The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

A noisy rib house. The laughter and speech of the workmen after work make a dizzying sound in the cafeteria, but it seems to be warm in the corner.

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Team members of the wide-ranging task force sitting across from each other at long tables. They were a team of one to three, but they didn't mix like water and oil. Jin Hansoo stares only at the front with an empty soju glass.

“Oh my. I'm going to burn all the meat. You guys!”

“Here we go. Here we go. Auntie, I want some food here first! ”

“Let's say hello. We're Team 3 of the Berserkers. I've heard so much about Special Forces. I'm the richest man in town, and I can't believe this place is so dark! ”

“Hahaha! So this is automatically a dream? ”

“Nice to meet you. Let's get ahead of ourselves! ”

“Give me a drink over there. I was reborn as a Second Squad member of the Special Forces, so drink up! I don't have another chance today. ”

The team of three clowns in the middle tossed a silly joke to ease the frozen atmosphere. Then Jin Han Seo raises his drink and looks at the team leader.

“Have a drink, sunbae. ”

“Yes. Let's get on with it. ”

Blacks who saw it picked up chopsticks and rummaged through the meat. Dumplings sitting across from you. He also wants to start eating · · ·.

“Oh, this is ripe. He's the youngest.”

“Yes, you can have some too. ”

“That's a lot of meat. Give me Mongdu and his big plate. ”

Before touching the chopsticks of the dumplings, pick out the ripe meat. He slapped the table with a ridiculous expression.

“Are you eating alone? ”

“Pick up the ripe ones yourself. What do you care if I eat you? ”

“You can't fix a habit of stealing people's dishes, can you? ”

“The bastard who can't even eat my bowl says. ”

“What the fuck? ”

“Yes, you bastard! ”

Kuang

Blackheads and dumplings stand up at the same time and try to attack each other. Two big men stood up, suddenly narrowed down.

“Oh, please, sit down. Sit down.”

“Yes. Think of your size. You lumps.”

Mongdu and the princess grab the two hems and dry them. Two men staring at each other for a long time. Slowly, he sat down and ate meat like it was a competition. Who eats more, checking each other out.

“But now that we're really brothers and sisters, let's be nice to each other. I call her the Princess at ease. Better if you call me" King "or" King Detective. "”

Prince and Daughter of the Blacksmith, who was the Queen Dowager. She smiles, encouraging Mongdu and me to drink.

“I didn't expect to have a pot of rice with my comrade. Welcome everyone.”

“Please take good care of us. ”

The greetings of the princess and Mongdu made the atmosphere slightly lighter. As the meat got cooker, the detectives' faces turned red, and I received them, so I had to go around the table several times before I could find my glasses.

“But you know what? ”

By the time the ceremony was ripe. Dumplings open. His face was intoxicated by alcohol and burning energy.

“It's all good. Clown Squad 2!”

“Come on. He's drunk. ”

“Stay out of this, you son of a bitch! ”

“Evereda motherfucker. ”

When the dumplings and blackouts are about to clash again, Mongdu and the princess grab the collar and dry it. And quickly twist the knot. Like Mongdu, I thought I was good at handling dumplings.

“But anyway. What do you want to talk about? ”

“Now let's be fair about assigning cases! ”

Dumplings shout, putting down the soju cup. Then everyone remembers the question mark on their face. What the hell does that mean, I want to. The first thing I opened was the glasses of a team of clowns. This is the first voice I've ever heard since I had a quiet meal.

“Of course it sounds grand. Are you drunk? ”

Then, this time, Mongdu asks me with a silly expression.

“What are you talking about? Of course we're the priority. I thought we solved that with voice phishing the other day. ”

I watched the first team and my team alternately as I rinsed my mouth. They growl at each other. I don't know what it's about, but it looks good on you. Am I drunk, too? The dumplings snapped and shouted.

“No, back then! ”

I'm embarrassed, but I think we should get to the bottom of this.

“When you were Special Ops. If the name's changed, don't you think we should renew the contract? You're a clown now.”

