Chapter 44 – Invincible Intern – Part 4

Chapter 44 – Invincible Intern – Part 4

-Woojin, what do you mean…

Woojin approached the window, cutting him off.

“I understand that those who leak personal information are subject to imprisonment for up to 5 years or a fine of up to 50 million won. Is the leaker an acquaintance? In your case, Profiler Han Johoon, because you obtained personal information, you would be subject to imprisonment for up to 3 years or a fine of up to 30 million won.”

Han Johoon hesitated.

Because things that lawyers would know were flowing out of him.

-Woojin, don’t think of it that way, I hope you think of it as a good direction. Woojin, you’re a smart person, aren’t you?

Han Johoon, like a profiler, framed Woojin as a ‘smart’ person, whether consciously or unconsciously.

“Convince me. Why should I talk to Profiler Han Johoon?”

After a moment of silence, Han Johoon’s voice began to speak.

“I’m going to be on Room Song…”

Woojin nodded.

He had convinced himself sufficiently. Woojin opened his mouth as if there was nothing more to hear.

“I’m coming down.”

Han Johoon’s voice trembled slightly.

It was difficult to tell if there was anyone inside because the engine was off and the car windows were darkly tinted.

“Are you outside?”

“No. I’m home. I’ll be right down.”

After finishing the call, Woojin said he was going to the convenience store and went out the front door.

And then.

‘Come out.’

Woojin’s vision seemed to darken for a moment, then quickly brightened.

Unconscious had emerged.

Woojin chuckled.

“Hmm… it feels like you’re always dumping things on me whenever something unpleasant or bothersome comes up.”

He ran a hand through his hair as he left the villa.

“The breeze is nice. The smell is good too.”

Woojin smiled and walked straight to Han Johoon’s car. As Han Johoon got out of the car, Woojin said,

“Let’s not stand around and talk until our legs hurt.”

Han Johoon was flustered by Woojin’s tone, but he quickly changed to a warm expression.

“Oh, should we?”

Woojin plopped down in the passenger seat, and Han Johoon maintained a pleasant smile.

“Speak comfortably.”

“Shall I? Woojin, you must be tired, thank you. Think of it as earning some pocket money. Yes. Think of it as a part-time job…”

As his flattering story continued, Woojin picked his ear and blew on his pinky finger.

Then he said,

“Mister.”

“Huh?”

“How well do you read people? A profiler should be good at reading people. Like their psychology?”

“What are you suddenly talking about? Oh… so you’re interested in that kind of thing?”

Han Johoon’s lips curled up slightly.

He was just a kid after all.

Judging by him asking about interests at that age.

At 20, he would be at an age where he’s very interested in the opposite sex.

At that moment, Woojin, who had been staring at the entire room, turned his head to look at Han Johoon.

“How do I look to you?”

“Hm? You’re handsome. And kind, and smart too.”

At his good-natured smile, Woojin also showed his white teeth and laughed.

“Handsome, acknowledged. Smart, acknowledged. But kind?”

Woojin’s somewhat provocative tone made Han Johoon’s eyebrow twitch, but he forced a smile back.

“Well, that’s how I see it.”

“This mister is really bad at reading people.”

Woojin’s gaze shifted to Han Johoon’s family photo and continued.

His wife and two children were smiling brightly.

Conversely, the glass had many scratches.

“Your wife, son, and daughter look happy. But what can you do?”

Woojin’s gaze now went to his neck.

There were faint scratches on both sides, which were not from an animal like a dog or cat.

Nor were they self-inflicted.

Someone had strangled him with both hands, leaving marks from their fingernails.

Woojin, who had scanned his entire body in an instant, continued speaking.

“Dad, who enjoys sashimi every day, is a pervert. Does your wife know about this? Mister, let me give you some advice. Don’t satisfy your perverted sexual desires by messing with someone who has nothing to lose. And another thing, don’t try to use someone like me. Because then something really bad will happen. To summarize, don’t bother me. Don’t even show interest in me, and don’t call my name with your dirty tongue mixed with other people’s saliva.”

Han Johoon, with wide eyes, murmured.

“What in the world are you saying…”

Woojin pointed a finger at his head.

“I’m telling you not to think of me with that filthy brain. Before I knock down the tower you painstakingly built, like a sandcastle.”

“Get, get out!”

Woojin smirked.

“When a crisis strikes, you shouldn’t get agitated; you should stay calm. That’s how your mind works properly. Let me summarize it again. Don’t even think about associating me with that stupid head you carry around like an ornament. Otherwise, I’ll not only ruin your family but also bury you socially. Okay?”

“Get out!”

Han Johoon’s hands, as he shouted, were trembling.

“You should fix your habit of biting your nails when you’re nervous, you’re a grown adult, for goodness sake.”

Woojin didn’t forget to smile once more before getting out of the car.

And he lightly tapped the car.

Bang! Bang!

“Go!”

Vroom!

Han Johoon drove off as if accelerating suddenly.

“He’ll probably get into an accident like that, which would be even better.”

Once the car completely disappeared from sight, Woojin looked up at the sky.

In the sky, dotted with stars, the moon, half-hidden by clouds, softly revealed its face.

“Nice.”

Woojin, who had been admiring the night sky, quickly blurted out.

“Hey, wait! Just a little more…”

Woojin’s vision flickered and brightened as if a fluorescent light had turned on.

His eyes had also returned to their gentle expression.

Meanwhile.

Han Johoon, who was driving the car, was biting his nails.

