The Mad Prosecutor Picked Up AI - Chapter 32
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Episode 32: I scratched the card!
Inspector Kang Hong-sik, who was standing behind me, also stepped forward and spoke.
“Oh, come out cheap. Why did it take so long to get it?”
“yes yes?”
His neatly combed hair had long since become disheveled. His face and hands were stained with soot, and his clothes were covered in dust.
‘What’s that on your shoulder? Is it a spider web?’
While I was clicking my tongue, Senior Inspector Kang Hong-sik spoke from the side.
“It must have been hard for him to come out, but he also has to think about the people who are being chased. He couldn’t even turn on the lights or start the car because he was afraid of being caught, so he hid. His legs were like cramps.”
“You were waiting for us?”
“All of you here will be arrested on the spot on charges of violating the gambling and habitual gambling laws.”
Outside, people who had been wandering around until then were being arrested by police and detectives, including those whose faces had been shown on TV.
“You must have had a hard time coming out of the narrow and dark secret passage. Now, let’s go to the spacious and bright police station holding cell.”
“You have the right to an attorney, to file a motion for summary judgment, and… .”
“No, that… … .”
“Mom. What should I do?”
As we watched people being arrested, Lieutenant Kang Hong-sik and I were the first to emerge from the building and approached Rachel, who had been leading them.
“Yes, you will also be charged with violating the Game Industry Promotion Act. You can appoint a lawyer, and you can refuse to make statements that are unfavorable to you.”
Rachel looked around in a daze as people were being dragged away by the police.
“This… this can’t be happening. You were waiting here? You knew… that we would come out?”
“It’s not that I didn’t know, but that inspector knows. Oh, and give me your handcuffs too. I’ll have to handcuff you.”
“Inspector… … That person? How? I can’t figure this out? Who told you? Could it be Director Kim?”
He still seemed incredibly shocked that the secret passage had been discovered. He knew it because someone had told him, and his face was filled with confidence that he would never have been discovered otherwise.
‘I’m sorry, but I think I need to break that confidence a little.’
[That’s right. I knew this aliotte after just looking at it.]
“Who would tell you something like this? You can tell just by looking at it.”
“This is ridiculous. I worked so hard to create this secret passage, and no one could figure it out! This was such a perfect plan!”
Rachel, whose eyes were bloodshot red, seemed more shocked by the discovery of her secret passage than by the fact that she had been caught by the police.
“If foreign cars and luxury cars come and go every day in this small village, what more can we do than to say, ‘There’s something suspicious here.’”
“You only noticed because of the car?”
“What kind of country billiard hall is reservation-only? The building next door is the same. A popular singer hangs out in a real estate that doesn’t seem to have any intention of doing business. It would be even stranger if you didn’t notice this.”
“No. No one noticed except you! No one knew!”
“That’s because everyone’s eyes are swollen.”
Rachel bit her lower lip and trembled.
At that moment, Police Inspector Kang Hong-sik approached her and held out his hand.
“What should I do? Should I pass the torch to Naheunti, or should I take the lead?”
“yes?”
Rachel looked at Inspector Kang Hong-sik with a face like, “What is this?”
“Oh, the key, the key. Didn’t it come from the real estate office? Should I just give you the key, or should I lead you there? There’s a search and seizure warrant there.”
“ah.”
A breath escaped Rachel’s mouth. I smiled at the sight.
“The billiard hall is actually a sham, and the real estate office is the real office. The important documents and evidence are probably all in the real estate office. Actually, you’re using your brain. While the police raid the billiard hall, the VIPs are taken out through a secret passage, and the evidence is safely left in the real estate office.”
Rachel’s eyes grew wider. She thought they had been caught because they had discovered the secret passage, but she didn’t think about the ledgers and evidence hidden in the real estate office.
That’s too bad. The misfortune of those people is that someone as smart as me was the prosecutor at Gunnae-myeon.
[And there’s even aliotte!]
Okay, let’s say that’s true.
“Would you like to watch? Would you like to step over the bar and take the lead?”
At Police Officer Kang Hong-sik’s words, Rachel’s legs seemed to lose their strength and she collapsed on the spot.
