The Mad Prosecutor Picked Up AI - Chapter 50
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Episode 50 Fried Loach
The reason I took on this case was because Kang Jin-gyu asked me to do so this morning.
“Can you take charge of this case, Dogeom?”
Kang Jin-gyu asked me a favor.
“What is it?”
“In another trial I’m handling, the opposing side presented new evidence, so the trial date was postponed. I need more time to analyze that evidence. That’s why.”
He handed me a case file while briefly extending his speech.
“The trial starts tomorrow, but can you take charge of it?”
“Tomorrow is the first day of trial?”
When I spoke in a surprised voice, Kang Jin-gyu waved both his hands.
“It’s not that difficult. It’s a simple case. It’s negligent homicide, there’s no need to consider the legal theory, and the culprit is clear. It’s perfect as Dogeom’s first solo case.”
“If it’s that simple, senior, do it.”
“I would have done it if the robbery trial hadn’t been postponed. But, alas. I really don’t have time.”
“People should have a conscience. Handing over a case a day before trial? This is not right. No matter how bad the prosecution’s morality has fallen, this is not right.”
[This was just Kang Jin-gyu’s fault, so why are you looking for the prosecution’s way?]
‘I don’t know. I just said something to make it seem like I had something.’
I crossed my arms and glared at Kang Jin-gyu with a serious expression, despite the fact that he had just blurted out random words. Kang Jin-gyu hesitated for a moment, perhaps feeling stung by the fact that he had thrown away the prosecution’s principles, and then slapped his palm.
“Okay. If you take care of this, I’ll buy you lunch tomorrow.”
“My love?”
“… … I’ll buy you lunch for three days.”
“Is it sandstone?”
“Oh, really!”
“Outside, not in the cafeteria.”
“Okay. Outside, not in the cafeteria. Lunch for three days. Okay?”
“lol.”
Only then did I smile broadly and accept the case file.
[As Kang Jin-gyu said, the case is simple.]
High school seniors playing together in the academy building. One of them fell down the stairs and died, and the two friends who were with him were charged with negligent homicide.
Up to this point, it’s really simple. The case is simple, so there’s no controversy over the application of the law, and the culprit is already known.
“At this point, I guess I’ll get a suspended sentence.”
“I guess so. It’s a shame, but they’re still students, and I didn’t mean to kill them.”
As Wi Jun-woo said, this is a suspended sentence. Usually, general negligent homicide, not occupational negligence homicide, is not punishable by a heavy sentence, and in this case, the defendants are still in their teens.
But even though it was such a simple case, I tilted my head. I don’t know why they keep nitpicking over such a simple case.
“Why are you like that?”
Wi Jun-woo asked, noticing that I didn’t like something.
“I read it here and there are no witnesses to this incident. It happened between the three people who stayed until the end after school at night.”
“It can happen late at night.”
“But why did you say it was negligent homicide? Even if the child had just tripped and rolled over, no one would have noticed. Why did you insist on saying that they were playing around and that it happened?”
“Hmm. Because they’re good kids?”
“What a surprise.”
Even if it was the kids who did it, their parents would have stepped in and stopped them. Telling them not to make a fuss. There were no witnesses anyway.
Anyway, as Kang Jin-gyu said, it was a clean case. As I nodded and was about to close the file, the name of the prosecutor who had handed over the case caught my eye.
“Kim Kyung-soo?”
“Do you know him?”
“Um. Kyungsoo Kim. Kyungsoo Kim from the Seoul Central District Prosecutors’ Office.”
After looking through the case files, I felt hungry.
“Manager. Do you want to go for lunch?”
“Already? It’s only 11 o’clock?”
“I suddenly feel like eating loach. Do you want to eat some chueotang?”
* * *
I went directly to the prosecutor in charge. No matter how simple and easy the case was, I felt it would be disrespectful to them to just look at the case file the day before the trial.
The best thing to do is to ask the prosecutor directly. What did he focus on in his investigation, and what should be kept in mind in court.
I knocked on Prosecutor Kim Kyung-soo’s door.
dripping.
When I knocked and opened the door, Kim Kyung-soo was sitting alone inside. It seemed like everyone else hadn’t returned from lunch yet.
