You Are Defended - Chapter 600



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Episode 600

The creation time of Evidence 12 file is 3:31 PM on April 11th.

It was the day before the gas explosion.

As I was playing the file, I heard a rustling sound for a moment, and then the sound of the door opening.

[─Manager.

─Oh, Mr. Choi. Sit down.]

I haven’t listened to the entire recording, but Choi Jae-hoon’s voice was stiff throughout.

Although we don’t know what his original voice was like, we can guess his psychological state just by listening to a few files.

But Lim Hyeon-il was extremely calm, despite the young doctor urging him to make a harsh decision.

[─Would you like a cup of tea?

─No, it’s okay. The patient’s guardian will request a consultation later, so I have to go right away.

─Really? Then we won’t have time to talk for long. What do you want to say?

─I… … have made a decision.

─I hope it’s a decision that I won’t be disappointed with.]

Lim Hyeon-il said.

I heard the sound of leather rubbing against each other.

It seemed like someone had adjusted their posture.

[─I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. I’m sorry.

─… … Really? Is that Mr. Choi’s answer?

─Yes.

─Why, because of your conscience? The Hippocratic Oath, something like that?

─… … .]

When Choi Jae-hoon didn’t respond, Lim Hyeon-il let out a long sigh.

The silence grew longer.

It was Lim Hyeon-il’s voice that broke the silence that had lasted nearly two minutes.

[Where are you now? Yes. Yes. Oh, really? Then can I come and look for you now? Yes. With Mr. Choi. Yes.]

Lim Hyeon-il seemed to be calling someone, but ended the short call.

[─Get up. Let’s go somewhere.

─Where… … .

─Wake up for a moment. There’s someone who wants to meet Mr. Choi.]

Choi Jae-hoon asked in a panic, but he paid no attention and just told him to follow him.

Again, the playback time passed without any conversation.

The noise, presumed to be that of a busy ward, continued for about three minutes.

dripping.

There was a knock, and the sound of a door opening and closing.

[─Hello.

─Uh, uh. Okay. Mr. Choi. Long time no see? Sit down.

─Yes, sir. But why… … .]

Choi Jae-hoon asked in a dumbfounded voice.

Judging by the title of Director, it seems that the newly emerged voice is Oh Jun-hong, the Keynote Director, one of the main characters in the folder name.

It seemed as if Lim Hyeon-il and Choi Jae-hoon were taking turns sitting down, and then Oh Jun-hong opened his mouth.

[─Mr. Choi, you said you couldn’t do it?

─… … .

─Tell me honestly. Why are you doing that?

─Director, this is… … .

─Yes. Tell me. There must be a reason why Mr. Choi refused. If we know that, we can resolve it through conversation, like this. If there are parts that don’t match up, we can adjust and compromise, right?]

Compared to Lim Hyeon-il, Oh Jun-hong used a much softer tone, but even so, one could glimpse the underlying awareness of long-term trading.

The very term organ trading business itself made me feel like there was no great resistance to an act that was so unethical.

That it can be resolved through dialogue or compromise.

It was unclear whether he recognized Choi Jae-hoon as a perfect equal to himself, or whether he was unaware of the fact that people have an instinctive aversion to organ trading.

[─Isn’t that illegal… … . And if the long-term seller showed up voluntarily and agreed to the transaction, then I don’t know. But the person I saw at the hospital in that city was a minor… … .

─Was it like that?

─… … .

─Ha, Mr. Choi. How do you know if that person willingly offered to sell himself or was forced to lie there? And how do you know if he was a minor or an adult?

─Isn’t that right?

─I don’t know. So, Mr. Choi, it’s okay if you don’t know. You didn’t know, right?

─… … .

─I told you that you don’t need to know much. Just think, I’m a machine, and do it. To put it bluntly, if there were a machine, I wouldn’t even make suggestions to Mr. Choi. Right? Our technology is still, huh? Because we don’t have a machine. That’s why we need skilled people like Mr. Choi.

─… … .

