The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

The face of the arc under the yellow light in the interrogation room. The fog made my memory clear. A lifetime of blue dawn. He must have killed me the day I got out.

Thud

“You!”

When I woke up, I was speechless. It's because I was afraid of what to say here. Why did you kill me? What did I do so wrong? I wanted to say a lot of things, but · ·.

“What?"

Kangho looks up at me with his grave eyes. Kang-ho in front of me was "Him" and not "Him." I'm the only one who knows what happened in my past life, and it's far from time to time.

“You wouldn't just be surprised by the scar. ”

He put leather gloves back on the mainland. Okay. My head is getting cold and I feel like I'm calming down. I feel like a lure at my fingertips. You have to ask this to get out of the deep.

“· · Just the same wound as someone I know. ”

I sat down and roughly handed it over. The arc does or doesn't, and I hold my palm in one ear.

“The wound is quite deep, how did he do that? ”

“· · · Should I tell you that? ”

“I'm just curious because it's not a common wound. He was injured in the kitchen. I covered it with tattoos later. ”

Reasonable lies and reasonable intelligence. I stabbed the jealous one. Slowly wiggling deep eyebrows. Loosen your shoulders as if you were tired.

“That's not bad. I would if I had the time. ”

If you have a minute? I thought you were Ryusea's personal bodyguard, but I think you have other things to do. I'm busy moving the hand I put on the typewriter.

Ta-da-da.

“Why did you go to Manila? ”

“Tourism.”

“What did you do during your stay? ”

“Tourism.”

He replaced the answer with a short answer. Like I can't give you even a single piece of information. But, man, I'm sorry, I just asked you a big question.

‘If Kang-ho's the one who killed me in my past life, he's definitely connected to the death of the sea water. If so, it is with Ryusea. They're powerful. ’

I searched the report. About a decade ago, the river was loaded under the rugged roof. At the age of fifteen, it was adopted by a strong, hollow body. Smells like stink.

Duck.

At that moment, the door of the interrogation room opens and Mongdu raises his head.

“Youngest, are you busy? ”

It was quite embarrassing. I didn't want to be distracted by the 48 hour time limit. But · · · I wonder what it means to have my butt stuck to it all the time.

“What's going on? ”

“Seo Seung-jo, the one you brought. It's worse than I thought. ”

Mongdu gestures as if to come out quickly. I asked the police to move Kangho to the jail and came down to the office.

“I told you to stay calm, or you'd start looking." ”

As soon as I walked into the office, I grabbed Seongjo's collar. A guy who shakes his hands in panic.

“I was quiet! Yo, right? Detective?”

“Oh, yeah. ”

The blinker flinches and replies. Well, I wouldn't have made a fuss if it wasn't for me. The blink places the small bag of pills on the table. An envelope with no other letters, just a picture of a trident.

“This is from the pocket of Seongjo's trousers. ”

In the light of the ceiling, you can see the white powder glinting gently.

“I think it's drugs, but he keeps saying no. ”

“Because it's cold medicine and you keep saying that · · ·. ”

Seo Seung-jo was unclean, swallowing the back of the well. Flight crashes, assault on people, drug trafficking? When I raise my honeymoon, Seongjo, who is reflexively avoiding his body.

“I'm sitting on it, really. ”

“But you said you were on a plane. How the hell did you get those pills? They must have gone through customs. ”

Blackjack peeks through the envelope and asks. It's not anywhere else, and it doesn't make sense to put it in your pants like this.

“It's a low-A grade. ”

“Are you grading pork? ”

“No, it's not that. It's VIP. ”

“What, no customs inspection on VIPs? ”

“Yes, I won't. ”

Blacksmith seems to be asking a silly question, but the answer that comes back is no joke.

“VIPs use different pathways, from the airport entrance to the gate. Customs declarations and prosecutors are separate. ”

The team turned to me in a shocking confession.

