#121. Ordinarily. 1
Lee Se-kwon repeated Woo-jin's words exactly.
“Cognitive reasoning… … .”
Lee Se-kwon, who had been mumbling while looking at Woo-jin, suddenly got up from his seat and shouted into his cell phone.
“Did you catch the private tutor!?”
-Yes. I just got him in the car.
“Request assistance. Call the forensics team immediately!”
-I will request support right away.
After finishing the call, Lee Se-kwon looked at Woo-jin as if he couldn't believe it.
There was no evidence or circumstantial evidence. No, it was as if Shin Woo-jin had created the circumstantial evidence, but even so, nothing could be done with just one circumstantial evidence.
But with that conviction, the culprit was accurately identified and arrested.
Cognitive reasoning?
I've never heard of such a thing, but… … That's not important right now.
Lee Se-kwon spoke as if he wanted to hear a definitive answer.
No, Woojin's words were faster as he looked at the soy sauce marinated crab with sparkling eyes that Lee Se-kwon hadn't even touched.
“Detective Lee, if you’re not going to eat it, can I eat it?”
Lee Se-kwon once again felt like he was being hit in the head with a hammer.
How can you be so calm when your accomplice might be right in front of you?
It was to the point where it seemed like it was completely out of the question whether it was the culprit or Nabal. Or so it seemed.
Lee Se-kwon spoke quickly.
“Yes. Yes. Eat plenty. But do you really think that Choi Jeong-hoon is an accomplice?”
Woojin nodded as he moved the lid of the soy sauce marinated crab to his plate.
“Yes. I think Detective Lee Se-kwon is thinking the same thing now, isn’t he?”
“That’s true… … I think I should go out. If I contact the forensics team, it’s obvious that Choi Jeong-hoon will hear about it. I’ll get up first.”
Lee Se-kwon quickly turned around and headed toward the entrance without even greeting the two of them.
When you open the door and try to go out.
Woojin's voice grabbed his ankle.
“Detective. You said that you would do the accounting when you leave the National Forensic Service.”
"ah…."
Lee Se-kwon quickly calculated and left the soy sauce marinated crab restaurant.
Kim Tae-hyun burst into laughter at the sight.
“Hahaha! That guy is out of his mind right now. He’s going to be in a lot of trouble if he gets caught and then he gets screwed.”
And again.
“It must feel like being possessed by a ghost.”
This may be your first experience with this type of profiling.
It was said about Woojin, but he himself didn't care and was just eating the soy sauce marinated crab deliciously.
I thought Kim Tae-hyun was really cute.
You're doing great things, but you don't take them seriously.
Because it is natural, we treat it as natural.
As Kim Tae-hyun, who had met Woo-jin many times, that thought suddenly occurred to him.
My younger brother is quirky, but I've always thought he was extraordinary.
But isn't it true that extraordinary actions are taken for granted by extraordinary people and are not ordinary things?
At that moment, Woojin's voice was heard.
“Where did the food go?”
"uh?"
As Woojin blinked at his empty rice bowl, Kim Taehyun laughed heartily as if he found it ridiculous.
“Is this what you mean by a rice thief? Auntie! Give me another bowl of rice!”
* * *
While talking on the phone, the head of the genetics department looked at the back of Choi Jeong-hoon's head while he was comparing genes.
“Yes. Yes. I understand.”
After a while, the manager who had finished the call opened his mouth to Choi Jeong-hoon.
“Jeonghoon, you have a private tutor. There were a lot of blood stains in his house.”
Choi Jeong-hoon's movements suddenly stopped.
It was a definite stop reaction.
If Woojin had seen this, he would have thought it was natural, but the head of the genetics department began to unconsciously grow suspicious.
Choi Jeong-hoon turned around and said.
“Really? Then what Shin Woojin said was true? Wow… … . I got goosebumps just now. You just interpreted the image like an X-ray, right? Where is the scene? I’ll prepare.”
The manager shook his head slightly.
