The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

“Car accident?”

I'm telling you, the team that was handling the job is staring at me. Quiet special investigative unit office. After all the people in the book, peace has come a long time ago. It'll be brief.

Are you talking about Kang Min-kyung?

“Probably right. ”

because he was the only one who did a video clip of Special Forces and put up a story, and interviewed him personally.

I touched my face in a way that I felt embarrassed. Kang Min-kyung. She died in a car accident a few months ago.

Hit-and-run. No sign of the killer yet. It's said to be in the middle of an investigation, actually.

Even if the investigation stops, it's okay. I asked, frowning.

“No other marks? ”

Turns out the car was a truck. I didn't think anyone had seen it since I was writing an article at dawn and heading home.

Trucks and dawn? It's a combination of words that feel strange. The day I was hit and killed by Kangho. Is that a coincidence?

“· · What is your former address? ”

You're going to see him?

“Yes. I've been meaning to ask you, and here we are. Let's open up another hit-and-run investigation. ”

Well, thank you. Wait a minute.

I tapped my desk and waited for the voice beyond the phone. Then, chunks of chunky paperwork on the desk. It was another evidence analysis from the prosecution. The blink tingles the shape of the mouth, "Deal with it."

Uh, can you take a note?

“Yes, you can. ”

Optical Dong, Oh Sang-gu, Seoul · · ·.

I had to make a bad impression on the address. The first journalist to notice that ancient waters and such relationships are related to sea water. From that image, I think there would have been a detonation a long time ago.

“Thank you.”

Mingyeong has a brother. I had parents, but they were almost alone. I don't want to ask you to do this, but I need you to make sure she's okay. I've been there a few times, but I think there's a line called colleagues.

Kang Min-kyung's younger brother. He has a distant relationship with his coworkers. I don't think we're that special.

“Yes, I understand. ”

I know, I hung up after answering. Blackface, who was listening to the conversation interesting by my side, asked.

“Is that journalist dead? ”

“Yes, to the hit-and-run. ”

“Wow, you have no idea what the world is really going to be like. It's still clear that I took the picture and interviewed him. ”

“So I'm going to go to work this afternoon. The books are finished, right? ”

Mongdu nods at my question.

“Oh, yeah. Did you know that? ”

“What?”

“He seemed to want to politically examine the measles. So I'm gonna kill performance, and this is my chance to get you killed and live. ”

I don't think I've ever heard of such a politician in the future. Well, a lot has changed since I was reborn. He could be, too.

“As they say they're going to be prosecuted soon, if there's new evidence, keep it up. I haven't spoken to the D.A. yet. ”

“The case of Kangho and seawater? ”

“There is only testimony. There is no evidence. ”

We searched all the places with electronic records, including Kangho's house and Ryusea's house, but we couldn't find gloves.

“What did Ryusea say? ”

“I know Kang-ho said that. He shed a lot of teary snot. I don't know much about gloves. ”

Killed to protect himself, confessed to the seawater incident. But he will eventually come to trial with the names on the books.

“And Kang-ho didn't seem to want to open his mouth. ”

At the end of the previous press incident, Ryu Madame's name was firmly entered. Moreover, starting with the fact that the book came out of her and the house of the strongest chiefs, Ryusea also revealed that it was closely related to the book. From one to ten, Kangho had violated all the conditions proposed by him.

“He looked pissed. He wants to see you. ”

It was a bold black horse, but I picture his face in my head. The tiger's own famine. Must have been a threat to his teeth. Anyway, great. I thought I'd see him again.

“You want me to go out like that? ”

When I get up, Mongdu freaks out and asks. Untraceable hair for days. I picked up my hat with a smile on my face.

“The way to the river journalist's house, that's toward the prison. Sounds like a double tap. Please let me know if anything happens. ”

“We're going to the bathhouse tonight. Are you coming with us? ”

“When I get back. ”

Kang-ho wants to see me, so I have to go myself. No matter how much I think about it, it sucks. A hit-and-run by a strong reporter.

‘It's similar to how I was beaten by Kang-ho in my past life. ’

Criminal methods don't change that easily. Knife for knife, hammer for hammer. If I find one that fits my hand, criminals will keep using it. I dress approximately, then drive my car to the jail.

Profit

An empty reception room. I fainted and waited for Kangho. Shortly thereafter, he appeared under guard. On his face was a fierce anger and hostility.

“Hey. Long time no see. ”

“· · · Goji Hoon. ”

“Sit. Sit. It's hard to look up.”

He sat in front of me and muttered to me, pulling his torso forward. It doesn't look like it's been that long since I've been in prison.

“You must be in a lot of trouble. ”

I couldn't make out my face. I used to feel a bit rough, but now I can feel the rise of the ethnic peoples crossing the grasslands.

“I came to ask you something. ”

“Ko Ji-hoon, don't you keep your promise? ”

“No matter how much I think about it, it's just you. ”

“You promised to take the name of Leucia out. ”

“You're reporter Kang Min-kyung, right? ”

We ignored each other and just spit out our business. There's a moment of silence. I sighed and leaned against the back of the chair.

