#135. Inclusion. 6
Director Kim's pupils shook as if there was an earthquake as he lowered his head.
Director Kim had already taken Lee Hye-rim's hand.
Of the 5 million shares held in Lee Yo-hwan's name, if you exceed 3.5 million shares, 1.5 million shares will remain.
Lee Yo-hwan, unaware of the fact, is demanding that the remaining 1.5 million shares be handed over.
In addition, 500,000 shares out of the 1 million shares that Lee Yo-hwan owns under his real name.
Then, the 6 million shares that Lee Yo-hwan had would become 500,000 shares, and Lee Hye-rim would end up sitting on 5.5 million shares.
Even though hundreds of billions come and go like this, will Lee Yo-hwan really be released?
Director Kim’s thoughts stopped there.
Not only was it none of his business, he also didn't know that the shrimp's back might get crushed in a whale fight.
All he had to do was to be mindful of his surroundings and take action accordingly.
“Are you out of your mind? Aren’t you going to answer me!?”
At Lee Yo-hwan's growling words, Director Kim bowed his head deeply.
"All right."
“Don’t worry about useless things and just focus on handing over the shares to Hye-rim. Got it?”
"yes."
"go."
As Director Kim left, Lee Yo-hwan stood up and frowned.
“You incompetent little bastard… … .”
I didn't even know that the shares were being transferred under someone else's name. Even if I had known, it would have been difficult to stop it.
Lee Si-young made a deal with a huge amount of money, and if it didn't work out, she would have used all kinds of threats.
Wasn't the timing of his capture also appropriate?
Lee Yo-hwan muttered as he thought of Lee Si-young.
“Our Siyoung… … Let’s try this with this younger sibling, okay?”
Lee Yo-hwan's expression seemed to change into that of a devil.
* * *
Kim Tae-hyun, who had received a call from Woo-jin, quickly opened the door and walked in.
At that moment, a man who looked to be in his 40s suddenly grabbed Kim Tae-hyun's leg.
“Call the police! Call the police! Call the police!”
Choi Ki-cheol, who was next to Kim Tae-hyun, spoke on his behalf.
“This is the police. We received a report and are dispatched… … .”
He, who had been holding onto Kim Tae-hyun's leg, quickly raised his head.
“Police!? I’m the culprit! Take me away! Take me away quickly! Quickly!”
His eyelids were swollen and blue, and there was blood around his nose, as if he had a nosebleed.
And the man was terrified, as if he had seen a ghost.
Not only that?
His throat was red as if he was strangled by something.
“What are you doing! Shouldn’t the police catch the criminal quickly?”
Kim Tae-hyun couldn't help but scratch his head as this was the first time in his life as a detective that something like this had happened.
“You are the culprit?”
The answer came from somewhere else. Woojin pointed a nail from the living room to the front door.
“It’s like kidnapping and murder.”
The man spoke with spit flying everywhere at Woojin's voice.
I didn't know how many times I lost my consciousness because of that crazy torai.
Woojin showed him life and death repeatedly.
The number of times has exceeded 20.
Primitive limbic system, torture of the brain.
“Quick! Handcuff him and what!? Take him away quickly! Take that bastard too! No, take me out of here quickly!”
When Kim Tae-hyun nodded, Choi Ki-cheol stood him up and handcuffed him.
As the man let out a strange laugh, Choi Ki-cheol slapped his cheek and dragged him away.
“You punk, come to your senses. I told you to come to your senses.”
With that, Choi Gi-cheol disappeared and Kim Tae-hyeon strode inside with the police officers.
“Woojin.”
Kim Tae-hyun looked around and couldn't help but be surprised.
It was because, unlike Woojin who was neatly and stylishly dressed, the surroundings were a mess.
“Woojin, how did it all happen?”
Woojin answered while adjusting his tie.
“It pisses me off. The evidence is clear.”
“Kidnapping and murder?”
“Yes. Do you have luminol reagent? Try spraying it in the toilet.”
