Chapter 162 – One, Two – Part 5

Chapter 162 – One, Two – Part 5

The District Chief Prosecutor’s eyes widened when he saw Kim Cheolung.

“You… how did you get here?”

Kim Cheolung replied with a cheerful smile.

“I heard the Chief Prosecutor’s voice while eating, so I stopped by briefly. I hope I haven’t intruded.”

“Prosecutor Kim Cheolung?”

At Lee Jeongmi’s question, Kim Cheolung smiled even wider.

“Oh, isn’t this Ms. Lee Jeongmi of Shinhwa Group? I didn’t know the Chief Prosecutor was acquainted with you.”

There was only one reason Kim Cheolung came all the way here to see the District Chief Prosecutor.

Instead of being called in by the Division Chief Prosecutors and Deputy Chief Prosecutors and subtly criticized, he wanted to meet the head openly and clearly convey his intentions.

And there was another reason.

While Kim Cheolung was smiling, a look of discomfort appeared on the District Chief Prosecutor’s face.

Soon, he spoke in a dry voice.

“If you’re done eating, you can go.”

Kim Cheolung replied in a spirited voice.

“Yes! I hope you have a pleasant time. Ah, Chief Prosecutor…”

“We’ll talk later.”

“Yes!”

Kim Cheolung immediately bowed to the District Chief Prosecutor.

And to Lee Jeongmi, he offered a meaningful greeting in a significant voice.

“Have a good time.”

At that moment, Kim Cheolung felt as if Woojin’s voice was echoing in his ears.

‘I won’t let her go.’

Lee Jeongmi said,

“Didn’t the Chief Prosecutor say earlier that he had something to tell Prosecutor Kim Cheolung? You can do it now.”

The District Chief Prosecutor let out a long breath through his nose and took a drink of water.

And as if he had made a decision, he opened his mouth.

“Sit down.”

“Oh, yes!”

As Kim Cheolung sat down, Lee Jeongmi smiled and looked at the District Chief Prosecutor.

“Are you thoroughly investigating Kim Daehan, the President of Shinhwa Electric?”

“Yes! We are currently summoning and investigating all individuals involved.”

“That’s not what I mean. I’m asking if you’re investigating properly without any mistakes.”

“Yes! I haven’t been able to go home for a week and have been staying at the office.”

The District Chief Prosecutor frowned.

He seemed to have no common sense, as if he had no brain.

“From what I see, President Kim Daehan’s charges seem to be overly exaggerated. What do you think?”

“I think there are more crimes, not exaggerated ones.”

“I don’t think so. Stay out of this case.”

“Excuse me?”

“Hand it over to Prosecutor Yang.”

At the District Chief Prosecutor’s words, Lee Jeongmi held her water glass and smiled quietly.

“Chief Prosecutor?”

“Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Chief Prosecutor, I started this case. I’m more familiar with it than anyone else, and if I hand it over, the press won’t stay quiet.”

They’ll say it’s a corrupt prosecution.

“Are you lecturing me right now?”

“Chief Prosecutor, I apologize. Please let me finish this case.”

“Hey, Kim Cheolung. Are you disobeying orders right now?”

“I apologize. I will hold a press conference when the case is handed over to Prosecutor Yang.”

“You crazy bastard! Hey! What did you just say! Huh!? You can’t see anything!?”

Kim Cheolung, who had pulled his lips to both sides, spoke.

“I’ll accept demotion or exile. Chief Prosecutor, please let me finish this case. I’ll finish the case and then, I’ll accept your reprimand. Then, I hope you have a good time.”

As Kim Cheolung stood up, the District Chief Prosecutor’s arms trembled.

It looked like he was about to throw something, but he was clearly holding back.

Just then, Kim Cheolung, who had grabbed the doorknob to leave, turned around and said,

“Oh, Madam Lee Jeongmi, you look unwell. It seems you haven’t been sleeping well. Eat some jujubes. Jujubes. They say jujubes are good when you can’t sleep. Well then.”

Soon after Kim Cheolung closed the door and disappeared, Lee Jeongmi opened her mouth as if muttering.

“What kind of person is that….”

Then she quickly turned to the District Chief Prosecutor.

“Chief Prosecutor?”

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.”

At that time.

Kim Cheolung was pulling up his pants and coming out.

“I’m not even playing the main character in a drama. Hahahaha!”

There was no tightrope walking like this tightrope walking.

One wrong step and he could fall.

That thought was momentary.

Kim Cheolung got into the car and took out his cellphone from his pocket.

He had recorded it where the District Chief Prosecutor and Lee Jeongmi were, and he immediately sent that audio file to Woojin.

“Bang.”

***

Woojin was walking downtown.

The charming smile on his lips couldn’t disappear.

He walked, looking at each person as if observing them.

Just then, Woojin suddenly grabbed the collar of a man who was passing by him.

It was a very sudden action.

A thug in his late 30s wearing a hat.

“What is it?”

To his irritable question, Woojin subtly smiled.

Thump!

Woojin’s foot landed in the man’s stomach, and he fell backward.

“Aah!”

“Is there a fight?”

People’s gazes instantly poured over, and Woojin ran his palm over his side hair as if tidying it.

Cursing flowed from the fallen man’s mouth.

“What the hell…”

The man quickly fled, as if he was afraid not of Woojin, but of the pouring gazes.

At that sight, Woojin covered his mouth with his hand, as if trying to suppress the laughter that was about to burst out.

He looked very amused.

The man was the one who had been chased a little while ago.

By what?

By the police.

Woojin started walking again, looking at the passing people and scenery.

“All of this. It’s a very interesting playground, isn’t it?”

Woojin walked for another 10 minutes and found a bar a little outside downtown and went in.

