Chapter 101 – Result – Part 9

Chapter 101 – Result – Part 9

The Thug, whose anger had boiled over, grabbed Woojin by the collar.

And curses flowed out without hesitation.

“Are you messing with me, you son of a bitch? What? Say that again. You don’t know who I am, do you?”

Blood vessels in the Thug’s eyes bulged like spiderwebs, as if to devour Woojin,

“A slave to the brain, unable to suppress even 1% of the Primitive Limbic System’s instincts. A person who bows before the strong and is strong before the weak. It’s fair to define him as someone who only chases Dopamine.”

“What kind of bullshit is this fucking bastard spewing… Let’s see if he can still talk like that after getting hit.”

His face was reflected in Woojin’s eyes.

The Thug’s cheek muscles tensed, and his lips thinned as he pressed them together.

With that fleeting micro-expression, a fist flew towards Woojin’s face.

Wham!

The Thug blinked.

Because somehow, he was lying on the floor.

Woojin rubbed his cheek and asked,

He had deliberately let the punch lightly graze him.

“Comfortable?”

“You son of a bitch!”

He propped himself up with his hands and swung a large punch.

Woojin slightly moved his head to the side, causing the punch to cut through the air.

At that moment, the Thug felt someone yank his hair.

“You son of a bitch! To whom!”

The owner of the fierce voice was Detective Kim Taehyun.

Woojin had informed Detective Kim Taehyun of the facts from the moment he stood up.

No, he had informed him of the future.

He had created a situation to make an incident.

A rough voice came from Kim Taehyun, who had thrown him to the ground.

“How dare this bastard lay a hand on someone! Who are you? Do you know who you were trying to mess with, you fearless idiot? What’s your name?”

The thug struggled and cursed.

“Let go if you don’t want to die, you bastard! Let go, or what!?”

Choi Gicheol, who had belatedly come up the emergency stairwell, quickly approached Woojin with a worried expression.

It was Woojin who had single-handedly crushed the gangsters at the room salon.

Given that Woojin had even called to report a fight, they assumed it was a situation beyond Woojin’s control and rushed over without hesitation.

“Woojin, are you okay?”

Woojin pointed to his right shoulder.

“That person hit me here with their shoulder, and my cheek too.”

“Huh?”

“It hurts.”

Choi Gicheol scratched the bridge of his nose.

Contrary to his words, his face was perfectly fine and didn’t look like someone in pain at all.

Putting that aside…

Choi Gicheol turned around and stopped Kim Taehyun, who was interrogating the thug.

“Ah, Senior! Calm down! I’ll do it. I will.”

As Choi Gicheol stepped forward, Kim Taehyun approached Woojin, and Choi Gicheol handcuffed the thug, saying,

“You have the right to remain silent and…”

“Just because you’re a detective!? I didn’t do anything!”

Choi Gicheol struck the thug on the head and said,

Smack!

“Stay still. I’ll get a lawyer to senior officer…”

“This is coercion…”

Choi Gicheol, who had handcuffed him, pulled him to his feet.

“What coercion?”

Smack!

Choi Gicheol slapped his head. The Reporter Thug’s eyes lit up with indignation and he said,

“You hit me, didn’t you? I’m not letting this go. I’m not just going to let it slide.”

Smack!

“What are you going to do if you don’t let it go?”

Smack!

“What are you going to do if you don’t let it go? Why don’t you lower your eyes? Do you know who you’ve touched? You’ve touched our precious little brother.”

Smack!

“Ah, damn it, stop hitting me!”

This time, Kim Taehyun stopped Choi Gicheol.

“Hey, Choi Gicheol, stop it.”

Upon closer look, Mask seemed to be growing more and more like him.

Even recently, he keeps raising his hand first, as if he doesn’t care about the aftermath, disciplinary action or anything else, not treating the criminals like people.

“You know, Senior, these kinds of bastards only listen when you treat them the same way.”