“You're the youngest. Is that thing real? ”

“I don't know. I've never been abroad. ”

“I don't get any A's. I haven't issued a few from Korean Airlines. It's a total number of businesses and CEOs. ”

Crap.

I grabbed hold of Seoseongjo's forehead.

“What kind of service is it to blow up a customs report? Are you crazy? ”

I can feel Mongdu's words that the matter is a bit serious. The team leader asks Seoseongjo, waving the medicine bag.

“Where did you get the medicine? ”

“Ha. Really. I'm done. I want to rest until the lawyer comes. ”

He was embarrassed, but not embarrassed. It's the first time he's ever had drugs, so the math is that he can get out of gas.

“Do you want to be beaten up until the lawyer gets here? ”

I rolled up my sleeves and approached Seongjo. Blacks and bludgeons that tighten the backwards one. Seoseongjo is panicking and seizing.

“Isn't this a gang of thugs? ”

“Doesn't sound like much of a story for a junkie. ”

“Wait! Wait! Go to the club!”

When I put my fist up, he closes his eyes and cries out.

“I met her at the club, but I got it because it's new mulberry! Oh, shit. ”

“How much is it?”

“I bought a bottle of alcohol for a sample. ”

Mongdu gets up from his seat with a bag.

“I'm going to send you a statewide inspection. ”

“I don't think I've ever done drugs from the Philippines again. They say they come from your back a lot these days. ”

Seo Seung-jo cautiously reacts to the team leader's words.

“It's not from the Philippines. ”

“What?"

“I think it was the Chinese guy who gave it to me. ”

Drugs with trident envelopes. China. Philippines. And the transcript of Ryusea and her over-the-counter. They must have been in and out of the Philippines and China for months.

“Youngest!”

I quickly climbed up to the jail after I heard the team's voices. Kang-ho is sitting on the floor, numb and playing with fresh air.

Kuang

“What the hell are you guys doing wandering around the country? ”

Kangho opened his eyes. His gaze is towards the clock on the wall. I feel like I'm waiting for a slow but steady time.

“Tell me how many times it's a sightseeing trip. ”

“That's how it comes out. ”

“· · · It's kind of funny to actually listen to a story. ”

Kangho stands up and approaches the bars. It's coming for me, actually.

“All the money I know. But what are you? ”

He slowly reaches out his gloved hand and grabs the bars. The palm of your hand, visible for a short time. The tiger tattoo I saw in my past life passed me by like a hallucination.

“Do you know what it means to point a knife at one of your own? ”

Kangho smiles with his teeth. That smile I saw at the time. A sinister smile on my dying face.

“It means digging up my flesh. Turn it upside down while guarding the line. ”

· · · Yes. It could be. In a world with string like a sweet potato stalk, no one knows the consequences of accidentally pulling roots. But · · ·.

“Who are the same people? ”

“I don't know, are you asking? ”

“Glasses in my eyes. I can't believe I'm just sitting here talking about all this crap. ”

“Those are your brothers and family and neighbors. You think you can catch them? ”

“Yes, we can. We have to. ”

Including you, and Ryusea standing behind you.

“That's what I do. My job is not a crime, it's a cop. ”

“· · Try hard. There's the lawyer. ”

Kangho nods at the door. Ryusea's lawyer wiped his sweat with a handkerchief and jumped up and down.

“Oh, Lord Goo Ji-hoon? ”

“Yes, it is. ”

“Huff, huff. Now, don't be a client. Talk to me. I'm a long-standing lawyer at Hoenro Firm. ”

Kang-ho turns his back to the corner of the jail as if he's done. It means I won't talk anymore. I came down to the office with my attorney, and I had to deal with the lawyer's request to release me from custody.

* * *

“Where's the flight attendant's chart? ”

“Here. It's a comprehensive hospital diagnosis. You only have to attach it once. Four-week preview, twelve-week preview. The pilot had his head torn off. ”

Seo Seungjo's domestic disturbance, as it was featured in the media, had quite a social repercussions going on. And what's even more exciting is,

[That's weird. No matter how drunk you are, how different can you be?]

