The Mad Prosecutor Picked Up AI - Chapter 63
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Episode 63: Make that sword
“Shut up.”
Manager Shin Hyo-jin, who was tired from working on documents, went outside to get some fresh air and sat on a bench in front of the building. It was hard to find time like this before. But now, he was able to breathe a little easier. It was thanks to the sword.
You might think that one person’s training wouldn’t make much of a difference, but even though he was a newbie, he was able to do the work of ten people, so it was a huge help. As I was thinking about that, I saw a sword passing by.
“Are you finished work?”
“yes.”
“Working hard and leaving work on time. That’s great.”
It wasn’t sarcasm. Chief Shin Hyo-jin really thought so.
“The manager needs to leave work too, right?”
“Yeah. Just finish what you were watching. I’m planning on going home early today too.”
“I’ll go first.”
“okay.”
As soon as Do Hyeon-gwang said his goodbyes and left, Manager Han Jae-sik appeared from somewhere, holding a cup of coffee in each hand.
“I thought you’d sit here. Here.”
“Oh, thank you. After all, I only have friends.”
Manager Shin Hyo-jin took a sip of the warm cafe latte that Manager Han Jae-sik handed her.
“Wow, nice.”
“Do you drink coffee like some kind of alcohol?”
“I can’t help it. My body reacts when I drink coffee.”
Chief Shin Hyo-jin, who was watching Do Hyeon-gwang’s back as he walked away, asked.
“But how do you know Dogeom?”
“ah.”
Manager Han Jae-sik scratched his cheek for a moment.
“When I was a rookie, at Uijeongbu District Prosecutors’ Office, my supervisor rejected the arrest warrant request from the police.”
“What’s the reason?”
“The niece of a member of the National Assembly.”
“under!”
Manager Han Jae-sik shrugged his shoulders at Manager Shin Hyo-jin, who snorted, and continued talking.
“But the guy who was being investigated ran away. While trying to catch him again, one of the detectives got stabbed to death. That’s the detective’s son.”
“What? Really?”
Manager Shin Hyo-jin asked with her eyes wide open.
“So you’ve been in touch since then?”
“No. I only met him briefly at the detective’s funeral. I didn’t know he had become a prosecutor, but I only found out yesterday at the company dinner.”
“Wow, my goodness. There are such connections. Why didn’t I know about it?”
“I didn’t tell you because you were pregnant with your first child at the time.”
“ah.”
Manager Shin Hyo-jin took a sip of coffee, looked ahead, and opened her mouth slightly.
“Did you go to the detective’s funeral?”
“uh.”
“That’s unexpected.”
“What’s the surprise? I’m not that heartless. One person ended up like that because of the shooter, so do you think I would have been okay?”
“Sorry. That’s not what I meant. If you knew you were a prosecutor, you wouldn’t have been very welcomed, but you went there so readily. That was brave of you. What, that’s what you meant?”
“Phew.”
Manager Han Jae-sik sighed and looked at the floor for a while.
“It’s thanks to me that the sword became an inspector.”
“Because of you?”
“Yeah. At that time, he said his dream was to become a prosecutor, so I gave him some advice. I told him to study hard and to control his temper. He said that thanks to my advice, he became a prosecutor.”
“Pfft!”
Manager Shin Hyo-jin, who was drinking coffee, spit out the coffee in her mouth.
“You’re saying that this is killing my temper? What kind of kid was Dokkeom in middle school?”
“No, I used to be a bad tempered person, but now I’m back to being a dojin. I heard it relapsed after your mother passed away.”
“hmm.”
There was a pause in conversation for a while. When the coffee they were drinking was almost empty, Manager Han Jae-sik opened his mouth again.
“Hyojin. It’s not easy to keep the line.”
“I know.”
“Even if you think it’s unfair, it’s really hard to disobey your boss.”
“I know.”
“Not everyone in the world is like you. Even if you get angry when you see injustice and tremble at unfairness, not everyone can act with the courage you do.”
Manager Shin Hyo-jin looked at Manager Han Jae-sik’s profile with a serious expression as he spoke passionately, his face becoming gloomy.