After meeting Woojin, Kim Taehyun took out the luminol reagent that he had been carrying around like an over-the-counter medicine and headed to the bathroom.
Murderers who commit murder at home usually have a lot of things like brushes and cleaning products, but all I could see was a can of Lux.
Chiik- Chiik-
Kim Tae-hyun's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
This was because the luminol reagent did not react.
No matter how much I sprayed, no blood reaction appeared.
'Woojin was wrong?'
Everyone makes mistakes, but I couldn't quite understand why Woojin made a mistake.
It was because he knew Woojin's abilities better than anyone else.
Kim Tae-hyun felt a sense of anxiety rising in his mind.
If the person who started this mess isn't the culprit, Woojin will be in an awkward position.
Even if you deal with it somehow, whether it be by being disciplined or something, there was a high probability that it would become difficult.
Kim Tae-hyun turned around and said.
“Woojin, by any chance. Is there any other evidence that has been captured?”
At Kim Tae-hyun's words, Woo-jin, who was in the living room, approached.
“When gathering evidence for initial investigation, isn’t blood reaction important?”
Kim Tae-hyun laughed bitterly.
“That’s what I mean… … .”
Woojin, who guessed Kim Taehyun's face, went into the bathroom and took out a small drain cover.
And then I received the luminol reagent from Kim Tae-hyun and sprayed it.
It was right inside the sewer.
That moment.
Kim Tae-hyun could see the blood reaction shining brightly.
“We covered the entire toilet with a large plastic sheet and made small holes so that the water could flow directly into the drain.”
Kim Tae-hyun swept his hair up.
While thinking that the killer is a dog.
“I feel a little sorry for this older brother.”
"are you okay."
Kim Tae-hyun shook his head.
Don't you answer as if you read my thoughts?
I thought I had gotten used to it, but at times like this, I was surprised all over again.
By the way… … .
“This fucking kid… … .”
Kim Tae-hyun took out his cell phone to call Choi Ki-cheol. At that moment, Choi Ki-cheol received a call first.
-Senior, this kid seems crazy.
"What are you talking about?"
-I think you're crazy. Stay still, kid!
Bam! Bam!
-hello?
“What are you talking about?”
-When he drools like a crazy person and says he killed him, his eyes are completely crazy.
“First… … . Take her with you.”
-yes.
Woojin, who was listening to the conversation, slowly nodded his head.
Maybe it was because Han Bo-ra came to mind, but I wanted to blow away his reason.
And so it happened.
Woojin blew away all these thoughts in an instant.
“Detective Kim, I have an appointment. I’ll go first. Take care.”
“Huh? Hey, Woojin, you worked hard. I’ll contact you.”
"yes."
Woojin went outside and checked his cell phone.
Hye-rim received five phone calls.
Woojin made a phone call as he left the townhouse.
“Hye-rim, I’m sorry. Something urgent came up suddenly.”
A handful of her worries poured out from her phone.
– Urgent? It's not a bad thing, is it?
“No, it’s resolved. Where is it?”
-I was just about to go home because you kept not answering my phone.
“Sorry, I’ll go nearby. Let’s meet at the coffee shop where I had that delicious strawberry cake last time.”
-If you're far away, should I buy it for you? In the car…
“No, I’ll be there soon.”
After finishing the call, Woojin was walking through a busy street.
Woojin walked with an appropriate stride, looking at many people.
There are all kinds of people living in the world.
People change depending on their environment or live in the hope of being placed in a certain environment.
Isn't mediocrity somewhere in between?
Adapting to the surroundings and becoming assimilated into the current environment.
Am I like that now?
The corners of Woojin's mouth rose slightly.
It seemed like that.
So, Woojin smiled and disappeared into the crowd.
* * *
Woojin met Hye-rim at a coffee shop and was able to hear the overall story.
“That’s good.”
“He must be really angry. He must be ready to kill someone.”
Woojin nodded.
