The Ultimate Inspector, Kang Ji-hyeok - Chapter 71



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Hyejin’s face became blank.

I was like that too.

Dark Black Storm, a hacker who would become a great evil in the future, died in a small PC room near Seoul National University Station.

【 It’s a small life, but the devil is by your side 】

The incident in which a notorious hacker died from police gunfire took a strange turn.

That was because the concept of hackers as ‘strange geniuses who are good at computers’ was established at the time.

At that time, there were IT companies that hired hackers at high salaries.

Given that situation, things turned out unfavorably for Hajin.

[Police, is this okay?]

[The opponent was revealed to be a young Korean college student in his early 20s]

[Shocked by the witness who said it wasn’t a misfire but a headshot]

The atmosphere became tense.

Hajin was faced with a situation where he could at least be suspended from the police force due to this incident, and at best, he could even be forced to quit in disgrace.

“Killing that son of a bitch······. You did a great job, Hajin.”

People won’t know.

Who knows how many huge crimes that hacker, who looks difficult now, will commit in the future······.

‘Thanks to that, Hajin will have to be excluded from this trial.’

I had to give up my plan to expose corruption within the police force by involving Cho Jae-jun.

If I messed with the police now, it would have been a situation where sparks would fly in return.

It is true that it was a bit weak to scold Jo Jae-jun for this level of corruption.

By the way, this incident surprised even me.

During our time as partners, Hajin not only refrained from using firearms, but also stopped me whenever I handled criminals roughly.

“But that’s not true. Isn’t there such a thing as the presumption of innocence?”

“Hey. Our investigation found that kid guilty.”

“But the court’s decision must be finalized.”

“Anyway, that old-fashioned guy······.”

“Human rights are also important. Even if they are criminals, they should be dealt with by the law. What is this if it is not the year of the snake?”

We both shared the idea that evil must be condemned, but our methods were slightly different.

It was Hajin who blew off the head of the dark black storm guy.

“Why did you do that, Hajin?”

I also muttered the same thing every time I thought of Hajin.

I decided to wait and see what would happen and focus on the current situation.

The suspect in the case, Lee Hyeon-ju, came to the interrogation room.

“Your name is Lee Hyun-joo, and your address is Imperial Apartment, Jamsil, Seoul. Is that correct?”

“yes.”

“Didn’t you bring a lawyer with you?”

“I have no intention of exercising my right to remain silent. I will testify. I was just lucky to survive.”

“okay.”

She spoke calmly but carefully.

‘It looks like you practiced a lot for the interrogation?’

Those who survive a suicide attempt are gripped by anxiety.

One similar case I worked on as a detective involved a man from Daegu who attempted suicide with cyanide at a motel in Seoul with two other people.

This is known as the ‘Daegu Man Assistance to Suicide’ case, two people died and only the Daegu man survived.

“I also ate cyanide.”

“So you’re saying that two people ate first and then ate what was left?”

“Yes, detective.”

It was an incident where two people ate so much cyanide that there was not enough left.

He trembled with anxiety throughout the interrogation.

In the end, he was released after being sentenced to six months in prison and two years of probation.

After that, a month later, he went to a mental hospital complaining that he saw a vengeful ghost every night, and he ended up jumping from the roof of the motel where they died and following them.

After I found out that he had made that choice, I remembered getting really drunk with Hajin.

“Maybe if they had just thrown him in jail, it wouldn’t have happened.”

“What do you do? When someone dies right in front of you, you get traumatized and suffer from extreme anxiety and guilt.”

“Oh my god. What the hell is this? The world······.”

When she first entered the rat room, the memory of that incident came back vividly.

Unlike the person who was trembling with anxiety, Lee Hyun-joo showed up to the interrogation room alone, without a lawyer, wearing a fancy dress and pointy shoes. She had no trauma or regret or any such feelings.

“Why did Ms. Lee Hyun-joo try to commit suicide?”

“Because I hate the world.”

“Why didn’t you like it?”

“There was a guy who was stalking me and I was scared of him.”

“The guy who was stalking you?”

“yes.”

She handed me her cell phone.