“I told you earlier. The director is coming. Other people will go.”
“Wow… … Tutor. I really want to go. Can I go?”
“I heard your mother isn’t feeling well either. Don’t go out today. You’ll just get into trouble for no reason.”
Choi Jeong-hoon smiled faintly.
“I don’t believe in superstitions like that. I’ll be back.”
As Choi Jeong-hoon took off his gown, the manager's voice quietened.
“I told you not to go.”
Their gazes met in the air.
It was a gaze that lasted only about a second, but Choi Jeong-hoon quickly smiled.
“Okay, thanks for thinking about it! I’ll go to the bathroom.”
Choi Jeong-hoon, dressed in his gown again, grabbed the doorknob.
At that moment, the manager who had been thinking about hundreds of thousands of things while looking at Choi Jeong-hoon stood up from his seat.
“Jeonghoon… … .”
Suddenly.
As the manager spoke, Choi Jeong-hoon opened the door.
But there was someone standing outside.
It was detective Lee Se-kwon.
Choi Jeong-hoon said with his eyes wide open.
“Detective Lee?”
“Where are you going?”
Choi Jeong-hoon rubbed his chest as if surprised by his question.
“My heart almost sank when you were at the door. The bathroom. Oh, I heard there was a lot of blood in the tutor’s villa. I guess you haven’t heard yet?”
At that moment, the voice of the manager, who seemed exhausted, was heard from behind.
“You didn’t say it was a villa, Jeonghoon… … .”
Choi Jeong-hoon's head turned to the manager as if in slow motion.
The manager's face was a mixture of emptiness, betrayal, frustration, and anger.
“You… … . Why did you do that? Were you that kind of guy? Huh!?”
Choi Jeong-hoon waved both hands.
“Manager, I don’t really understand what you’re talking about. I have no idea what you’re talking about… .”
“Mr. Choi Jeong-hoon, I think you should go to the police station with me.”
As Lee Se-kwon took a step closer, Choi Jeong-hoon took a step back without realizing it.
“Me? Why me? Was it that guy named Shin Woo-jin? Am I an accomplice? Am I not? There’s no way I could be involved with a private tutor!”
At his shout, Woojin's voice seemed to be heard in Lee Se-kwon's ears.
'There may be an unsolved case committed by a private tutor. Choi Jeong-hoon, who worked at the National Forensic Service, may have let the case go cold, and Choi Jeong-hoon may have covered up the case in order to use him and joined hands. Other than that, it won't be easy to find a connection between the two. No, there probably won't be any.'
“Just because of your feelings! Isn’t that too much?”
Lee Se-kwon said.
“Mr. Choi Jeong-hoon. If you’re not guilty, you know very well that you’ll be released right away. This makes me even more suspicious. As Mr. Choi Jeong-hoon said, don’t make a fuss and cause people to misunderstand. Just go quietly with me and then come back.”
“Ha, right.”
Choi Jeong-hoon, who was sweeping his hair, nodded.
“Okay. Okay. Let’s go.”
Choi Jeong-hoon followed right behind Lee Se-kwon. He went out, then came back into the office and spoke to the manager.
“My mother… … said she was very sick.”
Choi Jeong-hoon, who was looking at the manager as if he was going to chew him up, quickly went out again.
The manager sank into his seat in despair.
The National Forensic Service found a suspect. No, it was almost certain that he was the culprit, judging from the fact that he mentioned the villa that he had never mentioned.
The culprit at the National Forensic Service.
The world would become noisy.
At the same time, Woojin's image began to appear clearly in the manager's mind.
*
By mid-December, the number of synesthetes had surpassed ten million.
It was also the time when Woojin's group experiment ended.
At the beginning of the movie, the characters' comical appearances were shown to stimulate the audience's hormones.
As time went by, the content of the crime and the horrific incidents were shown, creating scenes that were unpleasant to watch.
And it gave us hope by introducing a protagonist with special abilities.
