The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

Angle

An elegant high-rise gallery where even the sound of walking resonates. Director Kim and I entered the quiet lobby and looked around. Standing tall with a quiet storyteller blossoming.

“Young master, welcome. ”

She finds us and smiles brightly. It looks much more charismatic than it looks on the outside. I followed the instructions to the special exhibition room inside. Where public access is prohibited due to exhibition preparation.

“Nice card. Thanks to you, it was a great date. ”

“Ah, you're welcome. ”

As soon as she saw me, she handed out a card. Chief Kim said he was embarrassed because he wrote less than himself. I looked around the wide hall.

“It's totally dark. ”

“I don't know what it's going to be, but it's the default price for Filo. Dark and gloomy.”

“What about the writer Pilo? ”

“I'm in a meeting on the inside. ”

I took a closer look at the picture on the wall. It's not a new piece, it's a photograph I saw in Skylounge. Or what appeared to be a B-cut.

“I just hung it up to see the feeling and the plot. Still no progress. because you have to do the first exhibition, or you have to do the unopened. ”

There was no change in his face, but his voice felt annoyed and embarrassed. As an exhibitionist, I have to insist. I walked across the hall touching my tie.

“This is it.”

A meeting room with a slight door open. Inside, you hear a buzz.

“· · · Writer. Let's fix it until this week. ”

“But those are B-cuts. ”

“It might be a good idea to go to an open-air exhibition. It's already next month's exhibition, and it doesn't make sense that you can't choose the artwork. ”

Unlike a gentle tone, the contents were sharp. People who look at the door. Associates and a prominent man.

“Hello."

Clowns and mouths protruding from thin, curly hair. A man whose weariness is characteristic of an artist in a depressed eye. He looked at me, and he looked at me and said, "Who?" Introduce me in a calm voice.

“Writer Pilo. This is the son of the gallery director. I've been meaning to meet you. ”

Without a single modifier, everyone knew who I was in the words of Im Sook's son. Phil got up from his seat and asked me to shake his hand.

“Hello."

“Nice to meet you. I saw your work at the New Person Exhibition. Well, I hope I'm not interrupting anything in the middle of a meeting. ”

“Hehe. No. I was thinking of taking a break. I'll get you something to drink. Talk to me.”

The staff smiled and left. They don't have to, but · · they need to rest. Chairman Kim stared at Pilo with a shivering look behind him. Oops. We'll rush right in when we get there.

“Madam, please tell the staff you'll be okay to have a drink. ”

“To?”

“Please.”

Director Kim hesitated, but soon after realizing my intentions, he left the conference room. I can't help it. I tapped my desk and looked at him.

“Do you have something to say? ”

“No, I've never seen a photographer before. I'm sorry if I offended you.”

“· · It's okay. ”

“Your work is very impressive. ”

He lifted his tongue to my compliment. It's always fun to be recognized by someone.

“But you said your work wasn't doing very well. ”

“Yes, it's hard to find a model that I like. It's not easy to go out on the streets and look at people every day. because you have to have an aesthetic, and you have to be sure about the temperature inside. ”

What are you talking about? I nodded, pretending to understand.

“You can use models that you've worked on before. ”

Then Pilo's eyes changed. An arrogant and authoritative gaze like a god standing on the clouds of art. It seems to look down on me who is an outsider. This guy. You have a knack for making people unlucky without words.

“It's already dead, isn't it? ”

I looked at him without an answer. Then he added an explanation with a slightly sloppy voice.

“By default, the model is already dead, according to the theme of death. There's no coming back from the dead. So you can't use the model again. ”

That makes sense. I nodded, meaning I understand.

“Still, this is going to ruin the exhibition. ”

“I'm sorry to say this in front of your son, but the exhibition doesn't really matter to me. It's always a priority. Now I'm nervous, not because I don't think I can open an exhibition, but because I don't think I can make a good piece anymore. ”

I could see how he captivated people in a short period of time. Either way, Phil was an artist in the bone. The public recognized it.

“That's impressive.”

“No, my work is not mine. It's the subject's. How much pain it inflicts is a matter of life. ”

“Oh, right. What did you do with the models' pupils? ”

I told Pilo to stop. The look on his face of an unexpected question,

“There's a horse coming out of the gallery. Death has great details. ”

“· · · Thank you for your help. I was just, you know, there by my side. ”

He scratches his head and arms and mutters. Gettin 'rough like a madman. She's seizing like she's sick.

“Mr. Pilo? ”

“I'm sorry. I've been under a lot of stress lately. ”

“No, I understand. Art is easy.”

“The world isn't going my way. In fact, there is a model that I have seen · · ·. ”

Maybe you're referring to a clerk. He bites his nails and says to himself, Habit, puffy fingers. I knocked on his desk and ventilated his attention.

“I came to tell you that. ”

“What? What is that? ”

“At the high gallery, we prohibit working in the same position. In addition, everything is encouraged to share a certification of merit. My mother, of course. ”

I sold Lady Im Sook with a smile. I think it's a relative and a relative who's supposed to use it like this.

“If something goes wrong, we have to intervene at the company level. Please keep that in mind for the writer. Even if the exhibition is not important, relationships need to be good in many ways to continue the activity. ”

“· · · Seo Yeo-jin said. ”

“He's also a personal friend. ”

When I smile, Phil bows his head. Apparently, he was dejected because he heard it in person in the yard that he was being rejected.

“Ha. There's no more perfect model than the one on the stand. ”

“She's a very beautiful woman. ”

“No, not only that, but the internal temperature. Very few people have a cold, warm energy. If I get one last chance, I want to film her. That's it.”

