The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

We've played the video on the spot several times. But the conclusion is the same. No matter how much you look at it, you seem to be pushing around the homeless. Blackheads mutter as they pluck off their heads.

“I don't know what you're up to. ”

“Let's start with tracking the vehicles. You can see the license plate, right? ”

“Hey. In Seoul 17 · · · ·. ”

When Blackjack called the number, Mongdu got up from his seat. Wanted to put a BOLO out on the vehicle. Isara and I also took our faces off the screen and turned our heads.

“Can Mongdu handle the car? If you light me up, Isara Pro and I will go to the treatment center. ”

“Yeah, let's keep playing the video with Blackie. Brother, where did you come from? ”

“Hey. We took a left turn, and now we're down to the redwoods. This leads to the highway. ”

We're roughly in the direction of a busted investigation. We each went back to work. Until sunrise, so about three hours until center hours. I don't know how to close my eyes, so I have to finish what I was doing.

“Blackie. Is that car number Seoul 17th? ”

“That's right."

“Hmm. I'm flying in a stolen vehicle. It was filed a long time ago. It's been laundered with cannon fodder for about two years now. ”

Mongdu mouthed as if it were a waste. Well, as you can see from the side of the road, it can't be a clean plate. Blackjack shrugs and presses down on the keyboard.

“I'm not surprised anymore. This is why black money in my country works so well. How much would it cost to sell one to a bunch of criminals? ”

“I'll put a BOLO out, so keep an eye out for your brother. ”

“Yes. Understood. ”

Blacksmith nods, meaning I know. When I finished what I was doing, the blue light began to circulate slowly outside the dark window. Isara looks at it dazed and picks up her jacket.

“Let's leave a little early. Hit me a bowl of soup. ”

“All right, guys. Let's have breakfast. ”

“Oh, I'm good. I'm going to sleep right after this. ”

“Me, too. Eat and go. ”

I refuse to be blinked by Mongdu. Isara strikes her cheek, chasing her to sleep. I've had a long day, so I'm tired.

“I'll be back, then. ”

* * *

An ophthalmic treatment center near Shuan Station. Obviously, it was not a medical institution, but it seemed like an ordinary office. A three-story hallway at the end of a small building. We check the small nameplate and open the door.

Daughter

“Welcome. ”

A woman with a bright bell welcomes us to work, perhaps just now, with a frizzy head. The middle-aged woman tucks her clean hair tightly.

“Must have been in a hurry this morning. What brings you here? ”

“Greetings. We're from the Special Forces of the Xian Police Department. Here is the record of Lee Won Gyu being consulted. ”

“Ah, I heard. They called me at night. Our employee left a note. Nice to meet you. I'm the Head of Heroic Affairs. ”

She pulled out the chair as if to ask us to sit down. She feels energetic, even though she is close to her old age.

“Lee Won-gyu, let's see. ”

“Here's your date of birth. ”

“Oh, thank you. ”

I pulled a piece of paper out of my pocket that contained his personal details. She clicked the mouse a few times while wearing thick magnifying glasses and then activated the printer.

“Actually, this isn't a hospital. ”

“Yes, I know. It's a way of connecting after counseling. I want you to give me some simple medicine. ”

“But I don't think I can be carelessly accessed from personal information. My friend at night was not authorized to volunteer. ”

It is to express around us the words of apology for coming here early in the morning. Isara laughs with a warm green tea.

“No, thanks to you, it's been a long time since I smelled the morning air. That's a nice soup kitchen right next to here. ”

“Haha. It's good there, right? Here you go. This is all the information Lee Won Gyu recorded at that time. ”

He left some documents in front of us. It was subtly written about Lee, Won-gyu's consultation with basic human resources.

“The patient knew. You're HIV-positive. ”

“Is that so?"

“I thought I wanted to die because business didn't go bad. But did the horse really turn out to be a seed, or did he get the disease? After that, he gave up and started living homelessly. ”

I listened to her explanation and took a good look at her counseling. While I was leading my body to get worse and worse, I stumbled upon this place and received counseling · ·.

“What did you do after that? ”

“Seeing that it wasn't a simple disease, of course, I was going to take you to a big hospital. AIDS is a rare and refractory disease, so you don't have to pay for it. But he kept hesitating. ”

She frowns lightly, stuttering at a blurred memory. It's a place where so many people come and go, so I definitely don't remember.

“So I went through counseling and recommendations a few times · · · How did you do · ·. ”

Then you go through the papers. She straightened her glasses and opened her mouth to see if she remembered anything.

“Ah. He went this way. ”

“Where?”

“A lifeguard. It's the closest place to where Lee Won Gyu is. I call it home, but I think I have a place to stay. ”

“You don't know where it is, do you? ”

“Of course not. A couple of exits in the basement, maybe an alley or something. Anyway, since we haven't made any progress in a while, I think we have a workforce problem, so I called this way. I don't know if you're a former employee, but I'm pretty sure that's what the records say. ”

However, the face of the shameless one talking about it was dark. Isara catches it and asks carefully.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“Yes? No. This is a lifesaver.Do you know it? You've done nothing before. I was starting to shake a little bit, and I thought it would go away soon. Seeing how it goes on, it's great and it's bitter. ”

Isara takes a quick sip of green tea and asks.

“What happened? ”

“It doesn't happen often. The woman who volunteered there was sexually assaulted by a homeless person. ”

The face of the phony who brought it out was blurred. The day when he shakes his head in horror.

“Actually, the most vulnerable among the homeless are the homeless women. High risk of sexual assault · · ·. And I remember that volunteers were so rare, they were so small on the news. ”

“Oh, I see. ”

“But what did he say? I thought the homeless guy was HIV-infected. Anyway, so once on this side, I flipped over. See that doorknob over there? ”

I followed the phony finger to the office door. A hex lock that doesn't match an old door. She shakes her head with a light smile.

