The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

Prosecutor's Office of Seoul Central Prosecutor's Office. A man rushing in through the back door. Unlike other people, it doesn't seem like it's too late to rush into anything. A man who pushes the elevator button nervously.

“I'm leaving the button. Mr. Sims."

“Oh, my gosh. ”

“I guess you didn't get my text this morning. ”

“What text? ”

The woman tied her head tightly smiles slightly. Her lips are perfect as if they were always printed. The man called the Heart Prosecutor liked her laugh like that. The rapid heartbeat seems to be beating even more while running.

“Sir, you have an award in the morning and you're canceling the meeting. ”

“Ahhh! These people are really! ”

“I guess you really didn't get the text. ”

“Is this, is this, is this a man's bully? Why am I the only one who didn't get it? Do you have any idea how hard it was for me this morning? ”

“I don't know. We didn't have breakfast together. ”

Ding-dong.

The ID on her neck said something about a South Korean prosecutor. Namyeon takes the elevator past a man in a swerving step. I grin and pinch my eyebrows.

“Aren't you coming? ”

“Don't talk to me like that. ”

“What did I say? But I'm definitely busier than usual today. ”

A clear view of the sky approaches behind a clear elevator. The deep inspection presses the 14th floor button with a slow hand.

“Is something wrong? ”

“You'll see that when you go to the office. I heard you've been working on a school violence case lately. ”

“Ah, yes. ”

“You've been taking off your jeans since morning. ”

Namyeon smiled nervously while pressing the 10th floor button. The Heart Examiner is silent for a moment, bringing out the stuttering words. It tears as if it had swallowed sand in its thick voice.

“This weekend. ”

“Yes?”

“You remember our reunion? ”

“Of course. I haven't forgotten. ”

The two were Korea's most prestigious alumni. It's been over a decade since we've known each other, and the relationship was still between you and your successor.

‘Yes, let's reduce that opportunity. ’

When the heart exam resolved to open his mouth, Namyeon hit him first.

“But I don't think I can go. My mom asked me to come out this week. ”

“Oh. Your mother? ”

“Haha, why is my mom your mom? ”

“I've eaten more than half of my mother's meals in training. There's blood flowing like you and me. ”

“Oh, gross. ”

“Is the store open this week? ”

“Yes, you're worried that drinking American water won't change your mind. I don't believe it even if it's that good. ”

When she was in elementary school, she told me that her whole family had emigrated to the United States for some reason. Across the street, rumors spread that they had avoided domestic violence, and someone else had taken corporate sponsorship.

‘Well, that's not the point. ’

No one knows the truth unless she opens her mouth. And in fact, the heart exam had no interest in that background. The only thing that matters is getting the attention of South Korea.

“What year did you say it was open? ”

“Well, since you're doing business in front of my elementary school · · · this time, it's been almost 15 years. But strangely, nothing has changed there. It reminded me of a new one. ”

“Really? Should I send you a wreath? ”

“Forget it. They said there 'll be a lot of people there that day. And your friends. ”

“Ah. I think I've heard of it. You said you were a savior.”

“Well, sort of. Your friend's husband is a cop, so he had a lot of help. ”

Zhongdong.

Unnoticed elevator doors. The heart examiner looks down at her with a regrettable taste. After stepping down, Namyeon looks back slightly.

“Do you like Tteokbokki? ”

“· · No, I can't eat it. ”

“Next time, when the store is tidied up, stay for dinner. My mom.”

“Huh?"

“I'll go first. Good job."

And then he waves his hand lightly and disappears. Slowly closed elevator doors. The Heart Examiner shouted for inner cheer against the wall. It floats like a feeling of flying. This is progress, after all!

Bloop.

“Prosecutor Simms! ”

The heart examiner opened the office door in a pleasant way, but heard the investigator's cry. I want to slam the door shut and then frown at foreign objects.

“What's all this? ”

“No, it's not. I will never, ever! I said no. ”

Orchids stubborn on the walls of the office. I noticed a pile of flowers and weeds.

“Who sent you? ”

“The parents of the school violence perpetrators who are in charge now. They want you to work hard like this. ”

“You said the victim agreed not to settle. But why would you do this to me? It's like the law says. ”

The heart exam touched the pollen with the toes. This is what Namyeon said. It's been a real riot since morning. Although it looks like a small grass machine, the real body was in a pot. I don't know if it was baked in China or in Korea, but pottery looks old.

“Did one of the perpetrator's parents say it was a professor? ”

“Yes, that's right. ”

“You're good. You said you were looted with the settlement money and you brought me this. What's a history department?”

“What do you want me to do? ”

“What can I do? We have to send it back.”

“I keep doing that, but I'm stubborn. ”

“I need to write another statement on charges of bribery. ”

“Should I?”

“Are you kidding me? ”

“I was going to say yes. Haha.”

The examiner's cautious words make a frown and sit down. He waves his hand roughly and sends a signal to clear it quickly.

