The Mad Prosecutor Picked Up AI - Chapter 36
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If you don’t come out in episode 36, I’ll invade you.
I looked closely at Park Min-sik. When I saw him on CCTV, I thought he was in his 30s, but when I saw his sallow, dull face, he looked like he was in his 40s.
Both eyes were bloodshot, and his face and exposed left arm were covered in scabs as if he had a skin disease.
Park Min-sik raised his bandaged right hand and scratched his head. Oily, dirty hair fell onto the bed.
“The accident was minor, and it’s only been a few days since the accident, but the hospital stay is quite long? If it was that bad, even if you were hospitalized for a day or two, it’s past the time for you to be discharged now.”
“I’m the one who’s sick, so why are you diagnosing me? You’re not even a doctor.”
“I’m just checking to see if you’re a nylon patient.”
“What good can there be in having a nylon patient?”
“I don’t know. They might get more money from insurance. They might be hiding on purpose so they don’t get noticed.”
Park Min-sik was wetting his dry lips without answering, as if he was anxious.
“I don’t have insurance. Check it out.”
“It looked like you were running quickly from the alley towards the car. If you weren’t trying to hit me on purpose, may I ask why you did that?”
“I don’t remember well. I think I was startled by the sound of a mouse.”
Park Min-sik shrugged his shoulders and scratched his face with his left hand this time.
“Can I see your underwear?”
“yes?”
Park Min-sik looked at me with a face like, “What the hell are you talking about?”
[Hyun-kwang, how about rephrasing your question?]
‘Is that so?’
“Oh, sorry. That’s a misleading question. Not panties. I want to see some knitwear. Could you please lift up your top?”
“What are you trying to do now? Why are you looking at my underwear?”
“The emergency room doctor said that when you first came to the hospital, there was blood on your underwear.”
“ah…….”
It was a turning point for me, but I ended up getting a lot of nagging from Aliota.
[Oh, me. Would you still be wearing bloody underwear? You should have thrown it away or washed it a long time ago. Let’s think sensibly, sensibly!]
“I asked just in case. I don’t know how to do it.”
It was an unreasonable question, but Park Min-sik’s eyes shook slightly when he heard it.
[It may be that the pupils are shaking because it is an absurd statement. However, it is also possible that the pupils are moving anxiously to fabricate a lie.]
Aliotta said one thing.
“I had a nosebleed that morning when I was at home wearing only my underwear. I just rubbed it on my underwear. I didn’t want to bother changing clothes, so I just wore it and went out.”
Perhaps it was because he felt uneasy about just leaving it alone, but this time Wi Jun-woo asked a question.
“Did you happen to see anything near the alley at that time?”
“What are you looking at?”
“Like, there was someone suspicious, or someone was fighting.”
Do you think I’ll answer if you ask me in a roundabout way like that? You have to ask me directly. Like this.
“Or someone was committing murder.”
“Murder?”
Park Min-sik looked back and forth between us for a moment with a blank expression, then shook his head.
“No, I didn’t see anything. I was just startled by the sound of a rat, so I ran and hit the car.”
“then…….”
“Anyway, if you look at the hospital records, you’ll know that I was really hurt. If you’re done asking questions, I’ll go now.”
Park Min-sik answered curtly, then picked up the bag on the bed and slowly limped out of the hospital room.
Wi Jun-woo came up to me quietly.
“I don’t know if you’re a witness to a murder or not, but this is really dirty.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“So, what happens next?”
“I don’t think the traffic accident case is a case of self-harm extortion. I think we can drop that. The only problem is that he was hospitalized for a long time.”
“You’re a nylon patient? Is it because of the insurance?”
I shook my head.
“If he had insurance, the police would have found him. I don’t think it was because of the insurance. Maybe he hid in the hospital on purpose to avoid the police’s eyes in connection with the murder of the Oriental doctor. First, we need to collect the evidence that Park Min-sik left behind.”
“Evidence? What did you leave behind here?”
Wi Jun-woo looked around the bed, above and below, to see if there was anything Park Min-sik had left behind.
“It’s on the bed over there. Specifically, the spot where you were sitting a little while ago.”
“What’s this…? Could it be this?”
With a frown on his face, Wi Jun-woo pointed to the greasy hair that had fallen on the bed.