─I’m not telling you to do it every day. Just think of it as making some money once in a while and do it for a few hours. And Mr. Choi, isn’t your dream big? You have to think that it’s hard to achieve that dream without anything.

─Sir, I… … .

─Listen to me more. It is true that there are more doctors who want to open their own practices. But there are also many who want to become professors. There really are many. Yes, if you work at a university hospital for a long time, you can become a professor or a section chief. But Mr. Choi, is that all you need to do to survive? No. Can you survive by competing with people who are desperately trying to get higher? Can Mr. Choi compete with people with connections? You just need to have skills? In fact, skills are enough as long as you are above a certain level. Unless you are truly exceptional, being good at skills is not a big merit.]

It seems that Lim Hyeon-il brought Choi Jae-hoon to Oh Jun-hong in order to catch Choi Jae-hoon.

It seemed that he thought it would be easier to persuade Oh Jun-hong by promising various conditions than himself.

[─Are the people who come to the hospital to get surgery there normal people? I’m not asking you to do something difficult. Mr. Choi, do you have a lot of experience with transplant surgeries? Have you ever had a failure? No. You used to do it all the time at the hospital for a small salary, but if you do it once in a while, you’ll make a lot of money and even make connections. So why would you refuse?

─Sir, but that’s too dangerous. If it becomes a problem later…

─If it’s something that’s going to cause trouble, I won’t tell you to do it. Here, Manager Lim, and I. Are we both stupid and retarded, doing this? That Misung Hospital building. It looks like it was built by Manager Lim and me? Who knows who’ll cover for us if we have trouble?

─… … .

─Ha, Mr. Choi. I’m saying this because I feel bad that I can’t grab the opportunity that was given to me. Can a young person live so carelessly? Mr. Choi, you should become a professor, a manager, a planning director, and a director. Don’t you think so? You should start preparing now.

─No matter what, it’s still illegal… … .]

Choi Jae-hoon said in a strained voice.

Then Oh Jun-hong laughed heartily.

[─Hey, man. Where in the world is there a person who has never committed a crime? Has Mr. Choi never thrown away trash or a cigarette butt on the street?

─That and this… … . But isn’t organ trading something that harms others? It’s something that involves people’s lives.

─Throwing trash on the street. Isn’t it possible for someone to step on the trash Mr. Choi threw away and fall down and break their head and die? In a swear word? Isn’t that considered damage? I don’t see what the difference is.]

It was a truly amazing logical structure.

When Choi Jae-hoon didn’t respond, a patting sound was heard.

[─So, Mr. Choi. Think about it some more.

─… … No, sir. I… … . I can’t do it.

─Mr. Choi.

─There will be someone else who is more suitable. So… … I will pretend that I have not seen or heard anything about what has happened up until today. I will pretend that I do not know anything. I am sorry.

─Mr. Choi. Are you really going to do this?

─… … I apologize for not meeting your expectations. I have a patient guardian consultation scheduled. I will get up first. I apologize.]

What was presumed to be Choi Jae-hoon’s footsteps were heard at a faster tempo than before.

The door opened and closed, I thought I heard a rustling sound, and then the playback ended.

match!

Cho Bong-jun clapped his hands once toward the camera and muttered.

“Hey, what the hell… … . What the hell did I hear? That guy’s a crazy bastard.”

Jeong Ji-min quickly removed his frown and drank the bottle of water placed next to him.

Hearing Choi Jae-hoon’s confused voice, Jeong Ji-min also seemed emotionally shaken.

“are you okay?”

Jo Bong-jun asked Jeong Ji-min.

Then, Jeong Ji-min wiped the wet corners of his mouth with the back of his hand and spoke in a small voice.

“… … It’s not okay.”

“Can you continue?”

“Hey, you were trying to edit out the clapping you just did? You were trying to set up an edit point, right?”

“yes.”

“Then can I swear for a moment?”

“Do it. I did it too.”

“I don’t have to eat like that. I know it’s not, but why do people who learn enough to learn? ”

Jeong Ji-min expressed his anger in a trembling voice.

