#190. Everything I Want to Do. 1
Yoon Hee-chan rolled on the floor after being hit with two weighted feet in the air.
When Choi Ki-cheol, who had dropped a kick at him, got up first,
“On the same side… .”
“Die, you little shit!”
Choi Ki-cheol's feet started kicking Yoon Hee-chan like a ball, and he covered his face with both arms and shouted.
“We’re on the same side! I was the one who reported it!”
Boom! Boom!
Not only Yoon Hee-chan, but also the man who was called the youngest was getting beaten up by Detective Kim Tae-hyun.
When the thought occurred to them that they were the ones who had caused Woojin to become like that, Kim Tae-hyun and Choi Ki-cheol's thoughts had no choice but to stop.
"where!"
Phew!
“Woojin!”
Phew!
Not many minutes passed and Yoon Hee-chan and the youngest were handcuffed, with blood dripping from their noses.
Kim Tae-hyun quickly approached Woo-jin.
“Woojin, are you okay?”
Woojin looked a mess, wearing a blood-soaked shirt.
Woojin smiled faintly.
"are you okay."
“Let’s go to the hospital first.”
Woojin nodded slightly.
Minor injuries occurred and required quick treatment.
Woojin said he was okay, but he didn't want to show new wounds to those around him, especially his family.
Because Woojin wanted to look good and only show good things.
“Among the people who assaulted me, there was a man named Kim In-seok.”
“Kim In-seok?”
“Yes. He was a very evil person.”
He was the one who hit the spot he was hitting.
Woojin opened his mouth again meaningfully.
“Please punish that person severely.”
“Okay, okay. Okay, let’s go to the hospital first. Ki-cheol, I’ll take Woo-jin to the hospital. Take them with you.”
“Can’t I go instead?”
“Let’s put the house on hold for now and let them fill out the paperwork first.”
Choi Ki-cheol looked at Woo-jin with a regretful expression.
“Woojin, go to the hospital and tell me if there’s anything that hurts or is uncomfortable. Get a thorough examination.”
Woojin, who had been staring blankly at Choi Ki-cheol, smiled faintly again.
Detective Choi's feelings were conveyed as they were.
Of course, Detective Kim Tae-hyun too.
“We are on the same side as that person.”
Kim Tae-hyun lightly placed his hand on Woo-jin’s shoulder.
“Okay, okay. Okay, let’s go to the hospital first.”
* * *
Woojin, who had gauze stuck here and there on his face, was drinking soy milk through a straw.
The multi-person room was full of patients, so I had no choice but to move to a single room.
Kim Tae-hyun, who was watching the scene, said.
“Thank goodness there were no serious injuries. But what the hell happened?”
Kim Tae-hyun had heard a brief explanation but had not heard a detailed explanation.
“I wanted to scold someone who was bullying Hye-rim.”
In terms of causality, it is the relationship between cause and effect.
A conditional format that states that, in physics, the cause must occur before the effect.
If we substitute this into Newton's equations:
Since the motion of an object is determined by the force generated, we can say that the force is the cause and the position of the object is the effect.
So we got the results. No, it's still in progress.
Kim Tae-hyun, who was listening to Woo-jin’s explanation, touched his forehead.
“Oh my… Woojin, don’t you think that method is too extreme? It’s too dangerous.”
Woojin, who had been slurping down the soy milk through a straw, answered.
“I don’t think so.”
For Woojin, this incident was just a method.
Also, for Woojin, it was something else that was extreme. No, the most extreme way was to unconsciously call the guy, which was very extreme.
Just then the door opened wide and a person came into the hospital room.
It was Congressman Kim Cheol-woong.
“Now, do it… and show some action. Is that okay?”
“You don’t have to come, that’s okay.”
"oh my…."
Kim Cheol-woong shook his head, sweeping his hair up.
“People will like it.”
People like it when someone with a lot of wealth gets involved in an incident and falls off a cliff.
Rationalization of morality, law, and realization of justice in the unconscious.
This was because the underdog effect was bound to take effect.
The unconscious calculates and judges, and then it becomes a thought, which regulates hormones and becomes an emotion, which is expressed outwardly.
And the person who realized justice is Assemblyman Kim Cheol-woong.