It was filled with texts asking to meet, marry me, etc.

“How did you two meet?”

“We met once at a club.”

“At the club?”

“Yes. The club in Sincheon.”

I paused for a moment and looked at her.

She said with a frown.

“After that, he kept chasing me, so I was scared that I just wanted to die.”

“I don’t understand. You can just change your phone number, report it to the police, or tell your family······.”

“Inspector. Are you talking nonsense about someone else’s business right now?”

Lee Hyun-joo stuck out her lips in a sharp voice.

I answered calmly.

“Does Ms. Lee Hyun-joo have an older brother? He’s two years older than her.”

“Yes, that’s right. But does that mean that if you have an older brother, you can stop these stalkers?”

“No. What I don’t understand is that Hyun-joo Lee’s older brother is a gangster with that much power.”

Hyunju Lee’s eyes turned cold for a moment.

“A gangster? My brother is the owner of a normal club.”

“Is that so? Did I misunderstand?”

“Yes. My brother is just a boss, not a gangster or anything.”

“You own one club in Sincheon, one club in Busan, and one club in Incheon. Don’t you think you’re more than just a CEO?”

“Aren’t you talking about me now? Why are you talking about your brother?”

I said as I placed a few documents in front of her.

The moment I first checked Lee Hyun-joo’s profile, I decided to take on the case because of her older brother.

“Lee Hyeon-ju’s older brother, Lee Han-su. He started out as the president of the Shincheon Dancing Queen Club and is now the president of three clubs, right?”

Hyunju Lee didn’t answer and continued to stare at me. Those eyes definitely weren’t those of someone who was about to commit suicide.

Thankfully, she gave me confidence.

“When Mr. Lee Han-soo opened a club in Incheon, there was a high school nearby so he shouldn’t have received a permit, but a government official issued one by mistake.”

Hyunju Lee, the younger sister of the son of a bitch who cut my wrist and rendered me helpless.

Now that I know that she too was involved in these crimes and that another devil, Jo Jae-jun, was supporting her, Lee Hyun-joo became the target of my revenge.

Of course, it’s private, but the results will be completely public.

“I looked up the news about that civil servant. I also checked with the reporter.”

Bam.

I threw a piece of paper with the news printed on it in front of her.

[A new club opened in Incheon. It was opened due to a government official’s mistake!]

That was the headline of the news.

And that civil servant was none other than Ji In-hu, who died in the suicide incident.

Hyunju Lee’s face turned pale as she checked the printed news.

“I had a hard time finding that news. If it’s something related to your brother, I’m kind of interested.”

“···Please call a lawyer.”

“You said you weren’t going to exercise your right to remain silent? You said you were going to testify.”

Lee Hyun-joo glared at me with sharp eyes.

I said it with an indifferent look on my face.

“I think he made all the preparations for suicide himself, and it was his friend who moved to Seoul a few months ago because of this incident that asked for more money.”

Bam.

I threw out a few photos that I had cut out and printed out from the CCTV footage.

“Late at night, in the alley of Sincheon, Lee Hyun-joo’s older brother and Ji In-hu met several times. This footage will be used in court, so it’s difficult to show everything······.”

I took a sip of my coffee and stared at her. Unlike before, Hyunju Lee turned her head away, avoiding my gaze.

“So, you joined a club to commit suicide because of that stalker, and then you met Mr. Ji In-hu by chance. Ms. Lee Hyun-joo.”

Lee Hyun-joo began exercising her right to remain silent with her mouth shut.

“Just go. Don’t call a lawyer. If I exercise my right to remain silent, I will be considered admitting all the evidence.”

Shudder.

Lee Hyun-joo’s eyes widened.

He put his hands together and his face became fidgety.

bang.

I said, lightly hitting the table with my palm.

“I told you to just go. I’ll see you in court.”

Lee Hyun-joo stood up from her seat.

The fluttering one-piece dress swayed lonely.

“You will learn how serious a crime it is to premeditately murder an innocent person. No matter how much money or connections you have, it means nothing in court.”

I spoke firmly behind her back.

It was a declaration of war for me.

