The Ultimate Inspector, Kang Ji-hyeok - Chapter 84



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The next evening.

Nurse Heo Ji-yeon came out after turning off the hospital lights as usual.

“Ms. Heo Ji-yeon?”

“yes?”

Detective Na Gook-hyun approached nurse Heo Ji-yeon as she was leaving work.

He said, showing his police ID.

“Do you know Ms. Im Soo-jung?”

“Im Soo-jung? Who is that?”

“I am a patient who visited this hospital······.”

“You said you were a police officer? Our mental hospital sees over 60 patients a day. How could I······.”

Heo Ji-yeon said in disbelief.

I approached her from behind Detective Na Gook-hyun.

“I guess so. You wouldn’t remember all those patients. But you know, the owner of the villa where that patient lived was Mr. Heo Ji-yeon.”

“Who are you······.”

As I appeared in the dark alley, her eyes wavered.

“You probably know, right? I’m Kang Ji-hyeok, the prosecutor for the Western District Prosecutors’ Office.”

I said, holding out a few copies of the register in front of her.

“You work as a nurse and live in an apartment in Yeouido worth over 2 billion won, and you also own a villa in Samseong-dong, Gangnam worth over 15 billion won?”

“Is it illegal to own that much property in a capitalist country like South Korea? I think Kang Ji-hyeok has quite a bit of property······.”

“I have as much wealth as Heo Ji-yeon. So, having a lot of wealth is not a sin, but······.”

I snatched the handcuffs from Na Gook-hyun’s back pocket.

“A few months ago, I arrested a room salon owner named Jeong Yu-ra. It was a huge case, so you know······.”

Pause.

Heo Ji-yeon stepped back.

Detective Na Gook-hyun went behind her and stopped her from running away.

“I recently looked into a case that was closed and noticed that the whereabouts of several properties were unknown.”

“What, what does that mean?”

“Jung Yu-ra also killed employees who did not listen to her and people who were addicted to drugs in a cult… She didn’t kill them all, she put some of them in a mental hospital.”

“What are you saying, you!”

Heo Ji-yeon shouted with a devil-like face, throwing a tantrum.

Crunch!

I handcuffed Heo Ji-yeon’s wrists.

“What is this now? Did you bring a warrant? Isn’t there such a thing as law in the Republic of Korea?”

“Law? Study the law properly and then stop talking. I’m a prosecutor. I’m different from the detective behind you.”

“What? Different?”

“The mental hospital where they put some people was right here. At that time, it was called Cheongshin Mental Hospital. Now, it’s called Sky Blue Hospital, right?”

Kwak.

I grabbed Heo Ji-yeon by the collar.

She didn’t run away either, but was glaring into my eyes.

“Listen carefully, Heo Ji-yeon. No, should I call you Jeong Yu-ra’s lover?”

“Ugh.”

Heo Ji-yeon’s eyes opened.

“So? Are you saying that you’re going to play around in this Republic of Korea on behalf of your legally murdered lover, Jung Yu-ra?”

Chomp!

I threw the papers I was holding in her face.

“Both of the dead people were members of that cult and relatives of the people who testified in the Jeong Yu-ra case. I memorized all the testimonies. Even the names of the testimonies.”

I showed her CCTV footage of her meeting with Jeong Yu-ra in prison on my cell phone.

“I had regular meetings with Jung Yu-ra once every two months. I thought I was going to die looking for this video evidence.”

Heo Ji-yeon smiled, raising the corners of her lips.

“As expected, Kang Ji-hyeok is a bit different. Yura told me to be careful… Heh heh! Alright. Take me to court. Let’s see what I can do.”

“If I had just taken what Jung Yu-ra gave me and lived quietly, I would have lived a carefree life… Why did I do that so stupidly?”

Kwak!

I pushed her backwards and deliberately tripped her to make her fall.

Crazy.

She fell into a pile of trash she had collected.

“Watch your step.”

“Hey! You crazy prosecutor! This was all caught on CCTV!”

I looked around and said with a regretful expression.

“No. Strangely, there was no CCTV around this hospital. I reported it to the Gangnam District Office several times and they removed it. You.”

Shh.

