The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

EP141. Three Color Criminal Areas

Thud

Blackie and I opened the door to the office. Then it smells like a hook. It was the smell of a pile of rubbish gathered in the office. Isara Pro in a bunch of crumpled shirts. I was leaning against my desk with my glasses on. They don't look away even though we're here.

“Excuse me?"

“Oh, you're here? ”

The blacksmith tapped his shoulder, and he regained consciousness. But still, the end of his gaze turned to the whiteboard. Reports from Seonhee Ji and the number of ladybugs. And autopsy photos. Everything was in one place.

“Axel, I stepped on it as best I could. I don't know what you're talking about. Tell me more. ”

Blacks asked, throwing the car keys on the table. I can't see where Mongdu is. The team leader turns his chair around and says,

“So I've heard. You guys go, we finish the number-coupling. But there's another one. His name is Park Seon-ye. He's 26 years old. Almost the last caller. ”

I checked the call list on the desk. The day before he ended the landline call. Isara clicks on the ballpoint pen and mutters.

“We have a lot in common with the victims. Age to face, etc. Oh, by the way, the missing ship report is a week after the phone call. It's about time we took on the Beacon Tunnel case. ”

Quite recent compared to other missing persons. I chewed my lips hard and frowned. Is he still alive?

“Fifteen percent, at most. ”

“Yes?”

“The odds of survival. I'm working on that right now. I can't say I'm sure, but I expect I am. ”

Isara picks up a marker and starts writing something on the whiteboard. Like I'm possessed by something.

“I said I had a lot in common with the victims, right? ”

“The unsub's taste in puppies is solid. ”

Blacksmith spits out his anger and confronts her. He looked at the file called Isaiah and said.

“I think the routine as well as my taste is similar. ”

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

“Time to go missing after a landline call. The victim in the studio village was linked to a landline number, and two weeks later there was a fire. ”

“Is that the amount of time between the beginning and the end of the case? ”

“Yes, the timing of Seung-hee Ji's disappearance has been confirmed, so the number of noodles has increased the estimated time of death. Once Mongdu goes to get the victim's call logs, make sure to compare to it · · ·. ”

Fluffy.

I heard a tiger come when I told him, and Mongdu showed up sweating. He must have been on a bike or worn a helmet.

“Here, I got it. Huff.”

Mongdu handed over the documents in his hand to Isara. It's much quicker to go in person than to ask for it in the official form. She starts checking her vision with a ballpoint pen. And a slow, blotchy smile. It was a smile that was closer to relief than pleasure.

“The time of death sent by the Department of Noodles can be a day's worth of tea. That calculation is also this week. ”

“Yes!”

The team leader cheers with a fierce fist. The body of the Beacon Tunnel also means that he died two weeks after speaking to the landline.

“This should make things easier. If we have something in common, we can use it to predict our next victim. ”

Isara took out a map of Seoul and began displaying the victim's last call location and residence. The distance between the two was not far. This means that the victim's last call location is near their home. Blacks straighten their fingers as if they were a little confused.

“I mean, the victims lived alone, so the ‘Missing Persons' themselves got screwed up. Commonly, however, he died two weeks after a wired call. What, this? ”

“Yes, that's a good idea. ”

“I'm a little confused by the sequence of events. ”

As the blacks scratch her head, Isara mutters, folding the sleeve of her shirt.

“But now I think the studio village is a bit unusual. because the crime scene was the victim's house. I think Beacon and Park Seon-ye have been kidnapped. ”

“You can catch the culprit and ask him. ”

Fortunately, the identity of Seon-hee has been confirmed, and traces and directions are emerging. We have someone to compare it to, so we can guess the unsub's behavior. I opened my mouth as if something had come to mind.

“Last caller name · · ·. ”

“It's a ship.”

“Yes, Mr. Park. How many days has he been on the phone since the last call? ”

The date was the most important thing to see if she was still alive. Isaiah replied with a subtle expression. Date as blurry as face.

“Twelve days till today. ”

Kuang

Isara blinked her head.

“Ooh. Blink twice and I'll give it to you. ”

Crap.

The team leader lightly slaps his back. Wake up and get up. Mongdu brought a big map of Seoul. Blacks scratch their heads and stand up and scratch them.

“Is that the guy who doesn't have time to lie down? ”

“Stop hitting me. I'm going through all the brain cells. ”

“You can search. There's someone else in charge here. ”

When the team leader looks at Isara, she picks up the red, blue and green markers.

“Chances are, the unsub's area is locked down. We lured the victim in the name of employment, so there must have been an office. ”

“That's right."

Of course, the address listed on the site was a hoax, but there must also be a 'show’ place to meet and attract victims.

“The office is most likely not far from the victims. You said the unsub got his résumé and selected it on his own terms. ”

“Is that a criterion you can't walk away from? ”

“Apparently. Common sense streetscapes. They actually apply not just to crime, but also to everyday life. ”

She's right. She lives in Seoul, but she won't leave work and leave for Busan alive. When we made our natural faces, Isara nodded and explained.