Kim Kyung-soo. A genius who graduated from Seoul National University’s Department of Business Administration and Seoul National University’s Law School. His father is a former senior prosecutor and current lawyer.
A loach-like guy who uses school ties, regional ties, and blood ties to get high positions and commits all kinds of corruption to protect his cartel. My classmate from the Judicial Research and Training Institute. Kim Kyung-soo.
Whether it was when I was at the Judicial Research and Training Institute or now, I was still ugly. My stomach seemed to stick out a bit more.
As I walked inside and looked around the office, Kyungsoo Kim looked at me with a wary look.
“How did you come here?”
“Hello, loach.”
“yes?”
“Oh no, it’s not a loach yet? A cotyledon that has the potential to become a loach?”
“Ah, you! Sword!”
When we sang the song of cotyledons, Kyungsoo Kim snapped his fingers as if he had just remembered me.
“Do Hyun Kwang, the last lawyer, the tora.”
“Hey, inspector, your mouth is too big. You little brat.”
He asked me slyly, his eyes now filled with contempt rather than wariness, as if he had remembered me.
“But what’s going on here? This isn’t a place where just anyone can come in. Surely you’re not a suspect?”
“If I were the suspect, would you give me some leniency?”
“No way.”
Kim Kyung-soo, who had snorted, looked me up and down. I was wearing a suit, and I had my civil servant ID around my neck. No matter how I looked at it, I didn’t look like a suspect.
“How did you get here? Let me see. Where were you posted? Was it in the mountains or Marado?”
“Do you really have to show off how stupid you are? It’s the Gunnae-myeon branch of the Onju District Prosecutors’ Office.”
“Oh, that’s right. If you’re in Gunnae-myeon, you’re in Jicheong. Wasn’t it hard to come up to Seoul? Does the KTX run there? It must be hard to go back down. I wonder if you got motion sickness.”
“What are you talking about? I came in a chauffeur-driven car.”
“?”
Kyungsoo Kim tilted his head for a moment, seeming to gauge whether what I was saying was true or not.
‘That’s true. Just because you see it that way doesn’t mean the facts are false.’
[Is this the mysterious 1st defeat for Wijuwoo? A driver?]
By the way, how much of a mess must your personality be to be sarcastic in front of someone like that? Who would call you a loach?
“What are you doing here? Did I come here to ask for a favor, like a connection?”
It was so obvious that he was trying to trample on me in any way possible that it was almost heartbreaking. I wanted to go along with him, but I didn’t have time, so I just told him the truth.
“I work here now. In Seoul.”
“what?”
“I work here. At the Seoul Central District Prosecutors’ Office.”
“You punk, you’re lying… … Really? Hey, no? Dude, I almost got fooled for a second. Dude, you… … Really? You really work at the Seoul Central District Prosecutors’ Office?”
I’m not bipolar. I tried to deny it, but then I was surprised to see that it was true. Kim Kyung-soo, who kept going back and forth in one sentence, as if he was going through hot and cold water, finally opened his mouth wide and looked at me with a dumbfounded expression.
‘It must be a big shock. They probably think that only people like them who graduated from Seoul National University, studied hard, and are successful will come to Seoul.’
Kim Kyung-soo stuttered as if he had read my thoughts.
“How could you? Hey, this is Seoul, Seoul. Do you think this is a place where anyone can come? With your grades, your academic background… …. Which department did you come to?”
“Trial Section 5.”
“Trial 5? Oh, me again. Hahaha.”
As soon as Kim Kyung-soo heard the words “trial division 5,” he felt visibly relieved and forced a smile as if he didn’t want anyone to know that his pride had been hurt, even for a moment.
“Yeah. I guess that’s what it’s like if it’s the 5th trial. It’s perfect for you.”
“Stop talking nonsense. I’m here to work.”
“What’s going on?”
Kyungsoo Kim leaned back in his chair and looked up at me as if his interest had already waned.
“There was that high school student who fell down the stairs and died. The Sung Jun-ho case. You investigated that, right?”
“Uh. Why is that?”
“I’m going to go to trial. Tell me about the case. What was it like? I suddenly had to take on this today.”
“Have you seen the documents?”
“There’s nothing written there? There’s too little information. I don’t even know which prosecutor investigated it.”