His temperature's off. I barely continued the conversation with a frowning glance.

“Well, everybody's got hope. But if you don't like it, you should quit. The gallery wants to have a good relationship with the writers. ”

Which means, soon, you can be Chuck. No matter how much I prioritized my work over the exhibition, it was also necessary to continue my life as a writer.

“Don't let go of what's in your hand for the greater good." That's a shame. ”

“That sounds like an eardrum. Anyway, I hope you'll take my word for it. ”

Dalkak

At that time, the door opened and the staff rushed in. I told them I wasn't going to drink anything, but they had a bunch of drinks in their hands.

“Are you finished? ”

“Mr. Ko Ji-hoon. No, I don't know what to say. Hoho.”

“I'm a little embarrassed to call you Young Master. ”

The staff sat down, filling in between me and the writer Pilo. Director Kim, who holds the angle at the door and watches Writer Pilo. I smiled at the staff, ignoring him.

“Feel free to call me. ”

“You said you have a title, right? ”

“Oh, can I call you Chief, then? Chief Goo Ji-hoon.”

Employees talk to me and ask me questions He's the son of the owner and he's interested in me, the cop. The writer Pilo, who was listening quietly next to me, was surprised and asked again.

“· · · What do you mean? ”

“Ah, Writer. Didn't you know? Goji Hoon, you're a cop. He said he was in some kind of investigation. ”

I watched Filo's face change without saying a word. It is not just a general surprise reaction. A face full of embarrassment and embarrassment. By the way, when Seo-yeon introduced me, all she said was "son."

“Perhaps the third. ”

“Yes, that's right. Oh, did you know that you're the first and second brother? I hate to hear it, but I don't want to hear you look like your first brother. ”

“Oh, look at what the chief is saying. ”

I burst into laughter at my jokes. The State of Mind was a bit peculiar. However, Pilo's complexion became more pale.

Thud

“Oh, I'll leave you to it today. ”

“Yes? You haven't had the concept meeting yet. ”

“I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well. ”

He picks up his duffel bag and stands up. Employees with ridiculous expressions. I summoned him who was running away.

“Mr. Pilo. ”

The man who stands still and stares at me. Something's not right.

“Can I go to the studio next time? ”

“I don't invite anyone into my workshop. ”

“Hmm. Really? Too bad.”

Writer Pilo leaves that note and walks to the door. A man who stares through the handwriting that holds the door hook. Director Kim clears his throat and digs between the two. Covering your girlfriend with your body.

“Hmmm. I'll get the door. ”

“· · · Thank you. ”

When the writer Pilo disappeared, the staff complained as a whole. I'm not a writer by name, I'm not a newcomer.

“The more I look at it, the weirder it gets. I'm not kidding. Chief Seo, don't ever go out with the writer after us. ”

“I know. Usually it's strange, and I think someone's the master of the art world. I've been doing this for weeks, and you want to go to the Holiday dance? ”

“Ahoy. I wouldn't suffer like this if it weren't for demand. That writer, he's mistaken. They think the VIP bought a few drawings and got into orbit. ”

This gossip is pouring out horribly. I listened to associates while sipping drinks. Seongjin sighs as he sweeps down his hair.

“If we don't make progress by next month, I'll talk to the Chief and Deputy Commissioner. ”

I also stood up while checking the clock. I came to see the writer, and now that he's gone, there's no reason for me to stay.

“I should probably get going, too. Sorry to interrupt you guys at work. ”

“You're leaving already? ”

“Haha. See you later. I look forward to the exhibition. ”

Director Kim and I came out alone with Seo Yeo-jin. Two lovers wondering what happened. I shook my hand with a smile. It means don't worry.

“Well said, I'm not going to bring up model work anymore. He seemed to understand. ”

“Phew. Thank God. ”

“Thank you, Young Master. ”

Seo Yeo-jin thanked us, escorting us to the gallery. Me and Director Kim waved out the window to greet each other, and I thought everything was going so well. But that's when it really started.

* * *

“Youngest!”

And then a few days later. Team Leader calling me in tearing voice. I was surprised when I walked into the Special Forces office.

“Where's the youngest! ”

“What's the matter? ”

“Hey! Hey! ”

The Team Leader rushes at me with a strange Chuimbird. He was holding a bunch of paper. A noodle and water mark on the cover.

“What is this? ”

“What? That's what I'm asking. Where did you get these pictures? ”

I handed over the paper and tried to figure out what the team leader had to say. Filo's photo analysis. As I try to open my mouth, the team leader yells at the whale.

“This is a real dead man. ”

“· · · Ah, eh? ”

Surprised, a strange sound pops out of your mouth. I quickly read the letters in the report. Blacks and mondus were also snarling next to me.

“Let's see. There are five women in total, 'there are no signs of manipulation because it is natural to loosen the pupils when estimating the time sequence.’ ”

Blackjack frowned and asked.

“Why does this mean he's dead? ”

“Read the bottom line. When zoomed in under the microscope, I noticed that the standing down down down down down. It means that the living are dying. Where did you get this? ”

“Oh, let go. My youngest. I keep picking up weird stuff out there. That's enough of a gag. Gako.”

What is this? The team asked, and I wrapped my head in a daze. Just curiosity and half, and it turns out the commission is actually half interesting. It was the moment when internal affairs turned into investigations. And most importantly, a corpse.

“Ladies, who are the women who are the victims? ”

EP177. Ending the moment of an internal investigation

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