“Of course. Park Min-sik threw it away, saying he didn’t need it, but it’s a precious DNA treasure to us.”
“uh.”
“What are you doing? You have to pack it quickly.”
Wi Jun-woo took out a plastic bag for storing evidence from his pocket with a disgusted expression on his face and started putting the hairs in it.
“In order to solve cases, prosecutors sometimes have to do dirty work like this.”
“I’m not a prosecutor, I’m a prosecutor investigator.”
“Our prosecutors are working very hard.”
“… … .”
Wei Jun-woo snorted loudly, but without saying anything, he wrapped his hair in a plastic bag. While putting the bag in his pocket, Wei Jun-woo asked.
“What are you going to do about this?”
“I’ll request a DNA test. They said that DNA was found on the weapon used in the murder of the Oriental medicine doctor. I’ll see if it matches.”
“All right.”
“Oh, and please do a drug test too.”
“Drugs?”
‘Park Min-sik, are you a drug addict?’
[We’ll have to get an examination to be sure, but there were enough suspicious circumstances. The teeth weren’t very good, and there were also bloodshot eyes and skin conditions.]
I nodded and opened my mouth.
“The doctor said earlier that one of the causes of osteoporosis is drug addiction. Park Min-sik has weak bones at a young age, and his complexion is not good. He keeps scratching his itchy skin, and his eyes look anxious and nervous. These are all symptoms of suspected drug addiction.”
“aha.”
“If drug addiction is true, it could solve one big puzzle in the murder of the doctor of oriental medicine doctor.”
“What is that?”
“Motive for murder.”
Wi Jun-woo nodded with his eyes wide open.
“Then I guess I should request this quickly.”
“Yes. Let’s hurry. Oh, right. Do you know the number of Inspector Kang Hong-sik, who I worked with last time?”
“It’ll be on my phone. Why the number?”
“You never know when Park Min-sik might run away. I think it would be a good idea to keep an eye on him from afar to see where he’s staying and if he runs away. Until we find more solid evidence.”
As of now, it is unknown whether Park Min-sik is a witness to the murder of the doctor of Oriental medicine or the murderer. There is no evidence to support this.
But my gut tells me that that guy is definitely involved.
‘There’s no use regretting it after you’ve run away. You should keep an eye on them in advance.’
But Aliotta did not agree with me.
[Hyun-Gwang. Objectively, there is no evidence that Park Min-Sik is related to the murder of the doctor of oriental medicine. We also know almost nothing about the murder of the doctor of oriental medicine. As an AI AI specialized in law, Aliota, who investigates based on ‘evidence’ rather than ‘intuition’, I cannot agree to putting him under surveillance. That could be a violation of human rights… … ]
“Oh, I see.”
“yes?”
Wi Jun-woo, who was looking for Inspector Kang Hong-sik’s number on his phone, looked at me with a puzzled expression.
“We don’t know anything about the murder of the doctor.”
“Yes, that’s right. That’s my case, Prosecutor. All we know is what’s in the news.”
“You need to know about the murder of the Oriental doctor to be able to confirm whether Park Min-sik is somehow involved.”
“That’s… that’s right.”
Wi Jun-woo answered in a slightly weary voice. I nodded.
“If information is blocked, investigations cannot proceed properly. Everything must be opened.”
Wi Jun-woo sighed and spoke in resignation.
“That’s right. Then, should I pass on the information about Mr. Park Min-sik to you, Prosecutor Na?”
“Are you crazy? Why are you handing over what we found out?”
“No, you said that just now. If information is blocked, the investigation cannot proceed properly. Someone who knows about the murder of the doctor of Oriental medicine should also know about Park Min-sik.”
“That’s why. I just need to know everything about the murder of the doctor of oriental medicine.”
“Uh… … . That’s true, right?”
Wi Jun-woo slowly nodded, and soon after, Aliota also agreed.
[That makes sense. Whoever it is, knowing information about both cases would be helpful in the investigation.]
Of course I’m right.
“I just need to find out information about the murder of the doctor of Oriental medicine.”
“Huh. How do I figure that out? I’m not the type of person to show off easily, Mr. Inspector.”
I thought for a moment and then nodded.
“There is only one way.”
“What is it?”
Wi Jun-woo asked with shining eyes.