“That’s true.”

“Isn’t that right? Is it? You bastard.”

Smack!

“My head is ringing. Stop hitting me.”

“Look, I told you, he needs to be hit to come to his senses…”

Choi Gicheol then dragged him away into the emergency stairwell, and Lee Hyerim, with surprised eyes, asked Woojin,

“Woojin, are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“We meet again, sister-in-law?”

“Oh, hello.”

Lee Hyerim, who had greeted Kim Taehyun, fixed her gaze back on Woojin.

“Woojin, what happened? Did you fight?”

“No. I was just playing a prank.”

What kind of prank makes a Detective come?

“Is it because of me…?”

She was surprised to see the corners of Woojin’s lips subtly turn up.

“Woojin, I don’t want you getting involved because of me. You don’t need to, and it’s just because of me…”

Woojin gently placed his hand on her shoulder.

And then he turned his gaze to Detective Kim Taehyun.

“Detective Kim, I have a question for that person. Can we talk?”

“Of course, of course. I’ll go down to the car first.”

Kim Taehyun moved to secure the CCTV footage first.

Woojin spoke again to Hyerim, who was standing still.

“Hyerim, this will be the start of them constantly trying to step on you. I don’t like that.”

Woojin thought that an obstacle had appeared in the plan he had been contemplating.

Then it must be removed.

Conversely, he could also find their weakness and use it against them.

“Woojin…”

Woojin smiled broadly.

Lee Hyerim was speechless at that expression.

It was a refreshing smile, revealing his white teeth, one she had never seen before.

“If you’re grateful, buy me something delicious. I should go in first. I’ll give you some interesting news.”

***

Kim Taehyun, who was sitting in the back seat, asked the Thug,

“Park Jonghoon, with two prior convictions for violence, why did you fight?”

“I bumped into him coming out of the Bathroom. But that bastard…”

Whack!

Again.

We bumped into each other, and this snot-nosed kid…

Smack!

That person just demanded settlement money…

You expect me to believe that nonsense?

It’s the truth! I was just trying to pass by, but that jerk kept getting on my nerves with his nonsense. So…

You hit him?

No. I didn’t hit him…

Kim Taehyun’s brow furrowed.

You punk, the CCTV clearly shows you throwing a punch…

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Woojin appeared, having knocked as Deputy Manager.

When Choi Gicheol opened the door, Woojin sat in the passenger seat.

Park Jonghoon yelled out.

Hey, you tell him! Did I hit you!?

You bumped me with your shoulder and then hit me with your fist.

Was that hitting? Didn’t I just brush against you!?

Kim Taehyun raised his hand, and he flinched.

Lower your voice. From now on, only answer the questions I ask. Got it?

Ugh… This is driving me crazy.

Smack!

Speak.

Woojin.

At Kim Taehyun’s words, Woojin nodded and adjusted the rearview mirror so that Park Jonghoon’s face was clearly visible.

Who sent you?

At Woojin’s words, Kim Taehyun and Choi Gicheol’s heads snapped towards him.

Someone sent a person with two prior assault convictions to Woojin?

Park Jonghoon’s eyes, which Woojin was looking at through the rearview mirror, were also widening.

He subtly leaned his back further into the seat.

It was a fixed posture that appeared when one was in distress and couldn’t escape.

Woojin had trapped him so he couldn’t escape.

“What are you talking about?”

“Who sent him?”

“I came here to eat, who sent whom? What are you talking about!”

Kim Taehyun’s mood darkened.

“Hey, you son of a bitch, what kind of guy are you? Who sent you? Who told you how to handle Woojin? You better answer straight. If you talk nonsense, you’re dead.”

From the driver’s seat, Choi Gicheol was also staring at Park Jonghoon as if to devour him.

Park Jonghoon, receiving the piercing glares, shook his head.

“I saw that person for the first time today. It’s true. Please believe me. It’s the truth.”

Woojin said,

“Who told someone to watch Hyerim, not me?”