“That's when my son ran away. I've been doing this for 40 years, and I'm nervous. Well, I haven't used it yet. ”

Isara's eyes met mine. Something smells fishy. Volunteers infected with AIDS. And then the homeless guy disappears. The hand that threw Lee Won-gyu away from the bongo car. I picked up on the fickle love of moving.

“What happened after that? ”

“What's going on? It just ended that way. Oh, I heard the volunteer was a medical student. I don't know if you're married or not, just because you're engaged to the director there. Ahoy. Anyway, I'm sorry. It's a big day, and all of a sudden it's happening. ”

Isara slaps the desk lightly. Bath salts and crocodil. Both drugs originated in medicine and were among the easiest to manufacture. But it's easier for someone with a little more expertise than the average person.

“Things are going well in many ways, right? ”

“I've only had symptoms so far. ”

“What? What is that? ”

He looks at us as if he doesn't understand our muttering. Isara stood up and asked her.

“That freshman class. Can I have your address and contact information, please? ”

“Yes, of course. Then why are you looking for Lee Won Gyu? That too from the police. ”

He wrote down the group's address on the memo and asked as if he was curious. The Rodeo zombie incident is rocking the press. But nothing's been released except the fact that he was HIV/AIDS infected. I smiled lightly and replied instead.

“Thank you."

“You're welcome. Let me know if you have any more questions. ”

We greeted her and left the building with the data. As soon as she gets in the car, she calls the team leader.

Y. Isara Pro.

She leans her cell phone towards me.

“Sir, it's Ji-hoon. ”

Are you coming in?

“I was here investigating, and I heard a strange story. ”

What? What? What?

“There's the last group Lee Won Kyu went to, where a former medical student must have been sexually assaulted by a homeless person. It's infected with HIV/AIDS.

Mongdu, did you hear? Check it out.

As soon as he listened, the team leader instructed Mongdu to find the case correctly. Isara reads the address of the note quickly by her side.

“This is the lifeguard's address. Please check this as well. ”

Okay, just give me a second.

A brief silence. You speculate on the situation, looking out the window at me and Isaiah. One by one, fill empty spaces with anticipation. And the word that came out of Isara's mouth.

“This is, like, brutal terrorism. ”

“If Isara Pro is right. ”

“I think Goo Ji-hoon thinks the same thing. ”

I kept my mouth shut. Scenario for the homeless. Selfishness that I cannot be the only one to suffer from sudden misfortune. It was clear that these events had appeared.

“What about the other homeless people who went missing outside of Won-gyu? ”

“You're a drug lab or a subject of anger. You don't know until you see it for yourself. Speaking of which, I'm just a little under the weather. ”

I gripped the handle slowly and tightly. Then Mongdu's voice flowed from his cell phone.

About two years ago, his name was Choddajin. Sexually assaulted homeless Park Min-ho, who was fifty-two years old, while serving against homeless people. He was pretty badly injured at the time, so he was out for 12 weeks. Park Min-ho must be restrained. He's in jail in the ward right now. It's the AIDS epidemic.

Isara picks her eyebrows at Mongdu's words.

“What is Mr. Chaddafin's current residence? ”

It's in the water, I don't know. I'll get you the address. Oh, wait a minute. I just got a hit on the rescue team's address, but they're coming up with the wrong address. They're tracing the number.

She shuts up with a look that says something's not right. I turned the car key and started the car. Standing around here doesn't solve anything. You head for the nearest rescue unit first.

“Mr. Chopped, by the way, has taken a rather arduous approach. ”

“Really? I don't think there's a way it could be that one-by-one. Not only can you avenge the homeless, but you can make the citizens hate you. Plus, you can spread the disease brutally. · · ”

After fixing her gaze in front of her, she chewed her nails hard. It seems to be a habit when thinking deeply, including profiling.

“It was self-loathing during the hearing. Warnings for a large number of unspecified people. Don't approach them like you used to. Dislike them, get farther away. · · ”

I snapped the handle roughly. A Structural Address that quickly drifts down an alley and gets closer. I frowned and asked.

“But is it possible for a woman to do that by herself? No matter how homeless they are, it won't be easy. ”

“We are rich in the possibility of accomplices. I heard rumors among the homeless. There's a place with free lodging. There must have been a lot of loopholes, and one more would have been easy to work with. ”

“Almost there. Here's the address.”

Profit

I stopped and looked around. Quiet streets and vacant spaces. Together, there was the word "move-in" on the banner. At that time, a vagrant squats in front of the building and drinks.

Jiaying

“Sir?"

“What?"

He looked up at me with sharp eyes. Half opened eyes and a fluffy nose. There was a little distance, but it smells like booze.

“Are you here to see the rescue team? ”

“Ah, is that your employee? I came here to give you free food. What the fuck? There's nothing here. It's over. I need a soda pop. ”

I got out of the car and into the building. A sign that says "lifeguard." But the door is locked firmly.

“There's no one here. ”

I bowed my head to a half-open car window and called Isara. She chewed her lips tight and said.

“That's what Ms. Heo said. The rescue director and Mr. Chopped were engaged. ”

“Oh, yeah. I'm going to have to ask you to check your background as well. Wait a minute."

I stood in front of the door and texted the office. A vagrant staring at him. I knocked on the window, Isaiah said.

“Well, the drug trials, whatever, they've already been done. Especially at the time of the release. ”

“Yes. We shut down the rescue unit, and if it's down, it's suspicious. ”

“Well, isn't that a start? Mr. Chaddjin's revenge. ”

EP201. The End of Terrorism Impersonating Revenge

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