“Okay. Let's talk about you first. ”

“Things may be a bit hectic right now, but if the case gets a little quiet in the future, it's bound to bring an arrow to Ryusea. It's obvious. And the reason for that is because you too, Ko Ji-hoon. ”

It's a sin to keep the books a secret. There are some people up there who might have a grudge. I answered one by one.

“I'm sorry, but it started with the deputy minister, and it went all the way up to Congressman and top management names. What is Leucia, except for her name? ”

“You could have stopped it. ”

Yeah, but why? I didn't need to shrink the information because of a glove that I didn't know where it was, or if it wasn't there exactly. You have to be hot to get a reaction from the public. Otherwise, people were interested in the word ‘madam’ and began to dig into who Ryusea was.

“And for what it's worth, it's all your fault. Why is that my fault? This motherfucker's mind circuits are original. Huh?”

I tapped my desk and spoke up a little. Kangho stares at me with sharp eyes. If that were a knife, it would have been torn apart.

“Never mind. I'll ask you straight away. Reporter Kang Min-kyung, you killed him, right? Impersonating a hit-and-run accident. ”

“Why do you think that is? ”

“A lot of things tell me you did. ”

“You're the original thinking circuit. ”

Kangho raises his jaw. The look on your face when you decide something. He raised his chin and warned me.

“Ko Ji-hoon. I can't help it if you come out like this. ”

“What are you going to do? With handcuffs on. ”

“You'll see. I have nothing more to say, so let's stop. I'm not confessing to any more murders, so bring me proof. Evidence.”

Come on. You're pretty confident. Son of a bitch. I faced him in silence with my arms crossed. Tick, tick. Time flies, and I call the guards.

“I'll finish the investigation. ”

I couldn't stay long enough to stop by the River Journalist's house. On my command, the guard will move the river. Until the moment he got up and left, he didn't say a word. It's just a giggle.

‘I feel gross. ’

I shook my head looking behind me for no reason. However, other charges, including prostitution, will be brought before the court without undue force. All that's left now is the sea incident and suspicion of the death of a strong journalist.

Buang

The sun was setting. I quickly headed to the home of a strong journalist. An everyday neighborhood in Oseong-gu, Oseong-gu. It was full of the smell of cooking dinner when I walked into my apartment.

* * *

Chongdong

I rang the doorbell in front of her house. I told him I had parents and a brother. Just a moment, I heard the child's question from the inside.

“Who are you?”

A voice that looks like a middle school student. Or younger. I thought about it and went through my pockets.

“Yes, this is the police. I'm here for reporter Kang. ”

And I smiled as I showed it on the Internet.

“· · I don't have a sister. ”

“I know. You'll ask about the hit-and-run, and everything else. ”

Chop chop.

At that time, the door opens carefully. With three chains on. A child who only sleeps half his face. He was a boy, about the same age as the victor.

“Hello, I'm Inspector Ko Ji-hoon of the Special Forces of the Xian Police Department. ”

I introduced myself with a smile to clear my boundaries. But this kid. I feel a little familiar with your face. No, I've never seen it before.

“What's your name? ”

“Robbery. Make yourself comfortable. ”

The child twists as he unchains. Signal to come in. Tiny apartment. A living room with a kitchen and two small rooms.

“What about your parents?”

“My dad works in the province. She'll be here at dawn. ”

That's what it meant for you and your sister to rely on each other, not your parents. The house was neat and tidy compared to the child's being alone. Doha stares at me.

“Where did we see it? ”

Ugh. Looks like he was thinking the same thing. When I panic, the child thinks, and the bear grows resilient.

“· · · Ah. The Draft Special Forces.”

“I told you before. ”

“Is that where you caught the celebrity sex spawn this time? ”

I nodded at the child's words.

“Yes, and, um, Be a little careful what you say. Reporter Kang Min-kyung, I want to hear something about your sister. ”

Doha only stares at me when I say it. Gosh, I don't know how to say this.

“The hit-and-run? ”

“Yeah. He's gonna take care of it. They'll catch the killer. So there's got to be a clue. ”

At that moment, the living room light flashes and then it's completely gone. It seems to be a power outage. It turns dark everywhere, and only the moonlight on the outside is faint.

“Here we go again. My apartment is old, so I often say this. ”

Doha gets up and walks the curtain completely, as if she were familiar with it. The outline of the child's face that was locked in the darkness was revealed, and I felt like my heart was beating and falling.

“Doha.”

I approached the child and put my hat on. A doha frowning at my sudden actions. I drifted away and took a good look at Doha's face.

“What, now? ”

On that day, I didn't see his face properly to cover the darkness of the dawn and his hat, but I could feel the outline of the lower body or the overall feel. I muttered in joy.

“Oh my God."

I thought he was familiar, but he was. The day I got out, he sent me a note saying he knew about the seawater incident. The man with the tofu waiting for me. And the man who was hit by a riverlake truck with me.

“It was you.”

EP253. End of note owner

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