It was meant for Lee Han-soo, not Lee Hyun-joo.

“Ask your brother. He’ll know my name. Tell him to come see you anytime.”

I put my business card in her hand and whispered quietly.

“You’ll have about a month before the court hearing, so take care of your surroundings. Be nice to your parents, too. You’ll be rotting away in prison for the rest of your life.”

After she disappeared, I swallowed the remaining coffee.

The bitter coffee seeped into my blood and made me come to my senses.

“Okay, Lee Han-soo. What do you want to do?”

* * *

Two days later, Lee Han-soo came to the office with a large cake and coffee.

“Is this Prosecutor Kang Ji-hyeok’s office?”

He looked relaxed.

He wore a black suit with his white shirt slightly unbuttoned.

A red goblin tattoo was barely visible through the gap in his white shirt.

Secretary Kim Hye-jin, who was sitting on the sofa organizing the case, stood up.

“Who is this? Lee Han-soo? Is it really Lee Han-soo?”

“I see you quit being a detective. After a few missteps, you were kicked out of the police force and now you’re working as an investigator with a prosecutor.”

“Wow. Lee Han-soo has grown a lot.”

Kim Hye-jin tried to approach him with an angry face.

Bam.

I grabbed her shoulder.

“What are you doing, Detective Kim? We need to go out now and find evidence that Hyun-joo Lee was murdered.”

“Inspector. This kid is the one we were chasing······.”

“They searched and seized the club twice, but they couldn’t find any proper evidence, so the warrant was rejected.”

“···that’s right.”

“We’ve filed for trial for the Lee Hyun-joo case, so the trial will start in a month. Right now, securing evidence is the priority.”

Lee Han-soo’s eyebrows furrowed.

He seems a little embarrassed by the information that was leaked on purpose.

“Understood, Inspector.”

Hyejin glared at Lee Hansu and went outside.

Perhaps she will bring more information about her acquaintance who committed suicide at the National Forensic Service.

“But, Mr. Lee Han-soo. What’s going on?”

“It’s been a while, Kang Ji-hyuk.”

“Shall we go in and share such personal stories?”

“That sounds good.”

He handed the cake he had in his hand to Hyuna.

“Please cut the cake and send it to another lab. If it was sent as a gift by the Red Goblin of Shincheon, everyone will know.”

“Yes, sir.”

Lee Han-soo frowned again at those words.

He took Lee Han-soo into the room with an indifferent expression.

“I’ll take the coffee.”

Lee Han-soo came into my room and sat on the sofa.

From the moment I saw his face, veins started to appear on the back of my neck.

But I can tolerate that much.

I knew my revenge wouldn’t be simple.

I didn’t mean to put it in sloppily.

This guy was going to be completely rigged and killed.

“You’ve become a successful prosecutor?”

“Please don’t speak informally to me. We’re not that close.”

“Fuck. When did you get scared and squirm in front of me?”

I sat on the sofa and smiled.

“That’s what I had to do back then. I’ll say it again, don’t speak informally. I’m the prosecutor and you’re the suspect’s older brother.”

dump.

Lee Han-soo sat on the sofa opposite me.

It was a heated face that was red all the way to the ears.

“That girl named Se-hee became an actress? Ha. I should have just pretended to be crazy and played around with it······.”

“Now that we’re on the subject······. Weren’t you the one who got scared when you heard that I was Prosecutor Lee Cheol-jung’s daughter?”

Wiggle.

The guy’s eyebrows furrowed.

It seemed like the attack had worked.

“You told Hyunju my story?”

“No? I asked Lee Hyun-joo about her motive for premeditatedly murdering Ji In-hu.”

“Ask me about the motive for the murder?”

“Lee Han-soo. You know very well. Why Lee Hyeon-ju murdered Ji In-hu and disguised it as suicide.”

“What? What did you say just now?”

I put my coffee to my lips and spoke calmly to the guy.

“Don’t act cocky, you gangster. If you have a favor to ask, just tell the inspector politely.”

The sunset flickered outside the window.

The bastard’s red goblin tattoo turned even redder.