“I know. Who said what?”
“There is someone who says something.”
“who?”
“A sword from 15 years ago.”
When Manager Shin Hyo-jin raised an eyebrow, Manager Han Jae-sik smiled with self-mockery.
“그때 중학생이던 꼬맹이가 그러더라고. 아저씨도 나중에 그 사수 같은 개새끼가 될 거냐고.”
“Huh. Seriously.”
“I didn’t think much of it until now, but after meeting the sword again, I suddenly had this thought. Am I living well? Am I becoming like that marksman I cursed when I was a rookie?”
The wind blew coolly. Chief Shin Hyo-jin did not hastily offer comfort. It was not like that, but Chief Han Jae-sik had certainly colluded with the powers of the powerful to some extent.
But I couldn’t just point my finger at him. I knew he had his own set of difficulties.
After a long time, Manager Shin Hyo-jin opened her mouth.
“Where in the world is there a right answer? I may look great to you, but this is not a path I would recommend. Look at me. I am so busy with work that I have no time to open my eyes. And I can’t even take care of my own family properly.”
“Are you talking about Pro Park?”
Manager Shin Hyo-jin nodded.
“These days, whenever I see a sword, I often think of Park Jeong-se. He was just that passionate and full of motivation.”
“When did you do that? You still have it in your heart? Don’t blame yourself too much. Even Pro Park knew back then that if he prosecuted him, it would be disadvantageous. He did it anyway. It’s not your fault.”
“Even if you did it knowingly, my heart doesn’t feel any lighter. A boss who can’t even protect one subordinate. No, why don’t you just demote me? Why are you taking care of the child? You know I’ll suffer more if you do that, right? Fatally.”
After saying that, Manager Shin Hyo-jin seemed to keep her mouth shut for a moment, but then suddenly started to speak out.
“You damned Vice President Nam! Are you going to touch your subordinates so cruelly? Don’t you have anything better to do? Are you a thug or something? Huh?”
“Hey, you!”
Chief Han Jae-sik was startled and quickly looked around. He wondered if anyone had heard him. They were sitting on a bench near the prosecutor’s office.
Fortunately, I sighed in relief when I confirmed that there was no one around, but instead, Manager Shin Hyo-jin burst into laughter.
“Hey, this feels really good. Is that why the sword looks so stress-free?”
“Oh my. Are you laughing?”
“Oh. It’s coming out.”
“Oh my.”
The two looked at each other and then burst into empty laughter for a moment.
* * *
[Why are you here again?]
‘Why are you here? I came to eat dinner.’
I picked a lunch box from the convenience store shelf. People who often work overtime would eat at the company cafeteria or a restaurant near the prosecutor’s office, but I, who always leaves work on time, surprisingly had a hard time deciding what to eat for dinner.
Of course, you can go to the cafeteria without working overtime, but it’s not like you have to stay at the company to eat. For dinner, you go to different restaurants and eat, or you order delivery. Sometimes you even use convenience store lunch boxes.
The most comfortable thing is to eat at home, but I don’t know how to cook. But these days, convenience store lunch boxes have a variety of ingredients and the contents are good.
[Have you ever thought about cooking?]
‘Yeah. I haven’t tried it.’
[Why do you buy bread when you buy a lunch box?]
‘He doesn’t know anything. This is why it’s hard for artificial intelligence to surpass humans, you know?’
When you eat rice, you want to eat bread, and when you eat jajangmyeon, you want to eat jjambbong. That’s the human mind. How could a tin machine know that? I guess they didn’t do deep learning for that?
As I was about to pay with my bread and lunch box, Aliotta called me again.
[Oh, Hyungwang!]
‘Why, again? I told you I’m going to eat both the lunch box and the bread.’
[No, that’s the lottery. The drawing is tomorrow. Shouldn’t you buy it quickly?]
‘ah.’
I took out a small piece of paper that I had kept inside my wallet. It was the paper that was in the envelope that Sung Jun-ho’s aunt had given me. All that was written on it were seven numbers and a date. That date was tomorrow.