“There's an age now, and it's fearless. That's what they look like. ”

“I'll clean it up now. ”

“If you don't want to clean it up, just smash it all. ”

“Oh, no. Let's move it out. ”

The heart examiner muttered in a gruesome voice, then opened a work report. Even if it wasn't a school violence, there are numerous cases in front of him now. I don't have time for this. That was how the day of the Heart Examiner began.

* * *

“Mr. Prosecutor!"

Weekend evening, a cardiothoracic prosecutor from his car was burning a cigarette. In advance of the East Gate meeting at the main hall of the hotel, I wanted to cool off. Even a brief break like that is someone's cry.

“What is it?”

Parents of school violence offenders. The heart exam was curious as to where his schedule had flowed. How the hell did you know to come here?

“I don't think you have much time. ”

“Good to see you. I'm not free. ”

“Oh, wait a minute! Just a little bit, just a little bit. ”

Five or six parents hang as if they were dragging the crotch of a cardiothoracic prosecutor. The heart examiner sighs and pauses.

“You know, my kids are really nice. It was a mistake for a moment, a joke for the kids, and we can't stop them from moving on with it. ”

“Prosecutor, it's because we taught you wrong. ”

“Once you do something, · · ·. ”

The heart examiner pulls out another cigarette while holding on to them. Then, after lighting the fire, he shakes his head and gives smoke to his parents.

“Hey, guys.”

A voice that is cold and still hot. I had the power to overwhelm people.

“Isn't that what you should be saying to the victim student instead of me? ”

“I did, but I didn't move. We gave him as much money as we wanted, and he got down on his knees, but he's a floater. ”

“Then there's nothing I can do. ”

“Yes?”

“I can't help it. Does the victim deserve your apology? ”

The sharp words of the heart exam make parents mute like honey. Rumored to be inflexible on this floor. But this is how you draw the line. One parent hurriedly looked at the other.

“Hey, did the prosecutor say anything? ”

“What?”

“My uncle's a prosecutor. I heard it separately.”

“Nothing. And you'd better get there. If you stab someone carelessly, they get hacked. ”

The heart examiner fixes his tie and steps away from them.

“There is no law to accept an apology, but there is a law to be punished for your sins. Go to the student at this time and straighten their hair. Break your head or break your neck. That's what you do. ”

He rubs his butt tightly, then leaves. The hotel was cozy, unlike the outside. Crowded, but strangely calm and orderly commotion. The inquisitor picked up a wine glass to rule over the flaming insides.

“Hey. Heart Examiner! ”

“What? Oh, my God. ”

“Amazing. What's wrong with your face? ”

“I'm stressed out. ”

A friend who's a high school motivator and a university motivator. He recognizes the heart exam and happily puts his hand on his shoulder. The Heart Prosecutor looks at his friend and scolds him.

“Why didn't you come when you went to see your teacher last time? ”

“Busy, man. But I was in a hurry. Promotion for not going once. ”

“The teacher wanted to see you. ”

“Really? Haha. I have to go see this soon. You fix it, right?”

“Sure. Stronger than me. Nowadays, he says he needs stamina to follow the kids. He lives with the kids in the gym every morning. ”

“You're amazing. At that age. You haven't changed. ”

Their high school teacher. He really deserves the name Teacher more than the name Teacher. 15 years since I led my children with love and kindness. You don't go to class as a principal, but you're still their adult who likes hanging out with the kids.

“Are you referring to Ms. Yō-jin? ”

A man who was listening next to me interrupts the conversation.

“Professor!"

“It's been a while.”

“Oh, yeah. I was eavesdropping next to him, but he kept ignoring me. Haha.”

An old man with a clear head smiles playfully. Other people who were scattered around him gather one by one. A friend of the D.A. asks the professor while drinking wine.

“But you know my teacher? ”

“Well, how many people have received the education award from the president? And most of all, you guys are from Podunk High. Pretend you're Chuck. I can only think of one teacher from Cheonggyo High School. ”

Others interfered with the old professor's words.

“That's right. You two went to high school together, right? ”

“My nephew is preparing to send me there right now, but he's going crazy, he's going crazy. The competition is no joke. ”

“Hey, you, too? I'm going to get ready now. ”

“Son of a bitch, isn't your kid five years old? ”

“It used to be a quick place to start. ”

The Sim Prosecutor bursts into laughter at the chatter of his friends. When people who are holding one line in society, such as large corporations or prominent entrepreneurs, come together and become children. The slave professor is willing to listen to his disciples' conversations as they grind the cheese.

“It wasn't that famous in our day. ”

“That was amazing. You think your phase has improved in the last few years? By the way, how are you doing with the D.A.? ”

“Well, that's just it. There are a lot of lunatics in the world, and there are few prosecutors. ”

“I'm going to call this informer a prosecutor, so I can't keep my mouth shut. ”

Renown shrugs.

“Call it what you normally would. Well.”

“Hey! Great news! ”

“Isn't that her manifesto? Wow, it's been a long time! ”

College alumni line into party spaces. The night was getting deeper. Fame reminded me of him, reminiscing with my friends. In school, the man who saved himself with Ms. Yō-jin. The man who told me there was light in the world. Ko Ji-hoon.

Ambo1. End of Examination

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