The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

EP142. Good timing, Steamed

“To?”

With someone muttering, the blink catches my eye. Needle marks across the ball. Other team members are not that different. By default, you have a puffy head and a puffy face.

“What, what? ”

“Ow!”

As BlackBerry crawls, he reaches out to a detective. The hair of another detective lying asleep is trampled on his feet, seizing like a domino, and touching the person next to him.

“Look. ”

“Is this the car bell from the studio village? The license plate's covered up, and I get the feeling it's his car. ”

The team rubs their eyes and pushes their faces in. It was a scraped video of me and Blackie near Seung-hee Ji's house. Waiting for a signal from a range.

“Oh, I think you're right. ”

The picture quality was clear because it was floating until the year. Unfortunately, the angle prevents your face from being seen. I think I can catch Montage in a different direction · · ·.

“Shit. It's stuck. It's stuck.”

“Sunbae, can't you zoom in? ”

“Wait a minute. ”

The detective taps the keyboard at Mongdu's request. It was night in the studio and the quality was low. But it's different now. I was able to distinguish what was on the plate.

“Is this clay? ”

“It's no ordinary clay at night because it glows. ”

“Maybe it's a mixture of colors. They use it a lot at events. ”

The plate on the screen was covered with more than half of the mud. It's not as awkward as it was painted on purpose, but it's as if vagina was buried there naturally.

“You've got a bit of a headache. ”

“Oh, shit. You can see it's a Seoul car. ”

The team leader frowned and stared at the screen. In the meantime, Mongdu has brought a map of Ji Sun-hee's neighborhood. I have marked the location of the collected footage on it.

“Call me.”

I was distracted and muttered.

“Turn left from the distance. It's broken.”

“Left? Who has a closed circuit to the left? ”

“That would be Detective Jang over there. ”

The detective's finger was pointed at a man who slept in a corner. The team leader ran up and grabbed the laptop he was hugging.

“Call the time. ”

“2: 03 p.m. ”

“· · Okay. Okay, it's up. It's turning to the left, straight down. Straight ahead, then right in the second alley. ”

I listened to the Team Leader and drew a map along the way. I think I can feel the killer's fingertips. A sliding marker. We chased him from each other's seats.

“Back to the right. ”

“Okay. Wait here and then turn. ”

Teammates take their laptops out of the hands of sleeping detectives, and I follow the map.

“Stop.”

After doing so a few times, Mongdu stopped what he was doing. A bunch of big, ugly circles on the map. Inside was the residence of Seunghee Zhi.

“Why?”

“I've been caught.”

Mongdu turns the screen so that his team can see. His car barely crosses a narrow alley. At close spacing, push your face out of the window to check the side.

“That's one hell of a stand. ”

“I can't help but admit, ”

It was taken at a 45-degree angle, but it was easy to see the impression. Perpetrator with normal fighting energy. I can see his eyes torn out like snakes. I took a screenshot and sent it straight to Information. The team leader picks up his cell phone and sends a message to the site.

“Hey, it's me. Suspect in a trance. Find out who it is. mainly for ex-cons living in the Samdong-gu area. He's definitely not a supervillain after what he's done. Violence or whatever, he's been in and out of jail once. We'll keep following the closed circuit. Yeah, wake up, man. ”

While the team leader was on the phone, we continued to chase after the car. However, the boundaries of the angle taken and the closed circuit near Seung-hee Ji's house, so there was no sign of him going down the main road anymore.

“It's broken, should I go scratch some more right now? ”

Blacks sweep the head with their hands and ask. In fact, if you have a lot of time, it's a formal way. The team leader finished speaking with the Information Department and picked up his cell phone again. This time it will turn the phone towards Gil Dong.

“When am I gonna start digging around? There's no time.”

“So what do we do? ”

“With the car identified, we need to change the trampling target. Mongdu, is there a subway station or bus stop nearby? ”

“Yes, it's just an alleyway from Ji Sun-hee's house. Do you want to check the CCTV?”

Mongdu hit first. Isara Pro predicts the unsub's home base, Samdong-gu Gil Dong. If Ji Seon-hee, who doesn't have a car, is headed that way, there will definitely be a record.