[There is also an opinion that you are drunk, not drunk. First, Seo Seung-Jo expressed his position that he was going to resign in full responsibility. Apologize directly to the employee. · ·]

Unlike the asshole who was trembling, it was his waist. Apologize to reporters and employees at 90 degrees. The Seongjo who caused dual personality controversy because of his attitude that was too different from when he was in a real hurry.

“It was a good thing I said I'd fold if I didn't bend my back. My head's gonna hit the ground. ”

“I didn't know my youngest was such a brute. ”

Team members wrote a statement, exchanging jokes and jokes.

“We should do what we see. It's better than staring straight at the camera. ”

“Yes, it is. Once we're done with the riots and the violence, what are we gonna do about customs? ”

“Blackie, that's for the chief to send to headquarters. South Korea Airport will conduct its own investigation because it's a matter that has been discussed with customs officials, but Seongjo's testimony makes it easy to find the officials. ”

After handing over a report, the team leader looks back and asks.

“The youngest, the man you put in jail. ”

After 48 hours, he was released from custody and returned home. He never drank a sip of water like a beast imprisoned in a strange place. It's unparalleled.

“You said the man and his guardian witnessed Seongjo Seongjo. ”

“Yeah. Same first class. ”

“He's not going to testify? ”

“Yes. He said he didn't want to get involved with the media anymore. ”

Director Kim's report also confirmed the apartment where Ryusea is staying with the river lake, and even if it is not grounded, he made sure to be contacted at the time of issuance. And · · ·.

‘Chief Kim. I thought you said he was away on business. ’

‘Yes, please come in after the full moon. ’

Crap.

“The youngest!”

“Yes?”

A blink that flicks a finger in front of my eyes.

“What are you doing with your mind? Give me the order. Put it up.”

“Wait a minute. Almost done. ”

Just ancient times I was on a business trip. I bared my complicated head and handed the paper to Blackie. Perhaps we should consult with him about our past. The team leader winces at the ball pen.

“By the way, how'd it go with the Department of Noodles? ”

“Mulberry?”

“The name mulberry makes me feel so naughty. ”

“That's the mulberry. It's called BHB. It's a new trend in powdered mulberry, and it's said to be used in water. They're replacing the existing GHB. It's easy to store and has five times the hallucinogenic effect. ”

“Crazy. Seoseongjo bastard. That's why you brought it all the way here. Not in the Philippines. ”

It melts immediately into the water and acts as a traditional colorless water mulberry. Mongdu handed over the report on noodles, explaining.

“But there are no cases in Korea yet. They're taking samples from the noodle parlor. It's like Seoseongjo said, it's a medicine that just happens in China. But why did this come from the Philippines? · · · ”

“Because I know. Okay for now.”

The Team Leader waves his hand as he knows. If you post a mulberry or mulberry order, the prosecution will have to tear it out.

“Good. So let's organize like this. ”

The team leader wears a coat, scraping the paperwork. To go to the chief's office and file a closing report. But then the office door opens roughly.

“Heavy rain.”

It was the chief, blinking and bluffing, startled.

“I was going to come up now. ”

“I told you to hand over the customs stuff to headquarters. ”

“I did.”

“I don't think I can do that. I got a call from upstairs. ”

“Yes?”

The chief shrugs, handing over a black case of paperwork.

“I just found out that some of the Ponzi scammers went to the Philippines. The Bureau's been busy investigating it. ”

“So we're in charge of customs clearance? ”

“No, I mean · · · · ·. ”

The chief smiles abundantly and puts the iron on the table. I knew what he meant at once. Customs investigations were a national issue. It was worse at the head office than at the Xian Police Station.

“You want us to help you with the phone scam? ”

“Yes. Let's help each other. ”

I smiled lightly and received the file. I was worried about the Philippines, but good. I turned to my team and asked them.

“Okay, Ponzi fraud, we got it. ”

EP230. End of Ponzi Fraud

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