“Hye, who’s Hyerim? Have you only lived a life of being deceived? It’s unfair enough that I was dragged here!”

Choi Gicheol asked,

“This guy… is he a pervert? Stalking? Hey, did you come from a Private Investigator Agency?”

“Detective Choi, it seems we should go to Prosecutor Kim Cheolung.”

Woojin immediately called Prosecutor Kim Cheolung.

“Hello, Prosecutor Kim Cheolung, I’m bringing the person who hit me to Prosecutor Go. Do you have time?”

-Huh?

“I’m bringing the person who hit me to Prosecutor Go.”

-No… then you should go to the Police Station, shouldn’t you?

“I want to go there. I’d appreciate it if you could even create dust that wasn’t there to give me the maximum sentence.”

-Here? Bring them? To the Prosecution?

“Yes. If it’s too much trouble, then there’s nothing I can do.”

-No, it’s not that it’s troublesome… Oh dear… I swear… Bring them! Bring them all!

“I’ll go right away.”

The car immediately departed, and Park Jonghoon’s eyes, watching Woojin’s retreating figure, began to tremble.

He thought he was just a thug spouting nonsense about wanting settlement money, but now he looked completely different, a full 180 degrees.

He had connections with a detective, and even a prosecutor.

‘Kim Cheolung… Kim Cheolung…’

But for some reason, the prosecutor’s name felt familiar.

Suddenly, Park Jonghoon let out a sigh as if muttering to himself.

“Damn it…”

The face of the person who used to brief on TV, as if declaring war on crime by solving unsolved cases, came to mind.

Woojin’s pressure was slowly tightening around his body.

***

Prosecutor Kim Cheolung blinked and looked at Park Jonghoon sitting in front of him.

Woojin, with a candy in his mouth, was flipping through the case documents, but Kim Cheolung didn’t stop him.

Kim Cheolung, perched on the computer table, asked gently.

“So… you were stalking a young lady named Lee Hyerim. And you hit Woojin, right?”

“Prosecutor, that’s not it…”

“Your name is Park Jong-sa? Park Jung what?”

“It’s Park Jonghoon.”

“Alright. Mr. Park Jonghoon, with two prior convictions for violence. Someone stole bread. That person received a prison sentence, and the guy who embezzled 10 billion won received a suspended sentence.”

“Prosecutor! I’m truly innocent! It’s a misunderstanding! I just went to eat and…”

Thump!

Kim Cheolung’s foot kicked Park Jonghoon in the chest.

Park Jonghoon was pushed back along with the wheeled chair.

Woojin glanced at the scene and then returned his attention to the incident documents.

Kim Cheolung took off his wristwatch and beckoned with his hand for him to come back.

Park Jonghoon, still in handcuffs, dragged his feet while sitting in the chair, and as he approached, Kim Cheolung walked behind him and placed both hands on his shoulders.

“If you treat these gangster bastards like people, they’ll think they’re actual people. Hey, you gangster bastard. Should I make up a crime that doesn’t exist and make you run in circles about 10 times? You think I can’t do it? You don’t think I can, do you? Huh?”

“Hey, Prosecutor…”

Kim Cheolung pressed his finger firmly into Park Jonghoon’s collarbone, and a groan escaped Park Jonghoon’s lips.

Kim Cheolung sat back on the PC table and said calmly,

“Alright, gangster. You have two choices. Are you going to spill everything and get a fine, or are you going to run in circles for a few years?”

Park Jonghoon hung his head.

“Haa…”

Kim Cheolung, who was smiling, raised his voice.

“I’ll count to three. One. Two.”

“Hey, Prosecutor!”

“Three!”

“Chief Choi ordered it! I just ran an errand! It’s true. It’s the truth!”

Kim Cheolung’s gaze turned to Woojin.

Woojin looked at Park Jonghoon and said,

“Prosecutor Kim, how about we make this a bigger case?”