The stock of a person named Congressman Kim Cheol-woong was bound to fall again.
Kim Cheol-woong answered while looking at Woo-jin, who was covered in gauze.
“I don’t want to become popular like this.”
He was sincere, and Kim Chul-woong didn't want Woo-jin to get hurt or have to do anything difficult.
It was a 180 degree difference from when I first learned of Woojin's existence.
It feels like family.
“I think that just and good people should become famous.”
The world will become peaceful only when such people spread their influence and have ripple effects.
Woojin, who had finished drinking the soy milk, spoke to the two.
“I guess I’m sleepy because I kept getting hit in the same place. It’s late and you two have to go to work tomorrow.”
The two of them did not open their mouths anymore after hearing Woojin's words.
“Okay, get some rest. I’ll come back tomorrow.”
“Get some rest. Don’t leave your room.”
Sometimes, when I see Woojin, I get a strange feeling.
For example,
For some reason, I got a call today saying that they had found a suspicious person, or that they were bringing the criminal to the police station, etc… That kind of thing.
“Yes. Take care.”
Soon, the two left the hospital room, and Woojin got up from his seat and looked at himself in the window.
“In about a week….”
All wounds will be healed.
Woojin suddenly remembered his subconscious.
If they had called upon their subconscious to do something related to the Shinwha Group, they would not have hesitated to threaten or aim for the back of their heads.
“It’s been a while, let me give you a breather. Come out.”
The light in front of Woojin's eyes brightened again as if a fluorescent light had turned off and then on again.
The unconscious mind that had been sleeping looked at its own face and smiled.
“Handsome face, what is this tail?”
The unconscious mind glanced at the ringer stuck in his arm and opened its mouth again.
“You’re making things really difficult. You’re wasting your time.”
Then he looked at his face in the window again.
“I’ll teach you one thing. Listen carefully. What do rich and poor have the same? Time. Some spend their time to make money, while others buy time with money. Don’t waste your time on worthless people. Spend your time only on yourself.”
At that moment, Kim Tae-hyun and Kim Cheol-woong were caught by the unconscious eyes as they came out of the hospital's main entrance.
“Well, those two were raised well.”
The unconscious chuckled.
It was because Woojin was worried about himself again.
“Do your best.”
Woojin's vision turned pitch black, and his pupils constricted slightly as if reacting to light again.
The unconsciousness disappeared and Woojin returned.
Woojin opened his mouth while looking at Kim Taehyun and Kim Cheolwoong moving away.
“That’s your opinion, and I’ll live with it.”
Woojin, who had been quietly looking out the window, lay down again.
Then he picked up his phone and started searching for something.
Soon, Woojin noticed the rankings by nickname, and seeing the number one place made him smile despite the stinging sensation at the corners of his mouth.
It was none other than a securities investment competition, and the name that proudly took its place in the 100 million league was.
[BoRang BoRang]
Borang borang.
It was Han Bora.
Bora was also well aware of the momentum in the short term.
I set the standard for cutting losses and kept it sharp, figured out if there were any substitutes for the stocks I bought, and thought about supply and demand relative to market capitalization.
Woojin sent a message, thinking of the special Han Bo-ra.
[Bora, 1st place, congrats congrats]
The reply came right away.
[Hehehe! I miss you, uncle!]
[See you soon.]
[Oh yeah! Shh …
A happy smile grew again at Woojin's smile.
Han Bo-ra unconditionally returned part of the profits he earned from his investments back to society.
He remembered the environment he had experienced as a child and did not spare his donations.
And that was a lot of money for a middle school student. No, if he donated hundreds of millions of won, there would be an uproar if this fact became known to the world.
* * *
A few days passed and the world was in an uproar.
This was because Lee Jeong-ho, the eldest son of Shinwha Group Chairman Lee Jeong-moon, was indicted.
[Rep. Kim Cheol-woong, a thorough inspection!]
[As a citizen of the Republic of Korea, I cannot tolerate corruption and crime.]
[CEO Lee Jeong-ho, Murder Threat Using Service]
[CEO Lee Jeong-ho, I have no doubt that the law will reveal the truth.]
[Transfer of Shinwha Group shares. Is the successor granddaughter Lee Hye-rim?]
