The Mad Prosecutor Picked Up AI - Chapter 137



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Episode 137: Putting a Bell on a Cat’s Neck

“A leash?”

Gong Si-hyung answered Vice Minister Nam Woo-joong’s question.

“Isn’t that sword a complete mad dog?”

“Even if you’re crazy, it’s not ordinary crazy.”

“If a mad dog appears, of course you should put a leash on it and catch it and lock it up. But there’s no need for the deputy manager to step in and do that, right?”

“hmm.”

“Leave it to Manager Han to catch the dog while it rolls around on the ground, and put a leash on it while it gets scratched here and there.”

This is Manager Han Jae-sik.

Although he was a man with no work to do and was frustrating, it didn’t matter since he wasn’t under my direct control anyway. He was a coward and not a person fit for big tasks, so I didn’t even think about taking him down.

I thought that even if I didn’t keep them close to me as my own, I wouldn’t go so far as to kick them out. Then I got hit in the back of the head. It was Han Jae-sik who indicted Chief Kim Jong-hyeok and Jeong Min-gu.

Entrusting a sword to Han Jae-sik? Is that possible?

Nam Woo-joong, the vice-president, stroked his thick chin with his fingers.

Still, he is a guy who has risen to the position of chief while eating the prosecutor’s food. I don’t know about anything else, but wouldn’t he be able to discipline his subordinates?

“Yeah. I guess there’s no need for me to come forward.”

“You are right. Manager Han is already desperate to look good to the vice president, so if you give him just a little bit of attention, he will rush at you with all his heart.”

Vice President Nam Woo-joong nodded.

“Call Han Jae-sik.”

“yes.”

Gong Si-hyung went out of the room for a moment to make a phone call. After calling Manager Han Jae-sik, Gong Si-hyung came back into the room.

“He was just around the corner. He’ll be here soon.”

“The two of you made it.”

“Oh, no, sir. It wasn’t planned, it was just a coincidence… … .”

When Gong Si-hyung was visibly embarrassed, Nam Woo-joong, the deputy manager, snorted and held out his glass.

“Okay. I’m sure he was begging you to give him a seat. He’s been sending me things here and there. Fill up your glass.”

“yes.”

Nam Woo-joong, the deputy chief, looked at Gong Si-hyung with a displeased look and emptied his glass in one gulp. He was annoyed that he hadn’t thought he’d be caught doing something like this, and he didn’t like the fact that he was immediately flustered and embarrassed when he was caught.

Instead, he is filling in for the position left by Director Kim Jong-hyeok, but there are more than one or two frustrating things.

About ten minutes passed like that. There was a knock and the door opened with a creak.

“Hello, Manager!”

Deputy Manager Nam Woo-joong gestured to Manager Han Jae-sik, who was bowing while folding his body in half.

“Close the door and come in. Don’t be like a gangster in there.”

“Yes, sir!”

Manager Han Jae-sik, who closed the door and quickly came inside, sat down and bowed his head.

“Thank you for inviting me today!”

When Vice President Nam Woo-joong remained silent, Manager Han Jae-sik continued speaking.

“I sincerely apologize for what happened last time. It will never happen again.”

“I’m really in trouble because of that manager. Do you know what it feels like to have your hands and feet tied?”

“I’m sorry, sir.”

“Oh, right. I made a reservation here because Director Gong asked me to. But I don’t know if I can face Director Han like this. I feel like I’m going to vomit after eating.”

Manager Han Jae-sik was startled and pleaded again.

“Chief, I’ve told you this many times, but this is true. I really just threw away the indictment. I was just going to pretend to indict and then end it. With that kind of indictment, you won’t be able to beat the sentence, and if you do that, the judge will get blamed instead of the prosecutor.”

As Nam Woo-joong emptied his glass, Han Jae-sik quickly picked up the bottle and filled his glass.

“Stop sending me presents. Red ginseng, Korean beef. I’m not a runny nose waiting for Santa.”

“Nothing else was meant. It was just an expression of my feelings for you, sir.”

“Really? You mean there’s no other meaning?”

“… … .”

“I mean, I like people who know exactly what they want. Having a desire means having the will to work for it and the willingness to put in the effort.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Manager Han Jae-sik opened his mouth.

“I want to go back to the detective department!”

