The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

EP222.Currency of Silence

Only silence is heard in the handset. He stopped doing what the other cops were doing and looked at me. Quiet police station. The cop who received the call scratches his head with a nice smile.

“Haha. Look at that. Prank call · · · ·. ”

Knock.

“Shh!”

A very small sound, almost buried in the sound of words. I can hear the fingernails tapping the tip of the handset. I focused on the sound, blocking the other ear at all. I can hear something in the background, I can hear it.

“If you can't talk right now, knock on the handset twice. ”

· · Tap. Knock.

The caller replied to my offer. Sounds small but clear. I gestured toward Blackie.

“Sir, I need you to call the situation room and give me the location back. ”

A blink that jumps up and speaks quietly with a cell phone. I kept the handset on my ear.

“If there's a danger in the middle, hang up. You can knock once for positivity and twice for denial. I'm going into location tracking now, so I need a little more time. ”

· · Tap.

“Have you been kidnapped?”

· · Tap.

“The kidnappers are all around. ”

Knock.

The situation is serious. Cops are getting ready to go bust.

“Do you know where you are? ”

· · Tap · · Tap.

I don't know. Well, it's gonna be a little difficult just to get through. It'll be quicker to get back to you from the Situation Room. I relayed the scene of the situation in a calm voice.

“I'm tracking it. Just a little bit more. ”

“I'm doing it. But there must be people around. Are you still listening to me? ”

Knock.

I don't know when you're going to hang up. I frowned and thought of a useful reporting method in the United States. Just in case you need to know.

“Are you usually locked up or unable to speak? ”

Knock, knock.

You're using your phone secretly, so you can use your hands and you can talk. An approximate situation is captured. Seeing the sound behind me, I think I secretly use the phone located above the living room or room.

“Police are aware of the situation. If you get a chance to talk on the phone, pretend you're ordering food. Then you can call the address. Or you could just put the phone back the way it is now. ”

· · Tap.

I'm relieved to hear that. If that were an impossible situation, I would have knocked twice. As soon as I hear a voice from a handset, while the flashlight keeps making calls.

· · What are you doing?

I'm sorry?

Thump.

The phone was disconnected last time.

Tour · · · ·.

I close my eyes to hear only the humming sound. It was definitely a man's voice and a woman's. I hope everything's okay, please. I stood at my desk and stared at the crooked police.

“Since when?”

“Yes? What · ·”

“When did this call come in?! ”

A policeman who bites his lip in the face of my business and presents himself as an egg. He would have, as if he'd cut off a distress signal the victim had desperately sent from the police. I will have nothing to say even if I am disciplined.

“Bo, I think it's about a full day. ”

“What about the money?”

“Usually a whole day · · · ·. ”

“Really. Ha. ”

I sighed and swept my head. It's so sad and sad. Every day I put my life on the line, but it was just a prank call. The man wipes his cold sweat with a handkerchief and apologizes for his sins.

“Well, frankly, there's more than one or two prank calls. ”

“Never mind. This is not the time. You're all going to have to get ready for this. You received it today, but the others usually did, too. ”

The atmosphere of the Extraction Mill is rapidly becoming heavy. At that time, he shouts out in a loud tone whether the address has fallen from the situation room.

27 Sawang-dong! ”

* * *

“What are you doing?”

“· · Nothing. I was cleaning.”

The woman looks at the dry mop and bravely talks back. However, the heart is beating rapidly as though it were about to explode. A man in a corny sweatshirt scratches his arm and stares at the woman.

“What's wrong with you? ”

“· · Boil noodles. I'm hungry.”

“Yes, I understand. ”

A woman leaves a large room with a gentle expression. The man looks at her and the phone on the dresser alternately. Something's not right, but you didn't see anything. The man scraped his stomach and went out to the living room.

“And ramen?”

“It's boiling, but are you going to let him in or out? ”

“You might want to clean up. ”

“No matter how much I think about it, Let's just kill him.”

Let's kill them. Between them, it feels like a quiet, everyday word, like a meal. The man sitting on the couch frowns and looks up at his colleague.

“You don't wash a cup of water in a lifetime. How are you gonna take care of this place without him? ”

Apart from the men who were talking, there were two small rooms and a mansion in the basement with ten-finger-sized men.

“I know a girl. I'd rather bring him in. Something's wrong with every look you make. You forgot the code your boss set up? ”

The man points to a piece of paper on the wall and buries me standing up. Rules written in straight text. Every rich man kills, repeats his work until he collects his money, betrayal is death · ·. And last but not least, don't trust a woman.

“Well said. I lost contact with the kids yesterday. I think you're under arrest with the boss. Don't call me for a while. Wait for them to come to us. ”

”What's wrong with Hyunho's brother? ”

A woman leaves behind violent words and washes a pot in the kitchen. Quietly, just pretend not to know. There was a guy on the couch, a tiger. He glances back at her and spits out a clear word.

“Shit. Turn it into something more than just growing people. And what can he do? I killed him with my own hands. Isn't that right?”

The man cries out and forgets the pot she was holding. Tap water that brushes against the sink. The woman picked it up again with her trembling hands.

“What a waste of water. ”

“I'm sorry. ”

She was on a road trip with her boyfriend. Suddenly, for some reason, a tire burst, someone bashed his boyfriend's head in to see his condition, the window broke, and he lost consciousness in the shock machine.