“If they don’t come out, we’ll have to go in.”
“yes?”
“If you don’t show me, I can just look at it secretly.”
I’m asking the obvious.
* * *
“Okay, Mr. Yoon Ki-seok. Is this you?”
“yes yes.”
“Do you know where this is?”
“That’s the prosecutor’s office.”
“I know. I’m going to ask you questions about the case now. If you think it’s disadvantageous, you don’t have to answer.”
“yes.”
“However, in that case, it may be used against you in court later.”
“Uh… … . Um, uh, am I going to court?”
The man sitting across from him, Yoon Ki-seok, asked with an immature expression. Na Kang-jin responded in a businesslike tone.
“Is it only the court? If you commit a crime, you go to jail.”
“Prison?”
Na Kang-jin was currently interrogating Yoon Ki-seok, a suspect in the murder of a Korean medicine doctor. Yoon Ki-seok, in his mid-twenties, had his shoulders hunched and his eyes darted around with a timid expression.
Even people who have done nothing wrong tend to feel intimidated when they come before a prosecutor. Yoon Ki-seok seemed to be in a pretty bad state.
‘The evidence is already out there. No matter how much you try to evade it, it’s no use. And besides… … .’
Na Kang-jin glanced at Yoon Ki-seok, who was shaking his body with his mouth open.
‘He doesn’t seem to have any brains. If you show him evidence, he’ll probably confess easily.’
At first glance, he seemed like just an ordinary young man in his 20s. But after talking to him for a bit, I quickly realized that Yoon Ki-seok was a person with a slightly lacking intelligence.
According to the information provided by the prosecutor’s investigator, he was not diagnosed as intellectually disabled. He was probably just on the borderline.
Researchers may have a history of scoring and numerically quantifying each item, but how can people be divided so clearly with a knife?
His mother died when he was young, and his father left home and went missing. After dropping out of middle school, he lived with his grandfather until he ran away when he was sixteen. Since then, he has been living as a homeless person.
‘It won’t be difficult. Think of it as talking to an elementary school student or a kindergartener. If you go easy on them, you’ll easily get them to confess.’
Na Kang-jin, who had made his own plan, started a newspaper.
“Mr. Yoon Ki-seok, what is your job?”
“Oh. I work at .”
“What do you do there? You’re not a doctor of Oriental medicine, are you?”
“I clean the floor, clean the desk, and wash the mops. When I run out of coffee mix, I go to the mart to buy some. If I buy candy while buying coffee mix, I get in trouble. Soft candy tastes good, but if I buy that, I get in trouble. I have to buy only coffee mix.”
“Oh, stop. So you’re saying you do cleaning and miscellaneous work at a Korean medicine clinic?”
Na Kang-jin cut off Yoon Ki-seok’s long, hesitant speech. Yoon Ki-seok blinked a couple of times and slowly nodded.
“yes.”
“Then, Mr. Ha Myeong-jun, do you understand? Director of Yong Han Oriental Medicine Clinic.”
“Yes, I know. You are kind, sir.”
“Yes, he was kind. He gave Mr. Yoon Ki-seok a place to stay when he was homeless, and helped him get a job there. But why did you kill him?”
“Oh, no. I didn’t kill them. I don’t kill. I don’t kill bugs, and I don’t kill earthworms on rainy days. I only kill mosquitoes. Cockroaches are too fast to kill.”
Yoon Ki-seok waved both hands and strongly denied the claim, but then his words drifted off somewhere else.
Na Kang-jin sighed deeply. It’s good that he’s good at talking, but he keeps getting lost in the trivialities when answering. He had to ask questions skillfully.
“Do you remember what you did for the past 7 days?”
“7 days? If it’s 7 days… … .”
“The day the doctor died. The day Mr. Yoon Ki-seok was caught by the police while at home.”
“ah.”
Yoon Ki-seok, who had been tilting his head for a moment as if recalling memories, opened his mouth.
“I woke up to the sound of my alarm in the morning. I wake up as soon as my alarm rings. I turned off the alarm, went to the bathroom, and let out a morning fart. Actually, I wanted to poop, but I didn’t poop, only fart… … .”
“No, stop! Not that.”
Na Kang-jin shut his mouth and snorted in anger.
‘This might take longer than I thought.’