I turned to her with a devilish smile.

“I have no intention of playing with criminals. The Miranda Rule will be explained to you by the detective over there. Please hire an expensive lawyer. If possible, Kim & Chang.”

Detective Na Gook-hyun then approached, woke Heo Ji-yeon up, and informed her of the Miranda Rights.

“What nonsense you are talking about. On the topic of incompetent police and prosecutors.”

Heo Ji-yeon was taken to the police station, smelling like garbage.

“I’m a detective. Bring that woman to the interrogation room tomorrow morning.”

“Isn’t there going to be an interrogation of Im Soo-jung tomorrow?”

“Bring them both. Im Soo-jung at 9:30. That woman until 10.”

Detective Na Gook-hyun thought for a moment and then smiled as if he had realized something.

“Understood, Inspector.”

* * *

Western District Prosecutor’s Office interrogation room, 9:30.

“Is that you in this video?”

“is it so.”

“It must have been difficult to go up the building with Mr. Oh Hyeon-nam?”

“No. Hyunnam went up fine.”

“Really? You climbed the stairs okay? No problem.”

“Yes, sir.”

Lim Soo-jung consistently maintained that she helped Oh Hyeon-nam commit suicide.

“I checked the video with the National Forensic Service, and it turned out that she is a bit taller than Im Soo-jung.”

Lim Soo-jung closed her mouth.

Then he opened his mouth again.

“If you look at my novel, you can see all the murder methods. I haven’t made it public yet, but I wrote the actual incident as a novel.”

Suddenly she started talking about novels.

The novel in the confiscated laptop clearly contained detailed accounts of the current incident, and only the criminal would know about it.

“I’ve read that novel several times. It’s quite detailed, just like Ms. Im Soo-jung said.”

I didn’t tell that story anymore.

We moved on to the next story.

“And, is it you who filmed the video and took it to the broadcasting station?”

Lim Soo-jung did not answer.

“I guess you can’t answer. You’ve never driven a motorcycle before.”

widely.

I placed a photo in front of Im Soo-jung.

“Where you lived, there was a fridge full of cola? Did you buy it because Oh Hyun-nam likes it?”

“Hyunnam liked it and I liked it too.”

“Really? You didn’t drink it alone?”

“I drank with Hyunnam.”

I played her a recording of the conversation between Ogilnam and me.

– That’s right. Hyunnam is allergic to carbonated beverages. When we gave him cola, he threw a fit and threw a tantrum.

Im Soo-jung’s eyes shook greatly.

“Look at this, Ms. Im Soo-jung. There was someone who planned the suicide of all those involved, so why are you lying?”

Lim Soo-jung kept her mouth shut.

“Please continue making false statements as you have been doing. Why are you suddenly keeping your mouth shut?”

“Please call a lawyer.”

Sigh.

I smiled at her words.

“Yes, you should. From the moment you are born, a person has a duty to protect himself. Mr. Im Soo-jung.”

Lim Soo-jung didn’t give any answer.

I just lowered my head and closed my eyes.

“Isn’t it Sky Blue Hospital that made Ms. Im Soo-jung feel like committing suicide?”

Bam.

I put the drug test form in front of her.

“There was an incident where a certain cult group manufactured a special drug. The drug contained an attempt to control people’s minds.”

Im Soo-jung looks at me with a surprised face.

“You got the injection from a nurse, not a doctor, so it doesn’t appear on your medical records?”

Knock knock.

I said, tapping my finger on the drug test form.

“This drug is dangerous. It was experimented with to manipulate ordinary people. It seems that the drug reacts to certain situations.”

I placed the photos in front of her one by one.

“First, Mr. Jeon Jun-woo, who burned to death in a car, and then······.”

Bam.

He placed another photo in front of her.

“Oh Hyun-nam, whom I have never met in person, has had a problem since he was young and has a limp and has difficulty walking. There is no way he can climb stairs well.”

Im Soo-jung clenched her fist.

A small, pretty fist trembled on the table.

“You are not the culprit. You just memorized what someone told you. Just like the person who wrote the novel wrote it down.”

“That… that is a novel I wrote, Inspector.”