“What is this nonsense? ”

Kuang

Blackouts and dumplings stick together again. The three clowns who were drying up earlier get drunk and just dribble and watch the situation. As I looked at the Team Leader, the Team Leader shrugged and signaled that it was embarrassing.

“You little brat! Once a promise comes to an end! ”

“That's why we're talking about Special Forces! You can go back down to the mortuary if you want to! ”

“I thought you were a cop, but you were a punk. Hey, you, come here. Come to the police station and write your first statement. ”

Wudang Tang!

There's a commotion. Lettuce flies around. Drunk detectives laugh and drink. Blacks and dumplings come at each other like they're eating each other. Don't stop us on either side.

Oh, shit!

The honeymoon of Jin Han-su and the team leader fell on the foreheads of two men at the same time. Two beasts that calm down a little bit. The princess mediates while picking up fallen lettuce and seeds.

“It's kind of funny, but I wanted to say it. Honestly, you took the case from the start. Well, when was it? ”

“Palm tattooed corpse. ”

“Ah. Right. ”

I scratched my head slightly and rolled my head. It seemed to be the beginning of the Yakuza gambling incident. There was an arm found in the mountains, and I brought in the Holiday case.

“And now I'm going to work in a real office, but I can't work uncomfortable, right? ”

“No? I'm not uncomfortable at all. ”

The princess blindly opens her eyes due to the nimbleness of the black. But he's motivated. He can't fight like a dumpling. The flask picks up the soju bottle and pours it into the cup.

“It's still a bit unfair. How much did I spend then? ”

I squirmed and blurted my eyebrows.

“And even if you distribute it fairly, wouldn't a good case go back to a good team? I don't think you should care. ”

The faces of those who are divided into horror and pride in my words. Dumplings and glasses stood up with an evil look on their faces.

“Huh? See that youngest talking bitch over there? ”

“Why? I was right. ”

“Let's just die today and get out of the office. ”

“Oh. Glad to hear it. Who should I kill first? Dumplings, you come here. I'm gonna blow it up. ”

Then the two team leaders who were watching the situation quietly left. It wasn't a place to act lightly like your team.

“We'll discuss the matter somewhere else. ”

“I agree, it's a welcome ceremony for Mineral Water Team 2. ”

“Whatever it is, let's make it good for each other. ”

On account of the two, the team members who had been burned died. And again, they inhale meat and liquor like they did for the first time.

“Ugh. Thanks for the meal. ”

“Detective Jang. Wake up. We're all done. ”

“Ugh · · ·. ”

“Ugh, that's the same thing. Hey, call me a cab or five. Send Detective Jang and Detective Kim along. Hey, you, too. ”

Three teams are almost there. We organized a welcome ceremony. It was food, alcohol, and a lot of food, I'm sure. The blacks are a little dizzy.

“Shall we go to the office and sleep? ”

“Yes. The sun's going to rise soon. ”

“What about your first team? ”

Like, "What are you doing?" Stuck-up dumplings. We stumbled across a gruesome alleyway to the police department. It's quite a distance, so you'll wake up when you walk.

Phew!

“Aah!”

At that moment, you hear a murmur and a scream. We stopped walking at the same time. I turned the nearby alley facing my eyes.

“What's going on? ”

“Are you all right?"

“What? ”

A man lying under a streetlight. He was a middle-aged man in a suit. He was drunk with us, and blood spilled from his head.

119!

“That bastard! ”

And a man disappearing down the street. The pace was unusual. The pair of glasses called the ambulance and the black man began to run as he walked his sleeves.

“The team that catches him wins! ”

“Yes! Yes! ”

· · · · · · · · With the words. Dumplings that respond immediately. The Pokémon chases after the Black Flag like lightning. Me, Mongdu, and the princess chased after them.

Shut up! Shut up!

Aaaaah!

The pursuit of the moon at night. The one who ran before slips and throws the drunken man's wallet. Arranging instruments, touching and reaching, suddenly stop flashing.

“What's the matter? ”

“Woof."

“Oh, my God! Let's eat!”