“Damn it… How does he know?”

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t think of a way the guy could know.

Could it be that Detective Kim or Detective Choi knew?

And they subtly told him?

Han Johoon shook his head.

That couldn’t be.

It was in the middle of the night, a secret matter that had taken place in the car.

Han Johoon tried his best to calm his mind.

He had to consider all possibilities and narrow them down.

‘What if she and he are acquaintances?’

Now that he thought about it, their ages were the same.

Han Johoon made a call to somewhere.

“Why isn’t she answering the phone, damn it…”

No matter how many times he called, there was no answer.

Han Johoon immediately drafted a message.

[Call me as soon as you see this…]

BANG!

A car crashed into the side of Han Johoon’s car.

It was an accident that happened in an instant.

The car screeched to a halt, leaving skid marks.

As white smoke billowed like a ghost from the hood, Han Johoon limped out of the car.

Then, the person whose car had been T-boned yelled furiously.

“You son of a bitch! Do you have a death wish?! What kind of state are you in to be driving?! Didn’t you see the light?!”

As if he didn’t hear the man approaching, Han Johoon slammed his two fists onto the hood with a thud!

“Fuck!”

***

The next morning.

Manager Lee was reading an article.

[Last night, the 27th, Mr. H, who works as a Profiler, caused a car collision due to running a red light and speeding. In the process of trying to cover up the traffic incident, Mr. H was caught by an anonymous tipster…]

“Manager.”

At Im Siwon’s voice, Manager Lee looked away from his PC.

“Oh, what is it?”

Im Siwon spoke in a whisper.

“I heard rumors that the Audit Team might be making a move?”

Manager Lee had a relieved expression, like someone who’d had a painful tooth extracted.

“Of course they should.”

“I can already imagine how Deputy Manager Park’s face will change without even seeing it.”

“His ugly face will get even uglier. Hahahaha! Ah, what’s our clever intern doing?”

He was talking about the lovely intern who helped him give Deputy Manager Park a big surprise.

“I’m categorizing receipts.”

Manager Lee approached Woojin with an energy drink.

“Why are you working so hard? Here, drink this, it’s nice and cold.”

Manager Lee handed the drink, which he had opened himself, to Woojin, who had stood up.

“Thank you.”

“Wow… maybe it’s because he’s handsome, but even drinking a soda looks like a commercial. Don’t you think, Assistant Manager Im?”

“Even without that, I can feel the female employees glancing over. It’s truly a righteous path.”

At that moment, the phone on Woojin’s desk rang.

“Should I answer it?”

“No.”

Assistant Manager Im answered the phone.

“Yes. This is Im Siwon, Assistant Manager of the Management Support Team.”

A woman’s voice immediately came through.

-Huh? Why is Assistant Manager Im…?

“Yes?”

-No, it’s nothing. What should I do? The telephone is broken again.

“Again?”

-You know our Deputy Manager’s personality well, don’t you?

“Yes, I know it well. I’ll send him up.”

-Thank you.

After finishing the call, Assistant Manager Im said to Woojin.

“That was a call for you, Woojin. Take the telephone to Sales Team 4 and connect it. You know how to connect it, right?”

“Yes, I’ll be right back.”

Woojin went straight to the Supply Room, picked up a telephone, and arrived at Sales Team 4.

At that moment, a female employee stood up and approached Woojin.

“You’re here? This way.”

Woojin went to the Deputy Manager’s desk and began to replace the telephone.

It was shattered, as if it had been slammed with the handset.

The female employee stared intently at him.

“How’s your intern life?”

He asked that, but it must have been hell.

“Alright.”

“It looks tough. I also had a hard time during my internship. If you have any difficulties, ask me secretly. It feels like it’s not someone else’s problem, so I want to help.”

Woojin, who had finished installing the telephone, straightened his back and said.

“Thank you.”

As Woojin, who had bowed slightly, was about to leave the partition,

“Woojin.”

He turned his head at Munjin-ajusshi’s voice.

“Wow… you really did get in.”

“Hello. Deputy Manager Oh.”

Woojin’s Dad’s Friend, Deputy Manager Oh Munjin, approached with a smile.

“I’m just seeing you now after returning from a business trip. You went to the Management Support Team?”

“Yes.”

“The suit looks good on you. Your Dad bragged so much. Hahaha!”

“Deputy Manager Oh, do you know him?”

Oh Munjin said without hiding it.

Woojin had more than enough qualifications to be selected as an intern.

“Oh, my friend’s son, he’s so smart, a perfect CSAT score, solves math problems in just a few moments…”

As praises for Woojin poured from his mouth, attention began to gather.

A colleague who was listening to Oh Munjin’s story frowned and said.

“You assigned such a talented person to the Management Support Team? You should have put him in our team. How are the Human Resources Department people doing their job?”

The Assistant Manager next to him also glanced at his team’s intern and said.

“We’re already dying from being short-handed. It’s too much.”

“Woojin, if you have any difficulties while working, tell this old man, no, tell me. Understood?”

“Thank you. I’ll get going now.”

“Alright, alright, good work. Oh, Woojin, if you’re free later, let’s have lunch together.”

“Yes. Understood.”

*

As Woojin was categorizing receipts at his desk, someone burst into the Management Support Team, shouting.

It was Deputy Manager Park Chan-wook from PR and Marketing.

“Shin Woojin, who is Shin Woojin!”

Woojin stood up from his seat.

“That’s me, Deputy Manager. Hello.”