“Or, you could write it yourself in the form of a novel to memorize the story. Up until now, Im Soo-jung’s novels have put a lot of effort into describing the protagonist’s psychological state.”

widely!

I said, slamming my palm on the table.

“This novel is written mainly based on events. Of course, that’s to be expected. Since Ms. Im Soo-jung wouldn’t know anyone’s psychological state.”

Beep.

The arrival of the next target, Heo Ji-yeon, was announced through the earphones with a beep.

– Ms. Heo Ji-yeon has arrived.

I spoke quietly to Im Soo-jung.

“You were curious about the magic mirror the whole time you were being interrogated, right? Ms. Im Soo-jung.”

Lim Soo-jung nodded, staring blankly at the magic mirror.

“That’s like a novelist. Well, would you like to go back? You must be curious to see what kind of truth you will see behind the magic mirror.”

* * *

Western District Prosecutors’ Office interrogation room 10:00.

Heo Ji-yeon arrived with a face that looked much better than yesterday.

“Coffee? Tea?”

“coffee.”

She sat down and confidently asked for coffee.

“I like coffee too······.”

I placed coffee in front of her.

He took off the handcuffs and placed them on the table.

“Let’s take off the handcuffs and talk. We’ve already decided on the culprit.”

“As expected of Prosecutor Kang Ji-hyeok. He’s rough and arrogant. And then he even drove the suspect to suicide.”

“You know better than anyone how to make a murder look like a suicide. Just talk about the incident and don’t talk useless things in the detention center. Heo Ji-yeon.”

Creak.

He pulled up a metal chair and sat down, placing his laptop and dozens of documents on the table.

“You planned something fun, but unfortunately, you got caught quickly because there was no one to help you.”

I took a sip of my coffee and laughed.

“That’s why you should have made some friends. Or at least paid them to have subordinates.”

I snapped my fingers as if teasing her for her hurt pride.

Beep.

“I am beginning to record and tape. So please be advised that from now on, your statement will be used as evidence in court.”

I turned my laptop around and played a video while asking Heo Ji-yeon.

“Can you see the back of the woman in black going up with Oh Hyeon-nam?”

Heo Ji-yeon bit her lip after watching the video.

“Considering your height, build, hair length, and gait, I think you are Heo Ji-yeon. Isn’t that you?”

“no.”

I posted a photo.

It was a photo of Im Soo-jung.

“I am the person who lived for free in the villa you own······.”

I left an email with my IP address and real address.

“I traced the IP address of the email sent by the sponsor who asked her to come to the villa and live there for free, and it was Sky Blue Hospital. The villa manager testified that he heard about the new resident from Ms. Heo Ji-yeon. Is this the email you sent?”

“Yes.”

“How did you meet Im Soo-jung?”

“This is a patient who came to our hospital. I got to know him during the treatment process.”

“Did you also find out then that she was a writer?”

Heo Ji-yeon hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

“Yes.”

I played the video again and showed Im Soo-jung’s photo next to the video.

“Is this woman Im Soo-jung? She has confessed that she is, but······.”

“Im Soo-jung confessed?”

Heo Ji-yeon squinted her eyes and spoke while putting her coffee to her lips.

“You confessed, so why are you doing this to me?”

“They both have similar body types and long hair.”

I placed another piece of material in front of her and asked.

“Do you know Mr. Jeon Jun-woo?”

“I think I saw your face.”

“You saw the face?”

“yes.”

I took out the calendar and marked the date with my finger.

It was the day of the arson murder.

“What did Heo Ji-yeon do from 10 p.m. to 1 a.m. that night?”

“That day······. I was so stressed out that I rode a motorcycle.”

“Is that so?”

“I remember leaving Seoul on my motorcycle and riding to Incheon for about three hours and then coming back.”

I asked with a puzzled face.

“It’s strange. I couldn’t find Heo Ji-yeon’s red motorcycle on the CCTV, but I found a black motorcycle of the same model on the way to Incheon… It was parked at the villa you own.”

When a picture of a black motorcycle was placed in front of him, Heo Ji-yeon quickly answered.

“Yes, it was a second motorcycle and I was riding it that night. I remember now.”