The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

A small alley near the Yongin bus station. I stared at the entrance of a building while chewing gum. It's because it's so old and dusty, it doesn't feel like it's human popularity.

“Is this the right place? ”

“No, you're right. Ugh. But can we go back to that police station? I'm really gonna die. ”

Kim Ga-hoon in his hands. With his eyes closed, he continues to twist and stir. He looked so terrified.

“How persistent they are. I say this with my own mouth, but Master Tak farts a little bit. I'm sure they'll come looking for me even after they get out. ”

“I've been chattering all day. How many times have I told you not to worry? If they go to jail, all their horns will scatter. We take on a couple of gangsters? They're not gangsters, they're local puppies. ”

Even with consolation, Kim Ga-hoon couldn't shake his anxiety. Mongdu, who was watching the situation next to him, pulls his tongue.

“Can we go up now? ”

“Yes, I think you're almost there, too. They're blocking the entrance with the cops. ”

Mongdu nods, looking at the watch. On that signal, the black man takes off his shirt and throws it in the car. Woodpeck, a blink that jumps up and unhooks itself.

“Come on. Let's go first. ”

“Ahhh.”

Mongdu and I also went up with Kim Ga-hoon. The fourth floor of the building he mentioned. The bowl was packed at the door to make sure I had the shotgun.

Zhongdong

Blackjack presses the office doorbell and puts Kim Ga-hoon's face on the intercom. You hear rustling inside, and the door slowly opens.

“Why so late · · ·. ”

“Greetings, motherfuckers! ”

Taang

I grabbed the man's face from his face and walked straight into the office. A cool opening door. You can see the group being careless inside. One, two, three, and six in total.

“Ahhhh!”

“Well, what the hell! ”

“Fuck. What's going on? ”

They stumbled back and forth to figure out the situation. I don't know why, but they're either topless or in tights. A tattoo was tattooed all over the place.

“Classic.”

“Yes, there's no personality. Personality.”

Mongdu grabbed Kim Ga-hoon's neck and pulled him inside. When I saw the look on his face, I finished looking into the situation. A vase, a plaque, and a baseball bat come at us.

“Hey! Break through! ”

“Through what? Your head?"

Baaak!

The one who was yelling at the front. I took a cool punch from the Blacksmith with my chin. The one who falls in one blow. While Mongdu is holding Gim Ga-hoon, Blackie and I dive into the crowd.

Phew!

“The rebellious bastard is more right! ”

“Ahhhh!”

What a leaf. I can't shake the black fist as long as it's stirring. I merely stood by and handcuffed the fallen ones.

“One.”

Baaak!

“Two!”

Woodduk

“Aaaaah! Wait, wait! Teacher!”

“Nimi? Did you just say Nimi? ”

It's been a long time since I've worn my body. Blacks look quite pleasant. A black flag that catches one and pushes him into a corner. I tapped the sides of the fallen ones and instructed them.

“Stay awake. Line up against the wall. ”

“Son of a bitch Kim Ga-hoon · · ·. ”

“Don't stare. Head against the wall. Or should I ask him to stick it? Hey, busy man. ”

I nodded my head and blinked. The wrong one is struggling with all sorts of wrestling skills. Those who see it stab their foreheads against the wall.

“He's the youngest. I think he's an artisan. ”

Mongdu looked through the drawer and found the black filing iron. And then there's the forged paperwork piled up behind it. Starting with the warrant, there were all sorts of things, like a complaint, ID, and a cooperation statement.

“Who's the Filipino liaison here? ”

My question draws six eyes to one side. A chunky, virtuous man. He wiggles his fingers and smiles awkwardly.

“Name.”

“Get in, it's Table Jaesung. ”

“Give me the number of the Filipino kids. You're just gonna let him contact you? ”

“It's only for urgent situations, and it's usually used for calls. I don't remember the number. It's right here on your phone. ”

A mobile phone with a desk top. I checked the call list. An international call came in with a headache a day. It was a different number than coming home to the victims. Mongdu looks at it next to him, makes a note of it, then contacts the Xuan Police Department.

“Yes, I got a local number here in the Philippines. I need your cooperation to confirm your registration address. Oh, he resisted, but no big deal. ”

I went through the books and listened to Mongdu's report. A paper detailing the amount of cash brought by the courier and when the money was sent. Then, the team leader came up with the police.