* * *
< A group that had been operating an illegal gambling house in Gunnae-myeon, a small rural town, has been caught. It is expected to have a big impact as it has been revealed that a retired baseball player, a popular singer, and even a current city council member are involved.
As you can see, they disguised the outside as a billiard hall, and inside they enjoyed gambling with stakes of millions of won.
In particular, it was revealed that a separate VIP room was operated where bets were at least 10 million won, and that its regular customers included retired baseball players, popular singers, and other celebrities, as well as current city council members.
It's just a normal-looking cabinet, but when you open the door, you'll see a hole in the back.
It was revealed that they had been meticulously preparing, including creating a secret passage leading to the next building to safely escape the VIP.
Meanwhile, the Gunnae-myeon branch prosecutors' office, which took the lead in cracking down on this gambling den, strongly expressed its intention to root out illegal gambling facilities through a thorough investigation.
"hello."
“Oh, right. Sword. Come on. I was watching the news anyway.”
Chief Jang Gi-tae greeted me by turning off the TV screen he was watching. It had been almost a month since I visited the chief’s office again as a member of the criminal division?
For a month, I was in charge of the gambling house case, questioning suspects, diligently writing the indictment, and perfectly passing the case to the trial prosecutor.
If it were an ordinary person, especially a rookie prosecutor like me, I would have struggled alone. But because I had a strong Aliota, the case progressed smoothly.
Wi Jun-woo is also quite capable in this area, so he was able to handle the questioning of so many suspects and witnesses smoothly.
The best among them was Kyung-eun, my first love(?) whom I met again.
“Hey, don’t you know me? Didn’t we meet in front of here the day before yesterday? I’m Kyung-eun, your first love Kyung-eun. Don’t you recognize me? Are you taking revenge on me for not accepting your love?”
It was a bit difficult because he kept appealing to me, thinking that I might use my personal feelings to his advantage.
I'm sorry, Kyung-eun.
I'm not interested in married women.
Anyway, in recognition of my contribution in rooting out illegal private gambling dens, I returned from the Public Service Office to the Criminal Division.
It's a bit absurd that I didn't achieve anything and went up, but rather returned to where I started. Isn't that how life is?
“Sword, go home early. Can the youngest come home last?”
Although Na Kang-jin was still teasing me, Manager Jang Gi-tae kept praising me for some reason.
“It’s okay. The stars usually show up last. He’s the star prosecutor of our military police station.”
“Don’t you think it’s too much to call someone a star prosecutor just because they solved one case?”
“Hey, what are you talking about? Where else in our military has there been a prosecutor who has achieved such great results in such a short period of time? If this swordsman isn’t a star prosecutor, then who else is? Right?”
Chief Jang Gi-tae made Na Kang-jin shut his mouth by snapping at him.
“Come on, come on. Let’s all give a round of applause. For our star prosecutor who caught serial killers and shut down illegal gambling dens, Dogeom. Come on, applause!”
Senior Kim Hyun-chul clapped his hands while laughing as if he found it ridiculous, but Na Kang-jin glared at me with murderous eyes and clapped his hands fiercely. It was as if he was going to trap me between his palms like a mosquito and beat me to death.
"Thank you."
“I’d like to give you a washcloth, but let’s do that when it’s all over and I throw the bomb.”
“Throw a bomb?”
“There’s only one left, one time.”
“What’s left?”
“No. There is something like that. I’ll tell you later, later.”
Chief Jang Gi-tae looked at me with a big smile on his face. Even Senior Kim Hyeon-cheol nodded while looking at me with a face that seemed to know something.
'What do you mean there's only one left? What's wrong with those two?'
“It’s not just us who are so fond of it. Last time I saw it, the detectives were also going crazy thanking Dogum. How on earth did you get the detectives’ hearts?”
“Oh, that’s it. It’s nothing.”
I shrugged.
Here's how it happened.
* * *
The police station was a complete mess, a total mess. It was full of gamblers caught in the gambling house and gangs who had been operating illegally.
“Okay, tell me your name, age, and occupation.”
“Detective, can you just let me off the hook just this once? If my family finds out, it’ll be a disaster.”
“I didn’t do anything. I just watched from the sidelines.”
“Please call a lawyer. I don’t want to say a word until the lawyer comes.”
