#169. Peace. 5
The police officers who were watching Woojin and Kim Cheolwoong frowned and even opened their eyes wide.
Because it was impossible to even imagine a police officer being so indifferent in front of a member of the National Assembly.
Woojin's indifferent expression seemed to annoy them.
Judging from the brief conversation between the two, it is likely that they are old acquaintances.
“Shin Woo-jin, aren’t you being polite in front of the assemblyman?”
When someone said that, Woojin saluted Kim Cheolwoong.
“Loyalty, Police Officer Shin Woo-jin.”
Kim Cheol-woong smiled and playfully saluted.
“Loyalty.”
A faint smile appeared on Woojin's lips.
The reason for returning is, of course, because Representative Kim Cheol-woong has arrived.
Woojin spoke with a faint smile on his face.
“But, Representative Kim Cheol-woong, isn’t this an abuse of power? I was working.”
The police were speechless at Woojin's bold attitude toward Congressman.
He just made a face like, "Is that kid crazy?"
On the other hand, Kim Cheol-woong shook his head.
He was a friend who had really not changed. But he could tell that Woojin was welcoming him.
The evidence was the faint smile on her face.
The way he spoke also felt that way.
Kim Cheol-woong spoke as if shouting.
“Yeah! You bastard, you came here to abuse your power!”
Then he looked at the police officers.
“Is it okay if I borrow this guy for a bit?”
One of them, momentarily surprised, said:
“Oh my! Of course. Shin Woo-jin, take good care of the congressman!”
Woojin said, checking his wristwatch.
“There is still an hour of work left.”
A police officer quickly approached Woojin and whispered.
“Go. Hurry up. Do you want to see us all get fucked? Go quickly. Hurry up.”
“The paperwork isn’t even finished yet.”
“I’ll do it for you, so go quickly.”
“There’s something I need to take care of….”
At Woojin's question, he felt as if a boulder had rolled into his chest, and he wanted to scream, but he controlled his mind once more and whispered.
“Hey, go quickly. Think of this as work and go quickly.”
Woojin nodded as if he had no choice.
"All right."
At that moment, the police radio rang.
– Situation ended. We will transport the criminal. Is Officer Shin Woo-jin okay? Even if he is okay, he should probably go to the hospital.
“Why Woojin? What do you mean?”
-Didn't you say that Officer Shin Woo-jin was cut by a knife?
“What? What are you talking about?”
-Detective Shin Woo-jin was cut by a knife while trying to catch a criminal.
Then Woojin spoke up.
“I was scared, but it’s okay. I just got a little scratched.”
At that moment, Prosecutor Kim Cheol-woong pushed up his glasses.
“The police officer bravely fought and arrested a criminal with a knife. Isn’t that worthy of special promotion?”
They were dumbfounded by the news coming from the walkie-talkie, but soon came to their senses and spoke.
“Yes… …? Of course!”
“Woojin, are you really okay?”
“Yes, it’s okay.”
Kim Cheol-woong said, putting his arm around Woo-jin's shoulder.
“Let’s go out for now.”
* * *
The place where Woojin and Kim Cheolwoong were sitting was a pork belly restaurant.
Woojin, holding the tongs, was grilling pork belly until golden brown.
It looked really delicious.
“Here, have a drink.”
“Just a moment. Let me just cut this… … .”
Woojin cut the pork belly into pieces as if he was performing some kind of cutting ceremony.
So the glasses were filled and the two raised their glasses and toasted.
Kim Cheol-woong said while eating a piece of chili pepper as a side dish.
“It’s just so great. Catching criminals from all over the place. It’s going to be a breeze. It’s going to be a breeze.”
Woojin asked as he poured alcohol into his glass.
“How have you been?”
“Me. Well. I’m fighting with some thieves and yelling at them.”
There really were too many thieves in the country.
“Thank you for coming such a long way. Have a drink.”
Kim Cheol-woong looked at Woo-jin quietly while receiving his drink.
No, I opened my mouth.
“Why on earth did you become a police officer?”
“I wanted to try it.”
“What the hell does that guy want to do… … . Why the police officer of all people?”
“A police officer is closer to the people than a plainclothes police officer or a prosecutor.”
Kim Cheol-woong chuckled.
Because what Woojin said was somewhat true.
“The police are moving faster?”
"yes."
“The police officer doesn’t have the authority to investigate?”
“There are people with connections who have investigative powers.”
The person Woojin was talking about was none other than Kim Cheol-woong.
The number of connections between Kim Cheol-woong, who became a member of the National Assembly with enthusiastic support from the people, was gradually increasing.
There were also some prosecutors, and some rookie prosecutors who respected Prosecutor Kim Cheol-woong.
And there was Lee Hye-rim too.
A year ago, Chairman Lee Jeong-moon became a recluse, and Lee Hye-rim took over the position as spokesperson.
The media was abuzz with talk that a successor to the Shinwha Group might emerge after skipping a generation.
She also had deep connections with people in politics.
Kim Cheol-woong smiled and nodded at Woo-jin's words.
Although she was able to rise to stardom and become a member of the National Assembly thanks to Woojin, Lee Hye-rim ended up becoming a total big shot.
The connections that Woojin was pointing out were enough to make you nod your head in agreement.
“I just have to catch it.”
Kim Cheol-woong drank the soju refreshingly.
And then he put the soju glass down with a thud.
“I’m saying this because I feel bad for you. You don’t have the skills to rot away in a place like this.”