“Just one day. There's only one day left. ”

“First of all, I'm going to put a video request in Traffic. Once we get the footage, we'll pass it on to the big boys. ”

If Park Seon-yee's body is found, or if the investigation leads back to the origin, then you can pinch the traces of the car and catch it. Now's the time to jump a little bit.

“We don't have time, so we need to be more careful than we need to get there. There's an option called Gil Dong. All we have to do is make sure it's true. How long from the time the car was just shot to the time before it was reported missing? ”

“About four days. ”

“Fair enough. During that time, check to see if Ji Sun-hee is caught in nearby transportation. ”

“You seem to go out a lot. I've seen it on video a few times. Wait a minute."

Mongdu checks the position of the bus stop on the map, then nods. The team leader flinches his fingers at something unsettling.

‘Golden time. ’

The pressure it puts on you and your responsibility as team leader. If the investigation goes wrong, it will be very burdensome because there is no turning back. Mongdu, who quickly turned over the screen, stopped.

“Is that him?”

“Where?”

“Here's a woman in a suit. It's a little blurry, but it's you, right? ”

“That's right. Where are we going? ”

“Uh · · Subway. It's a subway.”

“Keep checking. I don't know if he's just out or not. I've been fooled too many times. Victim was in the library all night. ”

“Yes, I understand. ”

At the words of the blink, Mongdu turns over the screen, focusing. The time in the video flowed three or four times faster, and the darkness soon spread. And then in the morning. Dinner comes again. Mongdu bites his lips and shakes his head.

“We got a missing persons report for lunch this day. It's over.”

We've identified the last trace of the victim. The team leader, who received Mongdu's signal, picks up his cell phone and calls toward Gill-Dong.

“Hey, it's me. We have a visual on the suspect's vehicle. But we can't run the plates. I got Montage for you. Just pull out the closed circuits in the vicinity of the subway station and send them out. Looks like the victim took the subway to you. Uh, yeah. Let me go right away. ”

The team leader hung up and clapped loudly. Waking up sleepy detectives. With the direction of the investigation clear, we needed a lot of hands again.

“Boys, get a grip, wipe that spit. Ugh. This is gonna get ugly. Really.”

“Ahhhh · · · Why · · · What's up? ”

“Yeah. It's up. We'll have a list of suspects in the Intelligence Department shortly. We'll send a closed circuit to the side of the road. ”

“Again? Closed circuit again? ”

“It will be easy this time. We just need to grab one Ji Sun-hee and go. So stay sharp and stick it up your ass. One team analyzes Montage, two compares closed circuits. Okay?”

“Yes. I'll get some water. ”

Cops from the Xuanzan Police Department. I get up from my seat and go to the bathroom. We don't have much time left, so we don't have much time left to catch him. I hope the victim is still alive.

“The Intelligence Department is coming up with a list of suspects. ”

I moved my toothbrush to my mouth and approached the fax machine. The paper is constantly spilling out of the fax machine in the corner.

“It's going to take some time. Maybe an hour or two. I'm doing it first. ”

“I'd rather get caught right here. Then what's with the CCTV analysis? Just go fuck yourself! Boom!”

Blacksmith clenches fist and stabs regime. That's a lot of power, yeah. Mongdu put a faxed piece of paper in his side like that.

“Go for it! ”

“Good! Fight! ”

Blacksmith kept clenching his fist. We sat down, leaving him like that. The start of the morning was not bad.

* * *

And that night. An apartment in Gillespie, Samdong District. It was a very old building. A rectangular corridor structure. A clothesline hanging from the floor was lined with dresses. Paint, cement, and chipped away without resisting the signs of time.

Moss gains

A white car that enters the apartment parking lot. There's mud all over the front and back of the license plate. He roughly parked his car and took the elevator. The elevator passes quickly through a palm-sized window.

Chop chop.

He stands in front of an iron door, down on the sixth floor, with a signboard that reads 603. You turn the key and open the door. It smells like tobacco stew and oil coming up at the same time. The dark house was a pile of rubbish.

“What? Why are you alone? ”

The man looks at the woman sitting quietly in the living room and mutters. The woman with long hair tangled, her hands and feet tied, fell down. Without a woman's answer, the man frowns slightly.

“Ah, sorry. I forgot.”

Chiik

Then take off the blue tape on your mouth and ask again.

