#162. One, two. 5
The chief prosecutor's eyes widened as he confirmed Kim Cheol-woong.
“You… how are you here?”
Kim Cheol-woong answered with a sad smile.
“I stopped by for a moment because I thought I heard the inspector’s voice while I was eating. I don’t know if I disturbed you.”
“Prosecutor Kim Cheol-woong?”
Kim Cheol-woong smiled even bigger at Lee Jeong-mi's question.
“Oh, aren’t you Ms. Lee Jung-mi of Shinwha Group? But I didn’t know that the chief prosecutor was close with you.”
There was only one reason why Kim Cheol-woong came all the way here to see the chief prosecutor.
The purpose was to meet the leader openly like this and convey his intentions firmly while being called in and criticized by the chief and deputy chief prosecutors.
And there was another reason.
While Kim Cheol-woong was smiling, the chief prosecutor's face showed a look of discomfort.
Soon he spoke in a dry voice.
“Go ahead, once you’ve finished eating.”
Kim Cheol-woong answered in a cheerful voice.
“Yes! I hope you have a good time. Oh, Chief Inspector… .”
“Talk to you later.”
"yes!"
Kim Cheol-woong immediately bowed his head to the chief prosecutor.
And he also greeted Lee Jeong-mi with a meaningful voice.
“Have a good time.”
At that time, Kim Cheol-woong seemed to hear Woo-jin's voice in his ear.
'I won't send it.'
Lee Jeong-mi said.
“Didn’t the chief prosecutor say earlier that he had something to say to Prosecutor Kim Cheol-woong? You can say it now.”
The inspector took a deep breath through his nose and drank some water.
And then he opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind.
“Sit down.”
“Oh, yes!”
As Kim Cheol-woong took his seat, Lee Jeong-mi looked at the chief prosecutor with a smile.
“Shinwha Jeonki, President Kim Dae-han, are you sure you’re investigating?”
“Yes! We are currently summoning and investigating the people involved.”
“I’m not saying that, but are you investigating properly without making any mistakes?”
“Yes! I haven’t been able to go home for a week and have been staying in the office.”
The inspector frowned.
It was hard to find any clue as to whether he was brainless or not.
“In my opinion, the charges against President Kim Dae-han are being exaggerated. What do you think?”
“If there were more sins, there would be more, but it doesn’t seem to have been exaggerated.”
“It doesn’t look like it to me. Get out of the case.”
"yes?"
“Hand it over to Inspector Yang.”
At the inspector's words, Lee Jeong-mi grabbed her glass of water and smiled quietly.
“Chief Inspector?”
“Don't make me say it twice.”
“Prosecutor, I started this case. I know more about it than anyone else, and if you hand it over, the media won’t stay quiet.”
They say the prosecution is corrupt.
“Are you teaching me now?”
“I’m sorry, Inspector. Please let me finish this case.”
“Hey. Kim Cheol-woong. Are you disobeying orders right now?”
“I’m sorry. I will hold a press conference once the case is handed over to Prosecutor Yang.”
“You crazy bastard! Hey! What did you just say! Huh? Don’t you see anything!?”
Kim Cheol-woong, who had been pulling his lips apart, began to speak.
“I will accept demotion or exile. Chief Inspector, please let me finish this case. After I finish the case, I will be scolded. Well, I hope you have a good time.”
As Kim Cheol-woong stood up, the chief prosecutor's arms began to tremble.
It looked like he was going to throw something at any moment, but he was clearly holding back.
At that moment, Kim Cheol-woong, who was about to leave when he grabbed the doorknob, turned around and said.
“Oh, Mrs. Lee Jeong-mi, your complexion doesn’t look good. I guess you’re having trouble sleeping. Eat some jujubes. Jujubes. They say jujubes are really good for you when you can’t sleep. Okay.”
As soon as Kim Cheol-woong closed the door and disappeared, Lee Jeong-mi opened her mouth as if muttering.
“What kind of person is that… … .”
Then I glanced around at the inspector.
“Chief Inspector?”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.”
That moment.
Kim Cheol-woong was coming out, pulling up his pants.
“It’s not like I’m the main character in a drama right now. Hehehe!”
There has never been a tightrope walk like this.
If I had twisted my ankle, I could have fallen off.
That thought was fleeting.
Kim Cheol-woong got into the car and took out his cell phone from his pocket.
I recorded it in the place where the chief inspector and Lee Jeong-mi were, and sent the audio file straight to Woo-jin.
"bread."
* * *
Woojin was walking down a busy street.
The captivating smile on her lips wouldn't disappear.
I walked around like that, looking at each person one by one.
At that moment, Woojin suddenly grabbed the collar of a man passing by.
It was a really sudden action.
A man who appears to be in his late 30s wearing a hat.
"what?"
Woojin smiled faintly at his nervous question.
puck!
Woojin's foot slammed into the man's stomach, and he fell over with a thud.
“Whoa!”
“Did you get in a fight?”
Everyone's eyes were focused on him for a moment, and Woojin swept his sideburns back with his palm as if he was trimming them.
A swear word came out of his mouth as he fell.
“What the fuck….”
The man quickly avoided the spot, as if he was afraid of the pouring gazes, not Woojin.
At that sight, Woojin covered his mouth with his hand as if trying to hold back the laughter that was about to burst out.
He looked very happy.
The man was the one who was being chased a little while ago.
To what?
To the police.
Woojin started walking again, looking at the people and scenery passing by.
“All of this. It’s a really fun playground.”
So Woojin went to a bar a little further away from the downtown area after walking for 10 minutes.