Don't you have the skills to solve unsolved cases that have been unsolved for decades?
In Kim Cheol-woong's opinion, Woo-jin was a tiger trapped on an island.
I couldn't shake the feeling that this guy, who should be running wild and doing whatever he wants, was just going around in circles on an island.
At that moment, a customer who had just arrived approached.
He was a man who appeared to be in his late 50s.
“What are you doing here, Officer Shin?”
“Hello. This is a famous pork belly restaurant. Are the mushrooms growing well?”
“Don’t be ridiculous! I can’t believe how well it’s growing! It’s comfortable. Thank you so much.”
It was Woojin who provided Brain Food with equipment for free.
The machine judges and maintains the temperature and humidity, and you can check them on your mobile phone.
It was a system that increased harvests and significantly reduced labor by creating an optimal environment.
Woojin didn't help anyone.
People who work hard, have good hearts, know how to share, are grateful, and yet struggle to make ends meet.
I was helping those people.
money?
There was enough money.
Brain Food merged with J&R Future, founded by Lee Hye-rim, and J&R Future grew in size and once again came under the Shinwha Group banner.
And Woojin was the largest shareholder there.
In addition, it also held a moderate amount of its own stock in Shinwha Group.
“It’s unlikely, but if the temperature or humidity is not controlled, please contact us. Our service center staff will be there right away.”
“What am I doing just receiving this? Thank you so much.”
“Then please make mushroom barley bibimbap again later. It was really delicious.”
“I stop by every lunchtime. I’m just blown away… … no, I sell it and get half the profit… … .”
Woojin cut him off with a sly smile.
“Mushroom barley bibimbap, that’s enough.”
Woojin would often visit the houses that were helping him and get lunch from them.
It was also for observation purposes, and I liked how their smiling faces filled my heart with warmth.
I liked how they were becoming more and more peaceful.
When I got a call from Woojin, I greeted him.
“Then I’ll come see you next time.”
“Okay. Have a good time~”
When Woojin brought the phone to his ear, Kim Cheolwoong shook his head as if in disbelief.
It seems like they even do free volunteer work… … .
The police officer even spends money to help people.
"hello."
-Hyung, Woojin, are you okay?
It was detective Kim Tae-hyun.
“No. I was drinking soju with pork belly. With Representative Kim Cheol-woong.”
-Huh? With who?
“I’m talking about Representative Kim Cheol-woong.”
-… … Woojin, I feel bad for you.
"yes?"
-You said you were busy these days… … . You said you didn’t think you’d have time, but you broke your promise with your brother… … .
Kim Tae-hyun felt as if Woo-jin had been stolen by Assemblyman Kim Cheol-woong.
“Detective Kim, have you been drinking? Assemblyman Kim Cheol-woong came to see me after abusing his power. I am the victim.”
-You came here without contacting me? Please change me.
"wait a minute."
Woojin handed the cell phone directly to Kim Cheol-woong.
“Oh my, it’s been a while, Detective Kim.”
-Congressman, our Woojin is busy, so you can’t just go and do that.
Kim Cheol-woong laughed heartily.
“Then, Detective Kim, please come see us too.”
Kim Cheol-woong opened his mouth playfully again.
“Our Woojin? That’s my Woojin~~!”
-What did you say?
“This is my Woojin~!”
Then he handed the phone back to Woojin.
-I think that guy is drunk.
“You haven’t even had a single bottle yet.”
-People say you're busy, but a congressman suddenly shows up. Woojin, can you make some time for me? I need to meet you.
"yes."
-Don't just answer, give me some real time.
"yes."
-Okay, I'll call you again. Enjoy your meal.
After finishing the call, Woojin looked at Rep. Kim Cheol-woong again.
He was looking at himself with his arms crossed and a smile on his face.
The pupils shake slightly rather than looking straight at oneself.
Smiling, thinking about the past and imagining, arms crossed.
There is a very high probability that you are making plans.
Woojin held out a glass.
“Congressman Kim Cheol-woong, I’m fine with this.”
Kim Cheol-woong nodded and clinked his glasses.
“You must be foolish.”
* * *
The next day.
Woojin gave a statement about what happened yesterday at the police station.
The detective couldn't help but be a little surprised after hearing Woojin's statement.
The words that the criminal's actions were determined by looking at the kitchen at the crime scene, the time of death, the tools used in the crime, and the bloodstains and footprints in the warehouse were enough to make one stick out one's tongue.
It made me think of mystery stories from movies and dramas.
It came as a refreshing shock to me that a police officer had such hair.
And Woojin appealed that the culprit resisted and was cut with a knife.
It was meant to add charges.
In addition, Rep. Kim Cheol-woong's influence would have been included separately.
That's what Woojin had already said.
After finishing his statement, Woojin headed to the elementary school instead of returning in the police car.
The police car was parked far away from the elementary school, and the police changed into different clothes so as not to look like police officers.
And then I walked to my favorite snack shop.
It was almost time for the kids to start leaving school.
“You’re here again?”
“Yes. The tteokbokki is so delicious. Please give me just one serving.”
Soon, steaming tteokbokki arrived, and Woojin started eating it while standing outside.
It was delicious when eaten with thickly sliced green onions.
It seemed that the true value of tteokbokki was revealed when eaten in front of an elementary school.
He also put some fish cake soup in a paper cup and brought it to his mouth.
So, Woojin's two eyes began to look around.
There was only one reason why Woojin was visiting the elementary school snack shop these days.
It was because something caught my eye.