“What about the others? ”

“· · · Ah, what was lacking · · · · bar · · outside · · ”

The woman squeezes the horse almost as if she were confused. Her face was covered in blood. You don't look so good sitting down.

“Oh, you must be super. ”

The man nods as if he only knew. The man picks a banana that has turned brown and throws it in his mouth.

“Senior.”

“Yes?”

“Do you want to eat? ”

The man glanced at Park Seon Ye and laughed. A woman who swallows saliva. However, I shook my head lightly. If you say you're going to eat it, I've never yelled at you twice.

“· · No. ”

“Why? Did you steal something while we were gone? ”

Ta-da!

The man suddenly slapped the woman on the cheek. The ship example, which had not been eaten for several days, fell back emptyly. The man throws a banana peel at her as if annoyed.

‘I thought I'd let you in because it's the last time. Arrogant. If they knew, they'd go nuts again. ’

They starved her for days to clear her stomach. In the post-mortem, the food upstairs is an important clue. The man whistles and pulls out the petting bottle under the sink. A barrel full of gasoline.

“· · · There. ”

Park Seon-ye hardened her face as she looked at it in the dark. I started to feel more and more real. Their behavior, unlike usual, is clearly not good for them. She instinctively called the man.

“What?"

Zhongdong

At that moment, the bell rings heavily. The man and Park Seon Ye looked at the front door with a nervous expression.

- Are they kids? Why are they ringing the doorbell? ’

He grabbed a knife from the kitchen. He carefully approaches the door and checks out through the small hole. I don't see anyone. With growing anxiety, he breathes.

Kung

“Ow!”

Someone kicked in the front door from outside. Familiar voices and laughter that are heard at the same time. It was his colleagues who went out.

“What are you doing? You're a stooge.”

“Puhahaha jerk. ”

They open the front door with a black bag full of hands.

“You gotta be kidding me. I thought you dropped your heart. ”

“Yes, Mr. Road. I need you to know that I fucked your heart. ”

“Stop fucking around. You ready for this? What about Han Byung?”

“Hey, the rope fell off. He was the last one. A bottle will come up soon. I met the landlady downstairs. ”

“Fuck. I hate that bitch the most. I say all kinds of things while I'm shaking. ”

They pulled the cigarette out of their pockets and asked. A man called a street vendor pours out smoke and looks up at the meridian. And like the devil, he muttered very calmly.

“Shall we go now? I'm hungry too. Let's get something to eat while we're back. ”

“Wait. One last thing. ”

One of your colleagues quickly turns off his cigarette and loosens his belt. Then the nobleman's face becomes white. Again, having to spend a hell of a time. She kneels down and rubs her hands together.

“Hey, come on, please. Please just look at me once. ”

“Can't you just give me a reason? ”

“Please · · · No · · · ·. Please · · · Ow! ”

However, the man grabbed the head of a nobleman without hesitation. And step towards the inner room. The good man resisted as he lay flat on the floor with his tears in his eyes. Then the roadmap frowned and called out to the man.

“It's the acolyte.”

The man called Cheng Mo stood still. The merit opened my eyes wide to the expectation that it would dry me off in a moment. But coming back is like getting a knife.

“Hurry up. I'm hungry. Fuckin 'asshole. ”

“Ahh. Okay. Okay.”

“Ahhhh! No! Please!”

It was the moment when she caught the noble hair again.

Thump

Someone knocked on the door. Discontinuous behavior. Park Seon-ye also stopped shouting with tears. The road bursts into laughter, putting out cigarettes.

“One bottle is enough. There's no progress. You think I'm lying to you again? ”

The road leads to the front door and opens the door.

“Son of a bitch! I cheated once or twice · · ·. ”

But standing there is a stranger. He was a man with dark skin and an unusual size. He frowns and looks inside the house.

“Who?”

“Oh, me? ”

He smiles lightly, looking up at the iron bag next to him.

“Bullseye · · · ·. ”

“What?"

“No, no, no. Steamed delivery. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

The road turns around and calls out to its companions.

“Hey, did someone tell you what to do? ”

“Oh, no, it's not. ”

As my colleagues curiously ask, the road looks back at me. As soon as I try to tell you that I think you've made a mistake, I stab a man's fist in the face on the road.

EP142. Good timing, end of story.

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