Then he grabbed the telegraph pole and started emptying his insides. A passing dumpling with a smile next to it. However,

“Look ahead! ”

Wudang Tang

He laughs and laughs, but he doesn't see the mouth plate in front of him. Mongdu and I, the princess, continued to run looking back.

“The youngest! Mongdu! You have to catch him! ”

“Princess! If you miss it, you'll die! ”

We also shouted at the same time in the shouting of two men.

“Bitter!”

“Hurry up and join us! ”

“What are you doing, seriously! ”

He got down the alley with a pretty quick gesture. I don't think I've ever done it once or twice, and this area doesn't look familiar.

Ta-da-da.

“Huh?"

In the dark, a fork in the road that leaves no trace. Since Mongdu and I are flawed, the princess does not hesitate to take the left path. Come naturally to the right with me, Mongdu. The sound of the moon's pursuit continues to ring, and luckily, we can pick up on the back of the suspect who was on the run.

“There! Up ahead! ”

“Hold me in front of you! ”

A man walking in front of the unsub. He looks back at our desperate shouts. I can't see his face clearly because his hat is pressed down, but he looks familiar somewhere.

“Get out of the way! ”

“Oops.”

The murderer throws his fist in spit, but the passerby steps back lightly.

Wudang Tang!

Perpetrator sliding forward with a pile of garbage. Mongdu blows his whole body and falls on it.

“Ugh!”

“Hey! If I move, will I get hurt? ”

“Let go of me! ”

I tied his arm to my shirt, too. How rebellious, Mongdu and I were a little difficult. Then the passerby who helped us took the weight and put the men together.

“Oh, thank you. ”

“Arirang, right? You're a perpetrator, you son of a bitch. ”

“No? What the hell is wrong with you? ”

“What the hell. A cop who lives face to face with you. ”

Crap.

The man frowns like he was beaten by the night of honey in Mongdu. I plucked my knees and palms and bowed to the passersby.

“Are you hurt? ”

“I just walked. ”

“Thank you for your help. ”

I looked at this familiar man's face in the dark, but I still couldn't see him. I wish there was moonlight.

“If you don't mind, why don't you head down to the precinct for a cup of tea? ”

“No, you're busy, but you can't. Sure."

The man turns his back as if it were no big deal. Mongdu and his snarl are endless behind him. In the gap, a man leaves a note.

“Bae Min-soo. Thank you."

I stopped looking back. Now, what did you say? Ban Min-soo shifts his head, but the man is already gone.

“Youngest! What are you doing? ”

A nightmare that burns me. But I had to walk him down the alley. Like I'm possessed by something. Anyone who knows your name in your past life. If I'm right · · ·.

“The youngest!”

“Wait a minute.”

“Oh, my God! Are you all drunk?”

Ta-da-da.

The right alley where the man disappeared. I chased after him like crazy, but he disappeared in an instant. At the end of the road, an intriguing black man comes running.

“The youngest! You got him? ”

“The man who just came in here, where did he go? ”

“You didn't catch it? No one came here. ”

“No way! I just turned right around and went this way. ”

“He's more drunk than I am. So you got him or you didn't get him? ”

Mongdu hears Blackjack and my conversation and barely screams from afar.

“I got you, Blackie! So get over here! That's my youngest. ”

“Yuck! That's it! Well done, my babies! In the future, the clowns are the ones we eat the best. Ka-chow!”

I ran, shaking my butt like I was having fun. Quiet streets and quiet streets. I stood tall for a long time and watched the end of the road. Somewhere, I think he's got his own life flowing.

“The youngest!”

And the voices of the team calling out to me. I looked at him with a sad heart. Whatever it is, right now. My path is my path. Blacksmith calls out to the unsub with a headlock.

“This asshole keeps asking me to ID him. Are you a policeman? Can I get my ass kicked? ”

“No, you can't. Brother.”

I grinned and rumbled through my pockets. And I pulled out the I.D. in front of the guy who's already half teetering.

“We're cops, right? ”

Twenty-five, coming out! (Finished) End