And then I sat down next to a man who looked hunched over in the stands.
It was Kim Dae-han.
He just glanced at Woojin and brought the whiskey in the shot glass to his lips.
Woojin said to the bartender.
“Give me a shot of vodka. Anything, really strong.”
“Really anything?”
"yes."
Woojin, who had ordered, looked around the bar and said.
“The song is good, but the design is not that great.”
“Here it is.”
The bartender smiled and handed me a shot glass.
“Is my brother handsome?”
Woojin said with a smile.
“I don’t think I’m your older brother.”
“If you’re a guest, you’re all my brother.”
Woojin chuckled at her words and drank the vodka in one go.
“Ugh… .”
“Did I give you too much?”
“No, good choice. Oh, sis. If you think your boyfriend is cheating, then your guess is right.”
She put her hand to her mouth as if she was surprised.
“How do you… … .”
She seemed really surprised as she muttered.
It was as if someone I was meeting for the first time had read my mind.
“My sister’s actions were telling me everything.”
At that moment, Kim Dae-han, who was sitting next to me, brought his cell phone to his ear as if he was making a call to someone.
Woojin naturally took his cell phone out of his jacket and placed it on the table.
-Woof, wow.
Kim Dae-han, who was looking at his vibrating cell phone on the table, turned his gaze to look at Woo-jin.
“God… Mr. Woojin?”
“Yes. Nice to meet you, President Kim Dae-han.”
Kim Dae-han's gaze looked around Woo-jin.
Because he was much younger than I thought.
“Let me pour you a drink.”
Woojin picked up the whiskey bottle and filled his glass with alcohol.
“I’ll get straight to the point. You’ll know this after listening to the recording I sent you. Ms. Lee Jeong-mi is no help to President Kim Dae-han. That prosecutor is a total idiot. He’s risking his life on this case.”
“So what is my way of living?”
“Lee Hye-rim.”
“Hye-rim?”
“Yes. That Hye-rim, Prosecutor Kim Chul-woong is very close to Hye-rim. If you hand over the shares that President Kim Dae-han is holding, you will end up with a suspended sentence. You can also collect other people’s shares to get 7%.”
For a moment, Kim Dae-han felt like he had been hit in the back of the head with a hammer.
And I muttered reflexively.
“All of this was planned by Lee Hye-rim… … .”
Woojin nodded slowly.
“It’s a dirty, tangled web. President Kim Dae-han is caught up in that tangled web.”
When Woojin gave a definitive answer, Kim Daehan's eyes shook as if there was an earthquake.
“Oh, don’t get me wrong. If President Kim Dae-han had run the company healthily, this wouldn’t have happened in the first place.”
Kim Dae-han couldn't help but be speechless.
It was like a shrimp's back being broken by the invisible fight of the owner's family.
Even if I knew this fact, there was no way out.
“President Kim Dae-han, we don’t have time. Prosecutor Kim Chul-woong might come tomorrow with an arrest warrant. Hye-rim isn’t that bad of a person. I’ll take care of her.”
Woojin immediately called Lee Hye-rim.
And he handed the cell phone to Kim Dae-han.
Kim Dae-han brought the cell phone to his ear.
Lee Hye-rim's voice was heard.
-Have you decided?
Kim Dae-han, who had a blank expression, laughed heartily.
Then he drank the entire bottle of whiskey.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa… … I got screwed.”
Then he wiped his lips and spoke into his cell phone.
“You keep your promise. I will go abroad with my family.”
-You have been taking good care of Shinwha Jeonki. I will take care of the moving expenses.
* * *
The next day.
Prosecutor Kim Cheol-woong was looking for the prosecutor's office.
I straightened my clothes in front of the door and went inside.
"good morning."
Despite Kim Cheol-woong's greeting, the chief prosecutor did not take his eyes off the documents.
no.
"you……."
Kim Cheol-woong cut off the chief prosecutor's words.
“I’m sorry! I made a mistake! I will hand the case over to Inspector Yang!”
Only then did the chief inspector raise his head.
“What are you doing now?”
“I think my head was a little messed up for a moment.”
Kim Cheol-woong bowed his head again.
"sorry."
The chief prosecutor, who had been quietly looking at Kim Cheol-woong, snickered.
“Stop being so mean. Stop being so mean.”
“Yes! Sorry for worrying you!”
“I didn’t hear anything. Okay, then go out.”
“Yes! Then, good luck.”
As Kim Cheol-woong left, the chief prosecutor muttered, sinking deep into his chair.
“I’m out of my mind. I’m out of my mind.”
The expression on the prosecutor's face as he muttered looked very good, contrary to his words.
And then I made a phone call somewhere.
It was Lee Jeong-mi.
Her sharp voice was immediately heard.
“I will. It will be resolved well with probation. Hahaha.”
-Ha… … You must be foolish.
The call was then disconnected.
The inspector, who had been staring blankly at his cell phone, shook his head.
“Should I just grab them all and throw them in?”
That moment.
Woojin was entering his old house, the house where Kim Manpal was imprisoned.
Woojin heard the bed moving in the room and headed inside.
Kim Man-pal, tied to the bed and shirtless, looked up at the ceiling and spoke softly.
“Just kill him.”
Woojin shook his head slightly.
“I told you. I’ll draw the same scars on your body as you did on mine.”
Woojin hummed and held something the size of his fingertips in his hand.
“Okay, then shall we start today?”
And he drew it all over Kim Man-pal's bare skin.
What Woojin was holding in his hand was a red Mercury marker pen.
“What the hell are you doing, you crazy bastard!”