“Oh my, detective. I don’t know anything. Sob, sob. Today is my first time here. Sob, sob.”
The detective handed the crying woman a tissue, then looked up at the ceiling and sighed deeply.
'Is this a flea market or a police station?'
The detective sitting next to him also smiled self-deprecatingly when he saw that sight.
“I forgot to go home today either.”
“That's right.”
"huh?"
"why?"
“Don’t you smell something delicious?”
“A savory smell?”
“Is this definitely chicken smelling?”
It was then that a tall man in a suit came into the police station entrance, holding a handful of chicken.
“Detectives, thank you for your hard work. Have some chicken for a midnight snack!”
“Hey. It’s chicken.”
“I was already hungry.”
“Chicken is definitely the best snack for a late night meal.”
The detectives who had been jumping up from their seats at the mention of chicken tilted their heads.
“Isn’t that person Prosecutor Do Hyeon-gwang?”
“I see?”
“Why is the inspector shooting at our midnight snack?”
“I don’t know. Let’s eat first. Eat.”
Do Hyun-kwang put the chicken down on the empty conference room table.
“Eat as much as you want, because there’s more coming later. This is fried, and the next one is seasoned.”
"thank you for this food."
"Thank you."
“There is plenty of sheep, so call everyone and come and eat.”
The detectives who had been working at their desks began to gather in the conference room one by one. Some sat down to eat, while others left carrying boxes of chicken.
The smell of delicious chicken filled the police station. One of the detectives who had been tapping away at his computer stretched and stood up.
“Brother, let’s go together. There’s chicken in the conference room.”
“Okay, then go and eat.”
“Come with me. It looks like you’ll be working all night today. You should eat well.”
Detective Kang Hong-sik nodded with an uneasy expression.
“Okay. Eat a lot.”
“They said the inspector was shooting. What could it be? Are they trying to win our favor?”
“The inspector is trying to curry favor with you and call you a murderer?”
“Oh, that’s right! But, hyung. Doesn’t this fall under the Kim Young-ran Act?”
He looked around the police station.
“It must have cost a lot of money to feed all these people chicken.”
“I heard about Solchan.”
“So, the Kim Young-ran Act will apply?”
Detective Kang Hong-sik let out a deep sigh with a complicated expression. The detective tilted his head at the sight.
'At first you were like, "Oh, my," but then you became close with that prosecutor? Are you worried that you might get caught under the Kim Young-ran Act?'
At that moment, Police Inspector Kang Hong-sik opened his mouth with a face that looked like he was dying.
“Don’t worry. I shot it.”
"yes?"
“Oh, I shot it. F*ck. That rotten bastard paid for it, but I swiped the card!”
“Why are you yelling and doing that?”
“Why aren’t you screaming right now? How much is that? Oh my.”
Detective Kang Hong-sik clenched his fists.
– What does our inspector want? A folder greeting? A grand prize?
– I just need one.
– What is that?
– 'Thank you, Prosecutor Do Hyeon-gwang!' Just hear this.
– Are you saying that all I have to do is listen to you?
– If any gamblers come out of the noodle house building, shoot some chicken at the entire police station, in my name.
– The entire police station?
– What if the detective himself shoots at his colleagues and juniors? It won't be subject to the Kim Young-ran Act. But I'll show off to people that I'm the one shooting.
– uh…….
“If only I hadn’t bet on it when I got out.”
I could hear the police laughing behind me.
“I will eat well, Inspector!”
“Thank you, Prosecutor Do Hyeon-gwang!”
“Yes. Enjoy your meal and kill all the bad guys.”
“Of course!”
Tiring.
The phone rang with a text message. Police Inspector Kang Hong-sik opened the phone to check the card usage history and grabbed the back of the neck.
“Ugh… … .”
The sound of laughter could be heard in the ears of Inspector Kang Hong-sik, who was falling down foaming at the mouth.
“I will eat well, Inspector Do Hyeon-gwang!”
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* Kim Young-ran Act: The official name is the Act on the Prohibition of Improper Solicitation and Acceptance of Money, etc. It is commonly referred to as the Kim Young-ran Act after the name of the proposer. It prohibits public officials from accepting money or goods regardless of whether it is in exchange for their official duties.