“Hey, you done? ”

“Yes, I think we can move it except for Taekjae Sung and Kim Ga-hoon here. ”

“Oh, oh, oh. What's BlackBerry doing? ”

Blackouts that are still harassing their allies with amba. We shrug, ignoring him. Taekjae is embarrassed to see his party get caught.

“Why, why are you pulling me out? ”

“I have something to do with you and Kim Ga-hoon. Listen carefully."

I took out my phone.

“The 350 million I originally wanted to give to Kim Ga-hoon. I can give it to you in one phone call. ”

Taekjae and Kim Ga-hoon, who do not know English.

“But first, you say to them, ‘The six-pack he gave me was well received. But when I spoke to him, he was tied up with an 18-billion bank account, and he said," If I pay you back one billion, I can withdraw it. Do I have to send you 350,000? "”

I'm telling you, Taekjae rolls his eyes. I feel overwhelmed by how this is going to work.

“Are you looking to rob · · · · money? ”

“Bingo. This guy used to work so fast, he figured out that if you make $350 million, including $1.8 million, you're going to have to tell him. ”

I checked the books, and the money that's been passed on to them so far is about 600 million. 350 million is basically six armored money. In the Philippines, it costs 650 million.

“If you invest 650 million, you invest 2.1 billion. Tempting, isn't it?"

“Ho, I don't know if you'll let me go. ”

“Then Kim Ga-hoon goes in. Send a picture of the certification that he received 350,000 cash, and brush the seasoning that he's completely favorable, that he's not waking up. ”

I pointed to Kim Ga-hoon with my cell phone. He's so blinded by the state he's in.

“When you say it, you have to suggest that if you don't send the money, you'll eat it. You said 20% commission. ”

“Yes, it is. ”

“You can swing a bouquet towards the Philippines, or you can have some money saved up for transport, and send it to the Philippines. If you have 650 million, you'll make 2.1 billion. Stick it with the will to succeed in whatever you do. ”

Kim Ga Hoon and Tak Jae Sung looked at each other. I can do it.

“If you cooperate like this, what will come back? ”

“Well said. The money the victims took, if you give it back, it'll be worth it. And we'll write you a petition. He's been very supportive of the investigation. Kim Ga Hoon, you know you've been impersonating me, right? ”

Something that can be sued separately for defamation, etc. I swallowed a backward horse, squinting my eyebrows. The familiar one nods cautiously.

“I'll give it a try. But you keep your promises. ”

“Keep up the good work and ask. What about the table?”

Blackjack stared at him with his teeth crossed. The expression on the blackface of a white man. He gives up and nods.

“Bring cash. I think you should take a photo first. ”

“Okay, youngest! Prepare cash.”

“Yes, I understand. ”

“Hey. Here, let's move some paperwork. Thank you for taking the documents separately from the public documents. ”

As soon as they said they'd cooperate, we got up and cleaned up the office. Approximately 30 minutes before cash and money arrives.

Shake it, shake it.

We photographed Kim Ga-hoon holding a bundle of cash in multiple angles. Sent with a text asking if it can be contacted.

Jiaying

“Make no mistake about it. ”

The Pokémon nods at the command of the flask. The guy who opens a folder at the same time we press the record button. You hear the caller's voice on the headset.

“Hello?"

[What's going on without the money? What's with the pictures?]

“I got good money from that six-pack guy, but I got some business to discuss. ”

That's the voice he was talking to me about. The one who pretended to be Gu Ji-hoon. He looked down and focused on empathy.

“Kim Ga-hoon told me that he has 1.8 billion in his account. Why didn't you tell me? ”

[He said he couldn't take it out anyway. All you have to do is get what you deserve.]

Natural and good. We turn our fingers as if to keep going. Table tenets have begun to raise emotions based on scenarios.

“· · You can solve 1.8 billion accounts for 1 billion. Why don't you match the money instead of 300 million now? ”

You mean you need 65,000?]

“Well, that's about it. ”

Money equal to what you've earned. The man in the handset sighs and ponders. I signal you to rush in.

“Or it can be me and Gahun. ”

What do you mean?]

“I'll raise the money I receive here and send it at once. You pay 20% of the fee, and me and Gahun eat the rest. ”

[What do you mean, who cares? · · · ·]

“Think about it. Have we ever touched this much money? Two hundred, three hundred at the most, that's a few thousand, and $65,000 makes 2,100 million. I'm taking my hands off this. ”

Tablesticks that answer crackly. I gave the signal to Kim Ga Hun. Looks like it's your turn to show up. Kim Ga Hoon handed over the phone from Taekjae Sung.