Lee Yo-hwan was an organic being, a person who would rush to a flame like a moth with pride and competitiveness if the opponent was in a similar position.
"are you okay?"
Lee Hye-rim tilted her head at Woo-jin's sudden question.
"what?"
“Your heart.”
Lee Hye-rim smiled brightly.
“Is it like becoming an actor? They say that when a person changes, they die, but if I continue like this… … .”
“Don’t die. I won’t let you do that.”
Only the sentences had changed, but Woojin's voice's pitch was no different than usual.
But she felt her face burning and turned her head towards the window.
“Oh my… .”
That tone of voice when you eat something delicious.
Hye-rim Lee calmed down by taking a sip of cold coffee.
“The hotel shares that will come to me tomorrow are 5.5 million shares. That’s over 3%. If it goes over 3%, I have to report it, but if that happens, my brothers will find out and just sit back and watch?”
“I'm sure it will react.”
“So what I’m saying is… … .”
Hye-rim Lee opened her mouth again, looking at Woo-jin furtively.
“What if you hold 2.5 million shares? I don’t have the power, so using someone else’s name would be risky.”
Lee Hye-rim crossed her legs and spoke.
“You have to have someone you can trust.”
Then he glanced at Woojin again.
If it were anyone else, it would have been a place to bow and accept it, but if it was Woojin, it was a different story.
This was because he was the kind of person who could just say, “Why?” and leave even if a large sum of money was placed right in front of him and he was asked to take it.
Woojin was the one who didn't act sensibly.
"okay."
"what?"
“I'll take it.”
Woojin nodded.
Act appropriately to the situation and environment.
Generally speaking, everyone is like that.
Isn't this an ordinary thing?
At that moment, Lee Hye-rim smiled broadly without realizing it.
“Really?”
“Yeah. Should we have another cherry chocolate cake this time? I’ll go and be back.”
Lee Hye-rim suddenly tapped her forehead as she saw Woo-jin suddenly go to order a piece of cake.
They say they'll give him hundreds of billions, but he's so calm.
Above all, my feelings from a little while ago.
Have you ever felt happy about giving something to someone?
There wasn't any.
Lee Hye-rim closed her eyes and smiled faintly.
“Hye-rim, why are you like that?”
“What did you say?”
At Woojin's voice, she opened her eyes, startled.
“No? I didn’t say anything?”
And then, holding the fork, he fixed his gaze on the cake that Woojin had bought.
"looks delicious."
She brought the cake to her mouth with a fork and said with a big smile.
“Oh my… .”
“Is it sweet?”
Lee Hye-rim answered, sweeping back her flowing hair.
“This is so delicious.”
Lee Hye-rim, the people passing by outside cutting through the cold air, and everyone in this coffee shop right now looked happy and joyful.
* * *
A few days later.
Lee Yo-hwan was sitting alone in the interrogation room.
His face and actions looked very relaxed, and after a while, Prosecutor Kim Cheol-woong came into the interrogation room.
Kim Cheol-woong, who had been quietly looking at Lee Yo-hwan, threw a folder of documents down on the table.
Then, he sat on a chair and placed his right ankle bone on his opposite thigh.
“Wow, you have a great younger brother. He’s anxious because he can’t catch me from all sides.”
I was talking about Lee Hye-rim.
The recording button turned off right away.
Lee Yo-hwan tilted his upper body toward Kim Cheol-woong, curling one corner of his mouth.
“You’ve become somewhat well-known. What do you think you can do to me? I told you. Don’t waste my time.”
Kim Cheol-woong pressed the sole of his foot as if giving it acupressure.
“Okay. I’ll give you a suspended sentence and let you off easy. But I’m also a person with dignity and pride… … .”
Lee Yo-hwan's smile grew wider.
“Stop beating around the bush. What’s missing? This is it?”
Kim Cheol-woong, who was applying acupressure, raised his head and looked at Lee Yo-hwan.
And then he nodded very slowly.
