The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

“Gang reporter! ”

River journalist passing through the media corridor. Heads up to your colleague's call. I haven't slept in days, but I have a smile on my mouth.

“You said you had another special question this time. ”

“Specialty? Like what? Congressman Kim's son-in-law? Or what, Dublin said he'd take over the market? Which one?”

A colleague pulls his tongue at the flutter of a strong journalist. It's a silent expression.

“This is bad luck. ”

“Don't arrest me if you know. I'm so tired.”

“Can't you congratulate your colleagues? ”

“What a celebration. Rumor has it you've been going through the sauce lately. So I'm usually good with kids. ”

“Crazy. I don't know anything. ”

“Good work.”

“So, there's really nothing? ”

· · · Go to that J station over there. It's opening season, so I thought I'd stop by and say something interesting. ”

It's a bit far for me to write, but it would be a pretty good knight for someone who wants to catch a rotten leash. A colleague flicks his finger and laughs at the words of a strong journalist.

“I knew it. The waves, the waves, our hydrogen. ”

“You're bluffing. ”

“Haha. Thanks anyway! Have some food. ”

He leaps out of the huddle with gratitude and worry. This should quiet things down a bit. Kang Journalist came back to his stumbling desk and lay down.

"I'm tired."

But there was still a lot of work left. There were a lot of things to write starting at the beginning of the article that had to go up tomorrow. Asking my colleagues, I think I'm sharing a bowl.

‘I live because I'm greedy. ’

A strong journalist who blames himself and turns his back on himself. I looked around and found that all but a few desks were empty. Running at the waist of dawn. Kang reporter threw out his sleep with a light blow to the ball.

Jiaying! Jiaying!

A cell phone that rings then. It was a phone call from a subordinate reporter waiting at the police station. The river reporter continued with a deep voice.

“You have three seconds. ”

Give me a brief overview in three seconds. I heard a report of my successor through the device.

The president of KVS came in for minor sex trafficking and assault.

Specialty. Kang Journalist felt like electricity was going through his body. Drowsiness at a time. He takes his bag and asks.

“Seoul Regional Police Agency, right?"

Yeah. I don't think I've smelled it anywhere else.

“Just wait. If you try to get the others in, you have to stop them. No matter what. We have to catch this. ”

Come quickly. I can't do this alone.

Wudang Tang.

Kang Journalist Dong Ma hung up the phone and quickly left the office. Society spills out articles that stimulate themselves every day. Whenever I did this, the strong journalist used to feel alive.

* * *

“Why can't I use this? ”

A strong journalist asks without hiding his frustrated expression. A successor standing beside him. I didn't know what else to do, but I only looked at the news reporter and the deputy director.

“I want to ask. Why are you wearing this? ”

“Why? If the current station president was caught having sex with a minor, if he didn't use it, what would he use? ”

The commander rises up lightly throwing the draft posted by the River journalist. Raise your arms at your waist, as if you were told not to talk nonsense.

“Why do I use it when I have nothing to write with? ”

News of KVS 'arrest spread among the press. Kang Journalist and his successor wrote an article for almost the first time · ·.

“Did you know that the Portal Representative is related to the President? Don't you know?”

Due to the relationship between the representatives of South Korean search sites, the ascending ethnic articles were deleted. Moreover, he was a peer tied to a framework called "press releases," and the writing itself was a relaxing atmosphere.

“I know.”

“Then why does he keep bringing it up? ”

“It's not like that. ”

“It's no big deal. You're so close, you bastard! ”

The commander shouts, grabbing the back of his neck, if his blood pressure rises. Unlike the fallen comrade, the river reporter was beaten.

“Is it the Knight who stops them? ”

“Sure. That's where you pay and report. What if it doesn't jam? What if it's not blocked?”

Chaak

The commander only raised his hand as if to not say anything rude. Reports of press releases are widespread to the floor.

“I know you're good at your job, and I know what you mean. But you have a lot to write about, don't you? Let's make this easy. Huh?”

It's true, it's a long day and all sorts of things are happening in South Korea. Otherwise, there were countless specialties in the hands of River journalists.

“You'll get a promotion at the end of the year, Doha. ”

“I know. But I really want to use this. ”

“No. If you're gonna use it, use it on me. ”

Doha sneaks up on you. It's like I'm about to step on it. I barely dry it with my subordinate hanging by my side.

“Sunbae, let's go. ”

“He said he'd let me use it if I stepped on him. Let go of me. ”

“Hey!”

“Robbery!”

Two people scream at the same time. Doha had no choice but to leave the office and head to the break room. Take out a cigarette and bite it. Look outside.

“Sunbae, just look at the situation and stab me again when the police investigation is underway. This is because there are no results yet. ”

His successor ignites the fire and darkens it. No matter how restful it may be, it will become a pitchfork and you will have no choice if you go to trial. However, Doha does not look unhappy.

“Is that what you write after work? ”

“Sunbae.”

“The knight is the one who told me how things happened from the beginning, and it's my job. It's a knight who gives people eyes and ears. What are they doing, stopping the pens? ”

“So what do we do? It's not the other way around. It's the station. ”

It would have been less difficult for other companies. However, the broadcasting company's president was one of the highest peaks in the media industry.