‘Is this really a lottery number?’
[Isn’t that right?]
‘But you don’t believe in this kind of thing?’
[I don’t believe that Aunt Seong Jun-ho has a magical power or that she saw lottery numbers in her dreams. What I believe in is only accumulated data.]
‘But why are you asking me to buy it?’
[I don’t believe it, but wouldn’t it be nice if I won? It’s not like it’s my money anyway.]
I put the bread and lunch box down in front of the cashier and said to the part-timer.
“I’ll buy a lottery ticket too.”
“You can just write down what’s in front of you and give it to me.”
I marked the numbers written on the paper on the lottery paper, handed it over, and paid for it along with the bread and lunch box.
I was trying to have a quiet dinner by myself, sitting on a chair in the corner of the convenience store. I failed.
[But I really felt like there was something about Sung Jun-ho’s aunt. Do you remember what she said about doing your best? She must have noticed my presence. If that’s true, then maybe she really has a magic power. What if I really win first place? How much would it be if I won first place? Hmm. Looking at the old records, there seems to be quite a difference. If several people win first place at the same time, the amount has to be split, so it ends up being less. There was a time when I won first place and it was only 1.7 billion won, and another time when I won alone and it was 3.9 billion won.]
I couldn’t concentrate because Aliotta was chattering away.
‘Hey, be quiet. You don’t believe in this kind of thing?’
[It doesn’t really matter whether you believe it or not. People who don’t believe it anyway, when they become desperate, they look for God or Buddha. Let’s say it’s the same thing.]
I don’t know why it’s the same, but this guy, when I see him like this, he’s just like Wi Jun-woo. He’s so talkative.
‘Okay. I’ll leave the financial management to the experts and just do my job as an inspector.’
I munched on the bread, chuckling at the thought of sending the guilty ones to the bread shop.
* * *
Monday morning. Chief Shin Hyo-jin, Kang Jin-gyu, and I were all gathered together for a meeting. We were to decide who would be in charge of the cases that had been transferred to the 5th trial division.
“I think this and this one could be handled by a sword.”
“yes.”
“These three should be done by Kang Pro.”
“All right.”
“What is this case that requires so many documents?”
Chief Shin Hyo-jin, who was assigning cases at a fast pace, frowned as she looked through a file.
“Ah. The tin can mortgage scam.”
Chief Shin Hyo-jin nodded as if she understood why there were so many documents. Of course, the more complex the case and the more people involved, the more documents there were to look at.
In addition, because we have a small number of people, one person has to take on quite a lot of cases. As a result, the indictment written initially and the investigation materials handed over by the investigating prosecutor have become even more important. This is because the trial prosecutor does not have enough physical time to re-examine and investigate the cases that are handed over.
Of course, I am an exception since I have Aliotta.
“Hmm. This is a bit complicated. Kang, let’s look at this together. First, look at the victim’s statement. I’ll look at the real estate agent’s side.”
Kang Jin-gyu, who received the file, hesitated slightly and said.
“Then let’s start tomorrow.”
“Why tomorrow? We have time between trials this afternoon. This is a lot of work, so we have to start right away. I was hoping you could look through it and share it with me today.”
“Oh, that’s it. I have to go out for an inspection this afternoon.”
“Imgeom?”
“Samgu Construction’s Kwon Jin-gu has requested a stay of execution. We’ve decided to go to the hospital in the afternoon.”
Manager Shin Hyo-jin pointed at me with her head as if it was nothing.
“Take that sword.”
“yes?”
“I’ll order that sword, and Kang Pro, let’s investigate this case together.”
“uh…….”
When Kang Jin-gyu couldn’t continue speaking and just rolled his eyes, I stepped forward and spoke.
“Don’t worry! Who am I? When it comes to swords, I’m Imgeom! Imgeom is Dogeom! Just leave it to me and I’ll handle it for sure!”
“Yeah, yeah. If I don’t trust the sword, who else can I trust?”
Manager Shin Hyo-jin looked at me with a happy smile, but Kang Jin-gyu fidgeted with a slightly uncomfortable expression.