Kyungsoo Kim snorted, pulled his chair back, and crossed his legs.
“There’s nothing to write about, so it’s not written down. It’s a case with no real issues worth discussing.”
“okay?”
“You can just take it back to the court and read it. You can read it, right? You’re not going to tremble like that, you idiot?”
“Am I you?”
“Do your best. The other lawyer will probably be a big shot. Don’t go and embarrass the prosecutor for no reason.”
A big shot?
“You said it was a simple case with no issues, so why is a big shot showing up in such a simple case?”
“Ah. Hmm.”
Kyungsoo Kim hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to speak or not, but then opened his mouth.
“Well, you’ll find out soon anyway. The defendant, Min Jong-guk’s father, is a lawyer. He’ll either defend you himself, or at least someone of a similar level will do it.”
“Who is your father?”
“Senior attorney Min Chi-seung at the law firm ‘Bando’. One year senior to our manager Kim Jong-hyeok.”
“Is this the whole thing?”
[There was a reason the case file was so clean. The defendant’s father was a former public defender.]
‘Do you know that about artificial intelligence?’
[I have also seen an article about the whole picture as a variable when doing deep learning on case law data.]
Hmm. Is the actual case that simple, or is it something that Kyungsoo Kim is doing on his own?
“You really have nothing to explain?”
“I told you there isn’t one. Why do you keep asking?”
“Because I’m anxious.”
Kyungsoo Kim looked up at me with a pitiful look.
“Are you scared of going to court alone? If you’re that anxious, take a tranquilizer.”
“It’s not that I’m anxious because I’m alone, it’s that I’m anxious because I think I might be missing something.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Even though there were no witnesses, they insisted on saying that their friend fell down the stairs by mistake. They could have just said that their friend misstepped.”
“That’s because kids can’t lie. Don’t you think everyone in the world is like you?”
[Kim Kyung-soo’s eyes were slightly shaken just now. Wetting his lips before speaking is also typical evidence of being nervous.]
‘There’s definitely something in that part. Either a lie mixed in, or the truth hidden.’
If your friend tripped and fell down the stairs on his own, it would be an accident. It’s unfortunate, but there’s no way the police or the law can intervene. However, if your friend fell down the stairs while you were playing, it would be manslaughter.
My dad is a lawyer, so he probably knew that. Most parents would advise their children to tell their children that they made a mistake so they don’t get involved in something bad.
He confessed to an incident that had no witnesses, and changed it from an accidental death to a manslaughter. He was investigated by the police and the prosecution, and was brought to court. Did his father, a former lawyer, condone this?
“Even a passing dog wouldn’t believe that.”
“what?”
At that moment, Kyungsoo Kim’s cell phone rang. I don’t know who it was, but the guy who had been leaning back and crossing his legs suddenly jumped up like a spring, straightened up, and answered the phone.
“Yes, sir.”
I guess it’s the chief prosecutor’s call.
[This is Chief Prosecutor Kim Jong-hyeok of Criminal Division 3.]
An angry voice came over the phone.
– Pro Kim! Are you going to do something like that?
“Yes? What’s going on?”
Kyungsoo Kim stood up from his seat, observed my expression, and slowly retreated toward the wall. He even covered his mouth with his hand.
Yeah. It’s no use. I can hear everything.
– The Gaemyeon-dong vehicle arson incident! Is this the only way to handle it?
“Oh, I confirmed that with Senior Jeong.”
– Are you making excuses right now? Come to my room right now!
Kim Kyung-soo, who was talking on the phone with his back to me, glanced at me and answered in a bright voice as if nothing had happened.
“Yes. Then I will come see you now.”
After hanging up the phone, Kyungsoo Kim pretended as if he had not been hit at all.
“The manager is looking for me. He really likes me.”
If you do it twice, I’ll catch you.
“I heard everything.”
“… … .”
“You must be really angry. It’s just the volume of your voice. Oh my, you’re a vocalist.”
“… … .”
“Yeah. You must be busy. Hurry up and jump in.”
Kyungsoo Kim’s face turned red. By the way, maybe because you mentioned that the loach jumped out, I’m reminded of the fried loach I ate with the fish stew this afternoon.
It was delicious.