“Shit. Shit. ”

Doha speaks harsh words and looks down at the night. Shining lights in the forest. There are endless advertisements on large billboards.

“It's not like there's any good way to do it · · · Let's skip this one. ”

Doha stares at the advertisement. The chattering servant's words come into one ear and flow down to the other ear.

“Hey, are you listening to me? ”

“Hey, where did you say you were investigating that? ”

“With the Seoul Police Department. ”

Doha took out the little notebook that she had in her arms. Notes about all kinds of people. It was an evenly melted journalist life.

“Sunbae?”

“Get in touch with the kids now. ”

“For what?”

“Let's collect all the data from the KVS President's case, the interviews and the videos, and make an ad. ”

His eyes shake roughly. What do you mean, you've finally lost your mind? However, Doha plucked the cigarettes without hesitation.

“If you block it on the site, you'll have to pay it elsewhere. Let's go take a look. ”

Then he smiles lightly and looks back at the electric board. Looking for the name on the phone, "Uncle Goji Hoon."

* * *

I smiled as I wiped it with a dry towel. Time flies. After I named him the deputy director, Doha put up a poster journalist.

“You want me to put an ad on something I haven't seen in a long time? ”

I became a journalist along the way of my sister who grew up well. I didn't see it myself because I wasn't playing the role anymore · ·. I heard he's a pretty good reporter.

“You heard the story, right? KVS President Case. ”

“Ah, you know. DNA results came back from the noodles this morning. There's CCTV, there's clear evidence, why the reporters are so quiet. ”

“Everyone seems to be out of the loop. If I pay, I cut right off from the site. ”

Over time, site articles became more mainstream than surface articles. I clapped my hands at him.

“You shouldn't have come barefoot. Give it to me."

“Here.”

Remove the pile of documents and removable discs from Doha's bag. I checked slowly by handing it over.

“Do you want me to put the ads sequentially on the display board with the main car in Seoul? Do you have any idea how much this costs? ”

“I can't handle it on my own terms. ”

“What's the footage? You could get blamed for that. ”

“Oh, that's okay. It's okay.”

Doha's furious words made me laugh. I heard you ate a pot of rice with a former journalist when you were an intern, and you must have learned something strange. I moved to my desk and plugged in the USB.

Click.

“Wow, you're good without a mosaic. ”

“I'm spending a lot of money on this, but it's a waste. ”

The video was simple and dramatic. Reporters collect data, KVS President walks in and out of police stations and interviews victims. The hospital's findings, and the allegations on the site that published these articles.

“Victim's a replacement. Maybe he's still a minor. ”

“I used to have a similar case when I was in the field. It was the prosecutor.”

“I've heard of it. The kids got into a grown-up fight. That's when I heard about the investigation. ”

A memory that comes to mind after a long time. I kept looking at the one-minute video and asked.

“If I put this up, do you think you'll be able to handle the back? ”

“I can handle that. People are afraid of money. ”

“You've grown up. Fuck.”

“Once you've got the talk, then you can go back to SNS. If you do well, you'll be interested in the exorcists. ”

It was important to start a fire. I'm holding out, so the investigation won't mix up the noise, but what the people didn't know was another matter.

“Okay. If you put in an ad, what are you going to do? ”

I flicked my fingers and asked Doha. If there's something coming, there's something going. He shrugs and asks again what he wants.

“Well, what can I do? ”

I proposed a slight flicker.

“President of your company. We've been keeping an eye on you. Looks like your head is working well towards soil jealousy. ”

He asked if he could expose the company's president as well. More explicitly, get some information about it. Doha opens her eyes wide and mutters.

“Replacement · · · ·. ”

“If you can't do it. How old do we have to be to tell the difference between a ball and a ball? ”

“Where did you hear that? Let me know! ”

A doha that jumps up and down in an excitement. He also covers his mouth with a shocking sauce that was sitting next to him like a doll.

“What if I told you? Will you do it?”

“Horse!”

“Wow, I have to call Mr. Mi Sung. You totally screwed her up. I screwed up.”

Doha twitches her fingers and denies my jokes.

“It's not ruined, it's done. A real journalist, because that's what journalists are for. Report the truth as it is. Wherever it comes from, wherever it goes. Speak quickly, by the way. What did my boss do? ”

That's it.That's two meals from Doha's point of view. From President KVS to his boss. I held up my cell phone with my tongue.

“If something happens to you, will you turn the pen? ”

“Well, you don't have to be. ”

“Huh? I didn't say no. ”

“Anyway, I know you put an ad in there. I'll get the sauce and hand it over to you as soon as I can. ”

Doha stood up to urge his successor. The bomb will go off, so I think I'll be ready. I waved my hand to say, "Go."

“Yes, Director Kim. ”

Then Doha ordered the report and the USB.

“Let's put in a billboard ad. You know, where people can see you. Yeah, just play me the video I'm sending, nothing else. ”

Behind the big doha that you can see out the window. It seemed like yesterday when I was a child, but now I'm calling myself a journalist. I wanted to follow in my sister's footsteps, but I came to my senses and jumped over it.

“In whose name? Tell me what you're doing. Do it in my name. ”

Then all I can do is help him run further.

Addendum 15. The End of Journalism

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