It made us root for the main character as he chased the criminal, and from then on, it only showed the audience what they wanted to see.
The main character's search for the criminal's traces one by one was a kind of compensation for the horror that occurred at the beginning of the movie.
Since I saw something I didn't want to see, I took advantage of the compensation psychology by continuing to show only what I wanted to see.
There was also an unexpected twist.
The culprit is none other than a visually impaired person.
Plus the fact that he is a synesthete.
Woojin briefly summarized what he had been thinking as the movie drew tens of millions of viewers.
-You can make a thoughtless person want to see something they would never have thought of.
-You can also induce interest and curiosity in someone who has no information about them by providing new information (synesthesia).
These two things are possible not only for individuals but also in groups.
When Woojin's thoughts, which he had only held in his mind, were proven true by the movie drawing 10 million viewers, Woojin was able to nod his head.
A few days later, the incident involving the private tutor and Choi Jeong-hoon heated up the media.
*
Christmas Eve.
Bomi was entering the apartment with her mouth covered.
The living room of the 70-pyeong apartment had two glass windows, providing a clear view of the Han River.
It felt like I had entered the home of a celebrity I had seen on TV.
Mom and Dad looked around the house as if they had lost touch with reality.
The synesthete received the money as promised, with over ten million people taking part.
Woojin had already confessed how he got the money before buying the house.
I was very surprised, but since I had already bought the house, there was nothing I could do about it.
“Brother, is this really our house?”
"huh."
Mom said.
“Woojin, I really don’t know if we can live here.”
This time, Dad spoke. No, Woojin's mouth opened even faster.
“I told you five times that I had already paid the balance.”
“I told you so… … Woojin, but it’s too expensive here.”
They said they bought it for 4.5 billion won.
But Woojin shook his head.
“I bought it because it seemed suitable.”
Before buying a house, Woojin asked people on the Internet.
[I have 6 billion won and I want to buy a house. Where would be a good place?]
Comments poured in.
-There’s a good place worth 2 billion won that’s being newly built… … .
-You have 6 billion, but you're saying you're going to buy a 2 billion won one? If I were you, I'd buy a 3 billion won one.
-3 billion? If I had 6 billion, I'd buy the 5 billion one lol
-You should buy it all. Go for the 6 billion won one and if you ride the Johnver, it'll go up twice, really.
-Build a building in the province and give it fresh water.
There were many comments, but Woojin took the average.
So the amount that came out was a 4.5 billion won apartment with a clear view of the Han River.
“I already bought it, so there’s nothing I can do.”
Woojin thought he made a good purchase here.
Because it was clear that it would be a safer haven than before.
At that moment, Woojin approached the window and said.
“It’s sleeting.”
The snow that was barely noticeable was now falling as sleet.
The family also came to Woojin's side and looked at the spectacular view.
“Dad, you haven’t done anything for our son, but you’re giving him a treat.”
Mom said, wiping her eyes.
“Woojin, oh my… … . I’m sorry and thank you… … . Thank you, my son.”
Bomi looks up at Woojin.
“Thank you, oppa.”
Woojin nodded his head slowly.
While Mom, Dad, and Bomi were looking at the view, Woojin was looking at his family reflected in the window.
Woojin muttered to himself as he felt something warm fill his chest again.
'good.'
A few days later, Woojin found a villa that he could now call his old home.
Originally, it was empty because we had moved out, but Woojin brought in used furniture and other things to decorate it so that it looked like a house where people lived.
Woojin had someone else buy the house his father had put up for sale, and then bought it again in his own name.
'Number 2038.'
It was to welcome guests who might not come.
No, Woojin, who had been watching him for a long time, could be sure.
At that time, a contractor who installed CCTV around the villa and at the front door of the house approached.
The location of the CCTV was strangely inconspicuous.
“Would you like to check with your phone?”
Woojin checked the CCTV with his cell phone.
The entire surroundings of the villa were visible, including the front door of the house.