“Park Bo-yeon.”

Cha Hyun-ho warns her coldly.

“You're just like us. So don't be so hard on yourself. Because that's when you die. ”

“· · Okay. ”

She turns on the stove, stealing tears. I watch the burning fire, and I think about it every time. I'd rather split the valves and die together or burn this house down.

‘Brother, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. ’

You get hit when you cry. She breathes her last and remembers her lover. Her boyfriend, who stole all the money from her wallet and ATMs and gave me $30 million. Unlike what they said about letting her live, they put a knife in her hand.

‘Stab or die. ’

‘He's gonna die anyway. The dead die, the living live. Isn't that right? "

"One, two, three. Push it in. Last chance. '

‘Here. Stab here! ’

Those days, things float like oil floating on the water. Her boyfriend was stabbed three or four times by them. I have an intense look in my eyes just before I die. Even in the meantime, she looks more sorry than she blames herself. Tears flowing from red-blooded eyes.

“Woof.”

“Bitch, why are you throwing up while making dinner? Brother! Let's just kill him! It's bad luck.”

Park Bo-yeon ran into the bathroom with her mouth closed. A man who jumps up and down with his billy again. Cha Hyun-ho just stares at her back like that.

“Oh, shit! Really!”

There was a small crack in the tissue. When the boss was wanted, Cha Hyun-ho took his place, and Park Bo-yeon was the first of the kidnapped.

Thud

“I'm just going to finish it. ”

A man runs into the kitchen and grabs a knife. I watched as Cha Hyun-ho buried him. Other brothers and sisters who spent time in each room with small commotion also show their faces.

“What's going on? Again."

“Fuck! I don't even follow the Code. What kind of organization is this, Underboss? If the boss finds out, it'll be a surprise. ”

“Hey, take it easy. Sudden rash.”

“Let's just kill her and bring her to Midaband, instead of catching a bitch who doesn't know when she'll turn!" ”

A man with a knife, excited and screaming. Park Bo-yeon holds the toilet up endlessly. Since there was nothing to eat, only transparent amounts came out. Cha Hyun-ho goes to the man and blocks the front.

“Midaband Jenny, is he a man, not a woman? ”

“What?"

“You think I don't know that? You're not giving money to some pimp over there to bail Jenny out. That's why I keep trying to kill Park Bo-yeon. I told you not to trust a woman. ”

Cha Hyun-ho's words made him blush. It was the right amount to repay the debt of 30 million won from Park Bo-yeon's boyfriend, waiter and prostitute Jenny.

“It's safer for a bitch on a boat like that than the bitch who tasted the money. If you twist it, you can bring your boss. I'm Underboss now. ”

“Star, fuck! ”

The man is publicly humiliated and throws his sword on the couch, and his colleagues chuckle and close the visit again. The man glanced at Park Bo-yeon, pouting at the front door.

“You say you eat noodles. ”

“I'm not eating! ”

Kuang!

“He's not a baby. ”

Cha Hyun-ho picks up a knife and turns his head to the bathroom. A woman sitting on the bathroom floor with a pale expression. The man turns away without a word. Park Bo-yeon wipes her mouth and falls back on the floor.

‘I don't know when I'll die. ’

I have been anxious ever since I sent my boyfriend. How close it is to living among the people who are trying to kill themselves and the people who are struggling. Although he is self-conscious now, he doesn't know when or how to change his position.

‘Again, I have to return the call. ’

There's only one phone in the room that connects to the outside of the house. It's under the mountain, so people don't come and go often. · · We don't even know if the police have succeeded in tracking the location.

“Ugh.”

She bursts into tears, holding back her brow against the cold, damp floor. The moment the phone that was about to hang up resumed, Park Bo-yeon almost resilied without her knowing it. It was only a matter of time before I tried it.

‘Hang in there. Just a little bit. You can do it. ’

A palm-sized window in the bathroom. You can see the blue sky contrasting with the humble space. Park Bo-yeon was staring at it dazed.

“Huh?"

I muttered without knowing myself. A small, long stick comes up slowly, squeezing the gap and coming inside. Backlight makes it hard to see what it is. Park Bo-yeon frowned.

Sparkle

You notice that the tip of the sun reflects off the lens. It's a camera. Park Bo-yeon's eyes became bigger and bigger. A machine that moves slowly as if it were welcoming her.

“See?”

“Yes, this is the bathroom. One female, presumed victim. Judging by the open door, he's not in custody. ”

“What about you?”

“This is a small room. One, two, three and two in the next room. Five in total.”

27 Sawang-dong, spacious courtyard and single-story house. The walls were covered with special forces, investigative teams, and SEALs. The investigative team will use a special small camera to check the condition of the house and verify the correct number of persons and hostages. The signal is messed up and going back and forth through the radio.

Fluffy

The man's throat is stunned and his hands are clenched. He's circling the house, and he just pops out of nowhere. Blackouts snap their necks at once and faint quietly. I and Blackie keep their gloves on and look at each other.

“Are you wearing a proper bayonet? ”

“It's me. It's always the right one.”

“Well, then. ”

We're stuck on the porch with the Rangers. Carefully turn the front door as the signal drops.

“We're going in.”

EP222.Silent End of Call

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