“And usually the unsub with a node tends to set up some sort of criminal zone. It varies from case to case. The type is acceptable in the area of the Node or for a certain distance from the Node. Our unsub appears to be the successor based on the location of the victims. ”

Isara painted her studio village, beacon tunnel, and her house in different colors. Mongdu, who was watching, asked.

“How many kilometers is that? ”

22 kilometers. A little bit more than in the past. So here are three points for us. ”

Isara smiled and reached out her hand to me. Knowing what she was about to do, I brought a long, cold man from my desk. Based on each of these points, I drew a small circle of 22 kilometers.

“When you paint the areas of the three victims, there's a common overlap. ”

We looked at her color, facing her head. At the same time, we muttered to each other, "Criminal Zone," which slowly showed its appearance.

“· · · Samdong-gu. ”

The team leader mutters, looking through the colored areas. It was precisely the road movement and the surrounding area of Sindong District.

“Gil Dong. Gil Dong is right. Where he is. ”

“Motivation?”

“Yes. I should ask you to cooperate. No, I need to borrow not only you, but our boys from Major Crimes. ”

Twelve days since he disappeared. And if the killer is killed according to his routine, there's only two days left. 15% chance of survival. I can't say it's high, but you can't let go of the leash of hope.

“Come on, kids. Calm down and listen to me. ”

“Calm down, big brother. We're all good. ”

Crap.

It wouldn't be right if I didn't. Blacks hang on to their foreheads and hang down on their desks. The team leader waved his notebook lightly for no reason. My hands are shaking from excitement or tension. We turned our gaze as if we hadn't tried hard.

‘Golden time. ’

After two days, the odds of survival will also disappear. Her life will depend on what we do and what we do. The team leader ordered, clearing his throat.

“Mongdu and I will go and interrogate the ship's family and scrape the closed circuit near the house, including the last call location. Time is · · · · up to 3pm. ”

The office clock was pointing to one in the afternoon. That means we're gonna move pretty tight. It must be recent, so there will be clues. The team leader blinked at me.

“And Seon-hee Ji's side. Scratch all closed circuits as well. I did some family research, so let's move on. Isara Pro reconnects with the county to double check for any suspected vessels or casualties related to the incident. ”

“Yes, I understand. ”

“Because there is no time, CCTV footage is only extracted from the blind. Migration period from time of call to disappearance. Split them up by day and hand them over to the MCU boys. ”

The X.A.P.D. itself will flip over. Mongdu nodded and put the extension phone in, and I recorded the closed circuit time zone to be unplugged in the notebook. I asked the team leader as I was preparing to blink.

“What are you going to do about Gilse-dong in Samdong? ”

“I'll contact you there myself. You know that car in front of the studio? I'll tell them to get their plates dirty while they patrol. Mongdu, get your car keys! ”

“Yes, sir. ”

“Let's do good. If it's squeaky, it's over. Okay?”

“Okay!”

The high-powered Black Cry. The team leader left the office with his cell phone out. Mongdu, who saw it, quickly handed the handset over to Isara.

“Boss, come with me! Ugh. Can I have the extension? ”

“Don't worry. Oh, hello? This is the director of Special Forces. The incident this time · · · ·. ”

Mongdu picks up the car keys and leaves the office in a frenzy. Me and Blackie chased after him, too. I felt like my skin was running out of time. Sharp needles and minute needles come alive as if they were poking to move quickly.

“Youngest. Buckle up properly. ”

Blacks must have felt it, too. I stepped on Axel roughly and headed to Seon-hee's living quarters. I went crazy, ran around and collected all the suspicious cameras.

“The youngest. Check the convenience store cameras over there. I'll go to the store over there. ”

“Yes, sir. There's a traffic camera up there. ”

“Oh, good. I can get a good angle. Here's the number for the telephone pole. ”

We got back in the car a little before the three o'clock we promised. Records of video management stacked in the back seat. Blacks were sweating and asked.

“Did you miss anything? Did you scratch everything?”

I checked the last time I took out a small map and notebook.

“Yes, I have it all. I think we just need to go and analyze it. ”

When I rushed back to the special investigation, Blackie and I felt a strange popularity in the hallway.

Duck.

“Hello?”

“Hey. They're here. ”

“Too late, man. Search.”

“You're the youngest! Hand over what you have to the second team. ”

Homicide detectives packed in the office. Everyone was sitting on the couch and on the floor, holding their laptops one by one. First, Mongdu and the team leader who had picked up Park Seon Ye's closed circuit were also sitting at their desks making fun of the keyboard without any problems. Isara is also in one corner.

“Are you going to stand still? Time is running out."

“No, I'm sorry. ”

“Come to your senses! ”

Homicide detective touched my collar and asked. I also went back to my seat and played a closed circuit video. An office where the A/C turns violently, but the heat from the appliance is sweaty. Everyone didn't butt out until evening. Time was gradually flowing across the dawn, when it was morning. I heard the elasticity of someone we wanted so much.

“Hey, isn't this the car from the studio? ”

EP141. The End of Three Colored Criminal Areas

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