Team Leader waves his notebook and instructs Blackout.

“Call Silver Noodles, get a DNA sample and send it to the noodles. In the meantime, we keep working. ”

“Okay.”

“Yep. Got it. ”

After making progress on the investigation, the atmosphere that had sagged was revived at once. Blacksmith contacts Silver Nung, Mongdu and I take our seats again. The sun is just starting to rise. It was about five hours after it was contacted by the Department of Noodles. It was when we were sleeping on the table.

“Get up. ”

Isara's calm voice woke us up.

“DNA match. Beacon Tunnel corpse, Ji Sun-hee is right. ”

* * *

“Are you there?”

Rusty turquoise iron gate. Blackouts and I call out to the person, pushing the door halfway open. cement courtyards and small favelas. It is typically a country house with a fragrance. The clothes lying on the laundry line were dripping with water.

“Who are you?”

At that time, a middle-aged woman appeared, opening the door. Dark white hair with long traces compared to the face. She leans heavily over her left leg since she's not feeling well.

“Is this Ji Sun-hee's house? ”

The woman who was approaching us stopped. A good breeze that blows at the same time. The corners of your clothes fly and fall to the ground. The woman bites her lips as if she were about to swallow something from within.

“I'm from the Xuan Police Department. ”

Eun Nung police had already visited this morning. A long time after you reported him missing, you contacted the police again, and then another person came out of the police department. You can't help but imagine that you don't feel anxious. And unfortunately, anxiety always fits.

“· · · No? · · · No. ”

She shakes her head lightly, striding back. Blacklings swallow their saliva and open their mouths.

“A moment ago, a body was found in the Beacon Tunnel. The DNA match was confirmed by Seung-hee Ji. ”

“What are you talking about! ”

The woman cut off Mongdu's horse, screaming. Unlike a wobbly body, your voice is full of strength. It must be the power of denial.

“You can check it face to face if you want, but you want to recommend it because the corpse damage is too large. ”

Thung Thung

“Stop it!"

The woman threw a basket at us that lay on top of the usual. The inside of the buttocks are spread out on the floor. A woman who collapses at the same time. I ran and grabbed her body.

“Are you all right?"

“No. It makes sense that our child is dead, detectives. There seems to be a misunderstanding. It's impossible · · · ·. ”

Then, a man ran out of the house. She looks like a high school student after seeing her face.

“Mom, what's going on? ”

And they stare at us with extreme caution. Blacks show identification, and they lift the woman. The child sneaks into the house, gawking at him. Bring some water and give it to your mother. The heat in the hot house choked my breath.

“Mother, I'm so sorry to tell you this. The direction of the investigation is slaughtered, and the current amount of Seonhee is in the number of noodles. This is our number. ”

I also took my business card out of my pocket. A woman and child watching it powerlessly. The child shed a lot of tears to see if he can finally understand the situation. I clenched my lips to not make a sound, but how can I stop the sorrow from leaking out?

“I'll do my best to investigate. Do you have any idea what happened when you reported him missing or what Ji Sun-hee said? ”

I asked carefully, but it took me a long time to get back the answer. It was because the child and mother were mistaken. Blackie and I silently listened to it and gave it a burning lie.

“· · · Sunheeka. I've been through a lot. ”

The woman spits slowly, as if recalling.

“His father was sick for half his life, and I was unwell too. Secondly, after a little age difference, Sunhee played the most role. ”

Since high school, I went to university with difficulty doing part-time work, and I lived hard every day.

“It was time to graduate, so I had a hard time getting ready for work. I thought I couldn't get in touch with you. ”

The daughter who disappeared in the middle of nowhere. We made fun of the pen as we listened to her. It means I won't leak a single statement. She told me in detail what she said before she went missing and what she did.

“Detective, can we catch the culprit? ”

And a little question on the end. We were speechless and blocked. Two people staring with wet eyes. Blackie and I nod slowly.

“I'll hold on to it. ”

“· · Thank you. Thank you."

“We'll be in touch if we need to investigate further. Please let me know if you have any questions. ”

A woman bent her elongated head as if she were a small consolation. We took a heavy step out the gate. Blackouts that won't start even after getting in the car. I quietly recited it.

“The harder life was, the more glamorous the bait that he shook. ”

You wanted to get a job early, have a stable life.

“Mongdu said. The school victim was also struggling with job preparations. ”

Mongdu and Team Leader responsible for the families of the school village victims. I was used to facing victims, but not familiar with them. Every time I feel a new pain. Blacksmith turns the car key and mutters bitterly.

“Son of a bitch. You really are a mess. ”

Jiaying! Jiaying!

Blacksmith throws his cell phone at me and steps on Axel. It was a call from Mongdu.

“Yes, sir. Blackie's driving. I'm meeting Ji Sun-hee's family and returning. ”

I'm about to finish my analysis here, but there's one more. This is the last person on the phone before the phone disconnect.

“Yes?”

I asked Mongdu suddenly.

There's one more missing. But it looks like no bodies were found this way. or Isara Pro says still · · · ·.

Blacks flicked my eyebrows. I waved my hand silently to tell him to hurry. I think I know what Mongdu means.

EP140. Victims' Common Ends

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