He bit his lip, took a moment to calm his emotions, then clapped his hands toward the camera and said:

“The last file. The one that starts with 20120412. Listen to it quickly.”

The title of the file is 201204121411.

This means that the file started recording at 2:11 PM on April 12, 2012.

The creation time, which can be confirmed through file information, was also similar.

The gas explosion occurred around 3 p.m. on April 12.

So this is probably the only file that contains the situation just before the accident.

[─Director, did you call?

─Sit down.]

The person talking to Choi Jae-hoon was Oh Jun-hong.

Lim Hyeon-il’s voice was not heard.

[─I wonder why you came looking for me… …. If it was because of yesterday, I remember telling you that I would pretend it never happened.

─Yes. Just like Mr. Choi said, I didn’t tell anyone.

─Yes, to anyone… … . I appreciate you believing in me, but may I ask how you can be so sure?]

Choi Jae-hoon maintained a cool tone of voice compared to yesterday, but he reacted sharply in the conversation just now, as if he sensed something strange.

[─Don’t you remember what Manager Lim said? He said that if Mr. Choi goes somewhere and leaks the word, there’s a way to find out.

─What is that… … .

─You need to take a closer look around you, Mr. Choi. Especially your house. It seems like you mostly rest at home on your days off. You need to take a closer look at places where you spend a lot of time.

─I don’t quite understand what you’re saying now. What do you mean by that?

─That handsome guy. I thought he was just a close friend, but it turns out he’s really passionately in love with me.

─… … .

─But Mr. Choi, I thought you were smart, but you’re just a total idiot. That guy doesn’t seem to like Mr. Choi that much, so wouldn’t it be better to stop seeing him? Well, he curses and uses violence… … . Man, what kind of person would like to be treated like that? Right? That guy almost died from that? He hit him too hard.]

This is Jeong Ji-min’s story.

Jeong Ji-min, who was listening to the file, also turned pale.

He had already heard the file, but the shock probably didn’t go away easily.

Jeong Ji-min bit his lips and couldn’t let go of his hands.

“Can we pause playback for a moment?”

“……are you okay.”

Jo Bong-jun also paused the playback for a moment to check Jeong Ji-min’s expression, but Jeong Ji-min stubbornly told him to continue listening.

[─Did you install something in our house? A wiretapping device or something?

─But why did you act like you were going to kill the friend you loved so much, and then say you couldn’t take out the organs from a stranger’s body? I don’t understand. Me, really.

─Are you just saying that?

─If you are suspicious, go and check. When I checked today, there was no separate schedule.]

There was a sound of running footsteps, accompanied by a thudding noise.

[Fuck, fuck, fuck. Are you crazy, you kids. You crazy kids, why on earth did you, huh, how far did you hear, the hell! Did you just have to close your eyes and say you’d do it, damn, damn. No matter what, how could you… … .]

Choi Jae-hoon muttered and ran wildly.

There were people who greeted him here and there, but Choi Jae-hoon did not accept them and continued running.

[─Sir, please go to the Yeomseong Station intersection.

─Yeomseong Station intersection.

─Ha, shit… … I’m going to go crazy.

─Yes?

─Oh, I didn’t say that to you, sir.]

There was another rustling sound, and the playback ended there.

The total file playing time is 18 minutes.

Recording started at 2:11 PM and ended at 2:29 PM.

It takes about 15 minutes from Seoul Wooshin Hospital to Choi Jae-hoon’s house, considering the afternoon traffic conditions.

Since the gas explosion occurred around 3 p.m., it is safe to assume that the accident occurred as soon as Choi Jae-hoon entered the house.

Even after the play ended, none of us could open our mouths for a while.

Then, Jeong Ji-min, who had been feeling very tired, spoke in a tearful voice.

“Now that you’ve heard, please make your judgment. Choi Jae-hoon was murdered, is that an exaggeration… ? An exaggeration, right? Please call it an exaggeration, please… . That doesn’t make sense… . It’s an exaggeration!”