He sat at the stand next to a man whose back looked slumped.

It was Kim Daehan.

He merely glanced at Woojin before bringing the shot glass of whiskey to his lips.

Woojin spoke to the bartender.

“One shot of vodka, please. Anything, as long as it’s very strong.”

“Really anything?”

“Yes.”

Woojin, having placed his order, looked around the bar and said,

“The music is good, but the design isn’t great.”

“Here you go.”

The bartender offered him a shot glass and smiled widely.

“You’re handsome, big brother?”

Woojin smiled and said,

“I don’t think I’m your ‘big brother.'”

“Any male customer is a ‘big brother,’ I guess.”

Woojin grinned at her words and downed the vodka in one gulp.

“Ahhh….”

“Did I give her something too strong?”

“No, good Candle. Oh, sister. If you think your boyfriend is cheating, your guess is probably right.”

She brought her hand to her mouth as if surprised.

“How did you…”

She mumbled, genuinely surprised.

Because someone she just met had spoken as if reading her thoughts.

“Your actions told me everything.”

At that moment, Kim Daehan, who was sitting next to him, brought his cell phone to his ear as if making a call.

Woojin naturally took out his cell phone from his jacket and placed it on the table.

-Buzz, buzz.

Kim Daehan, who was looking at the vibrating cell phone on the table, turned his gaze to Woojin.

“Mr. Shin… Woojin?”

“Yes. Nice to meet you, Boss Kim Daehan.”

Kim Daehan’s gaze scrutinized Woojin.

Because he was much younger than he expected.

“I’ll pour you a drink.”

Woojin picked up the whiskey bottle and filled his glass.

“I’ll be direct. You’ll know well after listening to the recording I sent. Madam Lee Jeongmi cannot help Boss Kim Daehan. That prosecutor doesn’t back down. He’s staked everything on this case.”

“So what’s the way for me to survive?”

“Lee Hyerim.”

“Hyerim?”

“Yes. That Hyerim, Prosecutor Kim Cheolung is very close with Hyerim. If you transfer the shares you hold, Boss Kim Daehan, it will end with a suspended sentence. Including others’ shares, 7%.”

Kim Daehan suddenly felt as if he had been hit in the back of the head with a hammer.

And he instinctively mumbled.

“All of this was planned by Lee Hyerim…”

Woojin slowly nodded.

“It’s a dirty mess. And Chairman Kim Daehan is caught in that tangled net.”

As Woojin confirmed it, Chairman Kim Daehan’s eyes trembled as if there was an earthquake.

“Oh, don’t misunderstand. If Chairman Kim Daehan had run the company healthily, none of this would have happened in the first place.”

Chairman Kim Daehan was speechless.

It was like a shrimp’s back breaking in the invisible fight of the owner’s family.

Even if he knew this, there was no way out.

“Chairman Kim Daehan, there’s no time. Prosecutor Kim Cheolung might come with an arrest warrant tomorrow. Hyerim isn’t that bad of a kid. She’ll take care of you.”

Woojin immediately called Lee Hyerim.

Then he handed the cell phone to Kim Daehan.

As Kim Daehan brought the cell phone to his ear,

Lee Hyerim’s voice was heard.

-Have you made your decision?

Kim Daehan, who had a dazed expression, chuckled.

Then he chugged the whiskey straight from the bottle.

“Hiccup, hiccup, damn it… I’ve been properly screwed.”

Then he wiped his mouth and spoke into the cell phone.

“You’ll keep your promise. I’ll go abroad with my family.”

-You’ve managed Shinhwa Electric well all this time. I’ll take care of your director’s fees.

***

The next day.

Prosecutor Kim Cheolung was looking for the District Chief Prosecutor’s office.

He adjusted his clothes at the door and went straight inside.

“Good morning.”

Despite Kim Cheolung’s greeting, Chief Prosecutor Go didn’t take his eyes off the documents.

No.

“You…”

Kim Cheolung interrupted the District Chief Prosecutor.

“I’m sorry! I was wrong! I’ll hand the case over to Prosecutor Yang!”

Only then did the District Chief Prosecutor raise his head.

“What are you doing?”

“It seems I lost my mind for a moment.”

Kim Cheolung bowed his head again.

“I apologize.”

The District Chief Prosecutor, who had been silently watching Kim Cheolung, let out a chuckle.

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Let’s not.”

“Yes! I apologize for causing you concern!”

“I’m not deaf. I get it, you can leave.”

“Yes! Then, please take care.”

As Kim Cheolung left, the District Chief Prosecutor leaned back deeply in his chair and muttered.

“He’s lost his mind. He’s lost his mind.”

The District Chief Prosecutor’s expression, as he muttered, looked very pleased, contrary to his words.

And he made a call somewhere.

It was Lee Jeongmi.

Her sharp voice was immediately heard.

“It’s me. It will be resolved well with a suspended sentence. Hahaha.”

-Ha… I’m sure it will.

The call ended like that.

The District Chief Prosecutor, who had been staring blankly at his cellphone, ran a hand through his hair.

“Should I just catch them all and throw them in jail?”

At that moment.

Woojin was entering his old house, the house where Kim Manpal was imprisoned.

Woojin heard the bed shaking in the room and headed inside.

Tied to the bed, shirtless, Kim Manpal looked at the ceiling and spoke in a low voice.

“Just kill me.”

Woojin shook his head lightly.

“I told you. I’d draw the same scars on your body as those carved into mine.”

Woojin hummed a tune and held something the size of a finger joint in his hand.

“Alright, shall we begin today?”

And he drew it across Kim Manpal’s bare skin.

What Woojin held in his hand was a red water-based marker.

“What the hell are you doing! You crazy bastard!”