“Hello, boss. It's Kim Ga-hoon.”

Huh? Yes.]

“I met with the armor-bearer earlier, and he seems to have inherited the building from his parents and is just living there. We talked for almost an hour, but we didn't notice anything strange. It's completely jammed. I got it right. ”

A man who has no answer to Kim Ga-hoon's words. I nod, meaning keep pushing.

“I'm trying to put 3,000 in my savings. ”

[Change the table.]

“Yep. Hold on a second. ”

We overheard the conversation with the headset full. Something will go wrong.

[All I'm looking for here is the basic hexadecimal information and the bank account of the head office. Send me a copy with a copy of a bank account containing 1.8 billion. Then I'll review it and send the money or not. If I help you, you get 20%, and I eat the rest.]

The 18-billion-dollar bill will be laid down and fed, and the copy will be handled by the State Department. I lifted a finger.

“Okay. Okay. I'll send you back in a day. ”

[Send it as soon as possible. Next one's on the table.]

“Got it.”

The last time I hung up on you, Daejae Sung. At the same time, we got up out of bed without the headset. Busy team members. I tapped and handcuffed Taekjae and Kim Ga-hoon's shoulders. Two Juju Island cars on their own. Mongdu said with his cell phone.

“I got a call from the State Department that counterfeiting would be quicker than virtually selling favorably. Shall we go this way?”

“Yes, please do that. There's no way to know for sure. How long will it take?”

“Make it three hours. ”

“It's time to close the office, so ask them to do it in two hours, and the 1.8 billion will be handled directly through Director Kim. ”

“Okay, Kim Ga-hoon, go to the police station, and finish up here. Big brother!”

I sat on the couch and looked at ₩ 350 million on the table. A pile of money. There must be another lure like this.

“Bite, bite. ”

* * *

And then two hours later. A copy of the newly created account and a counterfeit copy. We texted him on his cell phone, and we waited for his call.

“Hey, Detective. Can you untie this, please? ”

He twisted his wrist and pleaded. My wrists hurt because I was constantly tied up during the deeper hours of the night. Blind blinks back and forth.

“Do you hear that now? I haven't heard from him. ”

“That's it and this is it. ”

“The youngest. Shall we do it first? ”

Flashes that are slightly anxious or urgent. I shaken my head decisively.

“No. The more desperate you are, the more you will run. Let's wait a little bit more quietly. ”

“Oh, shit. ”

“Detective, take this off. ”

“Huh?"

It was then. There was a noise outside. It was a quiet night, so it sounded loud. Mongdu and Blackie twisted their heads and looked at the office door.

“What?”

“Anybody coming here? ”

A tabletop that turns its eyes to the question of blinking.

“I don't know. Friends sometimes come here · · · ”

If you say you're my best friend, you mean the thugs in the neighborhood. I turned my base in a way that the blackout was going well.

“Ouch. I feel sick, too, but I have to move again. ”

“Brother, just kick him out. Don't make trouble for nothing. ”

Mongdu throws the fly stick next to him. Blackface approaching the door, murmuring a nostril. A loud noise came up to the door.

Knuckle

Blacks don't wait for the doorbell, they just open the door wide. And flies, shaking hard at the same time.

Ta-da!

“Get lost, I'm busy here. ”

The fly pole slaps the man in the forehead. They tried to ring the doorbell, and their arms went straight up. A moment of silence passed.

“· · · Team Leader Jin Han-su? ”

And getting beaten up by Blackie is like getting beaten up by Team Leader Jin Soo. I took a step back, startled.

“Huff, huff. What is it?”

“· · · That's what we're going to say. ”

Team Leader Jin Han Soo walked inside, rubbing his swollen forehead. A bunch of clowns standing behind you. You have a very confused look.

Jiaying

A tabletop phone that rings then. It was a notification that money had been deposited from the Philippines.

“Deposited. ”

“What? Really? ”

“We've cleared 65,000. ”

Blackjack and Mongdu recognize the situation and laugh. I don't know how I got here, but it's too late. The Clownwalkers don't even know what we're talking about.

“What should I do? You're a little late for that, aren't you? ”

“We're done here. Right?”

Blackheads and nightmares that raise them with their disgusting expressions. My eyebrows twitch as if to ask me for a guess. I struggled with it by shaking my phone.

“I guess you crawled in. Well.”

EP188. The End of the Guy Above the Guy

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