“… … .”

“I want to go back to the criminal department and live like before. I want to have some decent prosecutors under me, and I want to see the scenery from up high. I want to get away from that corner warehouse where there’s nothing but car exhaust fumes!”

Nam Woo-joong, the deputy manager, picked up the glass that Han Jae-sik had poured for him and spun it around in his hand.

“Does that mean you’re willing to take on the burden of a manager?”

“Of course! Of course!”

“Can I trust Manager Han again? I won’t get stabbed in the back of the head again if I trust him.”

“That would never happen, sir. As I said before, it’s all because of that sword guy. Who would have thought he could be so wild?”

“You’re my subordinate, but can’t you handle even one person?”

“that…….”

Deputy Manager Nam Woo-joong, who had just poured a glass of alcohol into his mouth, put it down and spoke with a serious expression.

“If you want to go back to the detective department, put your sword away.”

“Me?”

“Why can’t I do it?”

“No, that’s not it. Why don’t you just send them to the province?”

Nam Woo-joong, the vice-chairman, was bitter. If he hadn’t made a promise with Director Jang Gi-tae, he would have been sent away right away. He has to save face. He can’t just give up and surrender. He needs an excuse to kick him out.

I didn’t think anything could happen after only having him for two years. It hadn’t even been a year since Dogeom came to Seoul, but he was already in a state of extreme pain.

But it is impossible to tell this story in detail.

Deputy Manager Nam Woo-joong said to Manager Han Jae-sik.

“Chief Han, put a leash on Dogum.”

“A leash?”

“To prevent that guy from running wild, have Manager Han try to suppress him.”

“ah.”

“I sent you to the Ministry of Justice to be crushed, but how is it that an article is being published in the newspaper after a month? Are you some kind of celebrity?”

Manager Han Jae-sik nodded again.

“That’s ridiculous. To stand out like a loach in an organization called the Prosecutor’s Office.”

“If you just put that guy to sleep, I’ll call him back to the detective department.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll do whatever it takes to put that guy on a leash!”

Deputy Manager Nam Woo-joong, who was watching the scene, held out a glass of alcohol to Manager Han Jae-sik.

“Okay, take this.”

“yes!”

Chief Han Jae-sik respectfully held the rising glass with both hands and vowed that he would put a leash on that bastard Hyun-to-rai by any means necessary.

* * *

Saturday evening. It was only 7 o’clock, but the days were getting shorter and it was already getting dark. In the chilly weather, Baek Joo-young hurried her steps, buttoning up the front of her jacket.

The place she entered was a shabby multi-family housing building on the corner of the street. Passing through the cramped parking lot and approaching the wall, Baek Ju-young took out a can from the bag she was holding.

“Kids, Mommy’s here. Kids, let’s eat.”

As she opened the can lid with her usual skill, she stopped in her tracks at the feeling of something unfamiliar. There was not a single cat that would normally gather here in sight.

Even if they were somewhere else, if she rustled a bag or opened a can, people would gather around when they heard the sound. Now, it was quiet everywhere.

Baek Joo-young, who had put the can with the lid off on the floor, looked around. What caught her eye were the dark red marks on the floor and walls.

“omg.”

The sight that was reflected in the dim evening sunlight was clearly a bloodstain. Feeling her heart beating faster than before, Baek Joo-young looked around carefully again.

But nowhere was there a cat lying bleeding.

Did he get into a fight with the neighborhood dog? Did he get hurt and hide somewhere?

As she looked around, her eyes caught sight of a large trash can. It was a public trash can used in the multi-family housing building where she lived.

She slowly walked towards a large trash can that was as high as her chest. Fortunately, it was filled only with trash bags that people had put out.

Letting out a sigh of relief, this time she saw a recycling bin located at the back of the building’s parking lot. Baek Joo-young walked over to it, doubting if it was even there.

“Eww!”

My heart sank. A dead cat was lying on top of discarded water jugs and plastic bottles. It was a yellow spotted cat that used to act arrogantly from a distance whenever I fed it, but only recently opened its heart and approached me.

His legs were bent at odd angles, as if they were broken, and blood was leaking from his stomach.

The head was covered in blood, as if something had happened to it, and its once pretty appearance was unrecognizable. The hairs were matted and covered in blood, and the slightly open mouth was also stained red with blood.