Articles poured in from all sides, and the 9 o'clock news featured the incident.
As time passed, people's fingers also turned towards Lee Jeong-ho.
Lee Jeong-ho used all his connections and methods, but the response was lukewarm.
He had already boarded the crashing plane, and the people he had been waiting in line for, of course, did not board the plane with him.
They also used every means at their disposal to cut off everything that could be linked to Lee Jeong-ho and escaped like loaches.
A few more days passed and Lee Hye-rim was sitting across from Lee Jeong-ho.
Lee Jeong-ho was wearing a prison uniform.
“I’m being toyed with by that guy.”
Lee Hye-rim didn't seem at all intimidated by Lee Jeong-ho's cold blue eyes.
On the contrary, he looked confident.
“No. You’re doing it for me.”
“You’ve lost your mind.”
“It’s not me who’s crazy… it’s my uncle.”
“What?”
Lee Hye-rim suddenly got up from her seat.
“My grandfather overlooked what my uncle did, but not me. That’s why I ended up in this position.”
Lee Jeong-ho's eyebrows twitched.
Aside from the fact that Lee Hye-rim knew about his father's plan to kill him, his anger took over him even more.
“Okay, I’ll go.”
As Lee Hye-rim turned around, Lee Jeong-ho slammed the table!
“How long do you think I’ll be here?”
It was a tone that suggested that he could leave at any moment.
Lee Hye-rim turned to him and began to mutter.
“For a long time… .”
And then he raised his voice a little again.
“I will take good care of your aunt, cousins, and brothers so that they can maintain their dignity. Don’t worry. And I don’t think I will come here again. Take care. Don’t skip meals.”
Lee Hye-rim soon left the interview room.
There was a loud bang as the table was hit from inside, but her steps remained steady and she did not react.
I shook my head, thinking of something else.
When his uncle became involved in an incident, all contact with Woojin suddenly disappeared.
I asked my younger sister, Shin Bo-mi, at the apartment where Woo-jin lives, but all I could hear was that she had gone out to play with her friends.
Just in case, I tried contacting Woojin's classmate, Kim Mansu, but he also had no news.
On the contrary, I could tell just one thing.
He said he had cut off all contact with everyone except his family.
Lee Hye-rim, who soon left the building, looked up at the sky.
“Woojin, where are you?”
I endured all the harsh words and harsh stares from the bloodlines.
No, every time I did that, he coldly threatened to take away the things he was holding in his hand one by one.
There was a reaction.
Now, he is starting to notice his own mood.
But Woojin wasn't there next to him.
“I’ve overcome the difficult situation you mentioned. When will you come back?”
As Woojin disappeared from my sight, it felt like a wind was blowing through my chest like autumn leaves falling.
* * *
That moment.
In the temple, the refreshing sound of a moktak and Buddhist scriptures were being chanted.
Woojin, who had gone down the mountain for a moment and stopped by a convenience store, was entering his room.
And then I started spraying the pesticide I bought here and there.
Chiik– Chiik–
“There are a lot of mosquitoes in this place even though there is no urban heat island effect.”
Just then, a voice was heard from outside the open door.
“Your Majesty, the Buddha said that I am the only one in heaven and earth. That means that there is no one in this world more precious than me. The same goes for mosquitoes. Even mosquitoes are the most precious beings in themselves…”
Woojin, who was spraying pesticide, clasped his hands together as he watched the mosquitoes falling down.
“In the next life, I hope you will have a good body and become a Buddha.”
Woojin turned his head and looked at the monk.
In the monk's eyes, Woojin's previous wounds had completely disappeared.
The hair was still the same.
“Is this okay?”
“Sir, I think it would be best for me to keep that pesticide.”
Woojin nodded and handed him the insecticide, then sat down on the floor and put on his shoes.
And then he raised his head and looked at the monk.
“What is your name?”
The monk said with his hands clasped together.
“As I left this world, I also abandoned my name.”
Woojin slowly nodded and got up from his seat.
The wound also healed completely.
Woojin smiled faintly and spoke to the monk.
“Even if you cut ties with the secular world, the sins you committed do not disappear. Mr. Jang Chun-min, 49 years old, who sexually assaulted a child five years ago, it is time for me to go down. Let’s go down together.”