It’s that guy’s doing it. He’s the guy next door who always nags me and gets annoyed when I feed the cat.

There was no evidence. But the sight of the cat lying there brutally beaten easily drowned out the voice of reason that the man might not be the culprit.

Baek Joo-young ran up the third floor like crazy. She stood in front of room 302 and knocked on the door.

“Hey! Come out! You’re home, right? You killed it, right? You killed that poor cat, right? Come out!”

She lost her senses with grief and anger and began banging on the door, eventually kicking it open.

“Hey, what is it? What is it?”

Finally, the door to room 302 opened.

* * *

While waiting for the case to be assigned this week, Manager Han Jae-sik sat down and sat quietly lost in thought.

What he had to do was clear. Put a leash on Hyun-Torae. Keep Hyun-Torae still so he couldn’t run wild.

If I do that, I can go back to the criminal department! I can lie flat on my back like before and continue my long and thin life as a prosecutor! I can enjoy the wide open view from up there!

The problem was that Hyun-Torae kept popping up and catching people’s eyes.

Do you think it’s that easy for a public prosecutor to be in the newspaper? To be in the newspaper, a prosecutor has to be at least the Prosecutor General, or at least have done something serious. This guy somehow became famous for his ability to investigate cases.

Even if Gunnae-myeon is a small area with very few cases, isn’t it unfair to do this in Seoul? Even when I was a trial prosecutor who had to stay in the court, and even in the mini petite shorts department where I only received small cases.

‘Even if you solve a case of an acorn theft or a dead tree, you’re a prosecutor who gets featured in the newspaper.’

Not only that. This time, he was also selected as a ‘prosecutor with excellent practices’ by the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office. Every month, and sometimes quarterly, the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office selects and announces ‘prosecutors with excellent practices’. He is mainly selected when he solves particularly meaningful or difficult cases.

The reason the sword was pulled out this time was because by digging into the ‘dead street tree incident’ that could have been overlooked, the whole story of the stalking incident was revealed and greater damage was prevented.

In fact, there are no benefits to being selected as a best practice prosecutor, and the public doesn’t know about it. It doesn’t make it into the news, so even people who aren’t prosecutors know about it.

But it’s different inside the prosecution. Since it’s something announced by the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office, everyone will be interested in it, and as the name of the sword is talked about inside the prosecution, its reputation will grow accordingly.

Chief Han Jae-sik sighed and closed his eyes. How can we put a leash on a loach that is running wild inside and outside the prosecution?

Put a leash around Hyun-Torae’s neck.

This was almost like putting a bell around a cat’s neck. However, he had already made a firm promise to Vice Minister Nam Woo-joong, and since it was something that would determine his future as a prosecutor, he had to make it happen.

“That’s not it, I said.”

Manager Han Jae-sik opened his eyes wide at the sudden sound. He didn’t know why, but Do Hyeon-gwang was doing squats in the office, and Wi Jun-woo was giving him advice next to him.

“Sir, if you do that, your knees will go all the way out. You need to push your butt back further.”

“Like this?”

“No, a little more.”

“Huh? Huh?”

Do Hyun-kwang, who was pushing his butt back, ended up crashing to the floor with a thud.

“Chief! Are you doing this on purpose?”

“No. No, you can’t fall like this? Is this not possible? Do you have no strength in your legs? Do you have no core?”

Upon hearing that, Do Hyeon-gwang quickly got up and attacked Wi Jun-woo, but Wi Jun-woo escaped between the desks faster than he could.

Looking at the scene, Chief Han Jae-sik clicked his tongue inwardly. It was hard to tell if this was a prosecutor’s office or a high school classroom.

‘Yeah. That’s the only way to put a leash around that guy’s neck.’

They give you a trivial case. A very small case that would never make it into the newspaper even if you died and came back to life, a very petty case that would never be selected as a best practice by the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office even if the sky splits in two. Just give them something like that.

“Wait! Tap! Tap! This is foul play!”

Finally, Do Hyun-kwang caught Wi Jun-woo, but instead, Wi Jun-woo held his head in a headlock and he struggled. Looking at that, Manager Han Jae-sik smiled faintly.

‘Wait. I’ll put the leash on you!’