The Mad Prosecutor Picked Up AI - Chapter 101



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Episode 101: Want to eat some ramen?

That afternoon, right up until the day before we went out to meet Chief Jang Gi-tae and his party from Gunnae-myeon Branch Office, Wi Jun-woo and I were troubled by the incident of entertaining Prosecutor Hwang Dae-bong.

Chief Han Jae-sik did indict the case, but he did so in a hasty manner without conducting a proper investigation or securing any evidence.

At first, it was said that four people were entertained, but now it has changed to three people, excluding Kim Kyung-soo.

CCTV is down everywhere except for the entrance and the counter area. It is difficult to tie up Kyungsoo Kim because there is no footage of the hallway leading to Room 1.

It’s a shame, but in some ways it’s fortunate. Because the other three people, excluding Kim Kyung-soo, could have been arrested for violating the Kim Young-ran Act.

But this time, the entertainment fee changed. From 3.78 million won to 2.68 million won.

“I’m sure what Hwang Daebong said at first was right. 3.78 million won.”

“The problem is we have no way to prove it.”

“You can’t just trust the order details they give you.”

I wonder if the Pungkyu Corporation, Yang Aechwi, would have presented proper evidence. It must have been fabricated, no matter how you look at it. But I can’t prove it.

Wi Jun-woo said.

“Shall we find more employees who can testify?”

“Everyone who testified has already changed their stories?”

“Yes. It’s probably all over. To turn this around, we need to find a new person who hasn’t testified yet.”

“It won’t be easy.”

Because they must have already taken action in Yangae-chwi.

“Hey. That guy Hwang Daebong, you sued me, so why are you changing your words again and making a fuss?”

“That might have been the intention. The lawsuit is just a show. In reality, he must have wanted to get something for himself.”

After thinking about it for a moment, I said.

“First, let’s check the computers and ledgers confiscated from Jayritz again.”

“Would you like to find out the details of Hwang Daebong’s hospitality?”

“Yes. If Manager Han had been sloppy with his investigation, he might not have looked through the available data.”

“That may be true. But I don’t know if the proper information was submitted.”

If the data had been submitted to the prosecution without question, it could have been fabricated or altered data. Or the real data could have been hidden and a fake could have been pushed in.

If that’s the case, all we have to do is find the real data.

‘Perhaps Jayritz also has a separate computer where the actual order history is stored?’

[That will happen.]

‘Maybe the original CCTV footage still remains?’

[maybe?]

Having gained confidence from Aliotta’s answer, I said to Wi Jun-woo.

“I’m talking about Jay Ritz. Even if they submitted blank documents to the prosecution, don’t they have the real details?”

“That’s very possible. But there’s no way to get it. We don’t even know where it is, and it’s hard to apply for a search warrant.”

I snapped my fingers.

“Then what if we hack?”

“Hacking?”

“Why, in dramas and movies, it happens. They hack into the computer you have and steal all the data.”

“That’s because it’s a drama. Would that be possible in real life? No, even if it were possible. Do you know any hackers, sir?”

“of course.”

I called out to Aliotta with an arrogant smile.

‘Aliotta!’

[yes!]

‘Can you hack?’

[I can’t.]

‘No, why?’

Aliotte looked at me with a shameless face.

[I am not an AI specialized in hacking, but an AI specialized in law.]

‘You hacked my phone, right?’

[That’s because the person is within 2m, and cell phones are usually vulnerable to hacking. The remote hacking that Hyungwang mentioned is not possible.]

‘Aren’t cell phones and computers the same thing?’

[It’s different. Can you explain why it’s different?]

‘Okay!’

“He’s no help anyway.”

“yes?”

“Oh, I’m not talking about the manager.”

I looked through the data for no reason and asked Aliotta again.

‘Let’s put aside the order details. Can’t this damaged CCTV be repaired? That’s a real problem.’

[I am not a professional AI recovery specialist. Please ask the National Forensic Service about that.]

“Hey. You really are a useless guy.”

“yes?”

“That’s not what the manager said.”

I opened my eyes wide and reassured Wi Jun-woo, who was glaring at me.

“I’m not really talking about the section chief. But the section chief is helpful when fighting.”

“… … ?”

* * *

“If it hasn’t been investigated like that, it must be very difficult. Is there anything we can do to help you? I don’t know if it will help.”

As soon as I heard what senior Kim Hyeon-cheol said, I remembered the conversation I had with Wi Jun-woo in the office earlier.

I’ll help you. That’s hacking.

But there’s no way that senior Hyuncheol could hack, right?

What I’m saying is that there’s nothing that can help me.

But if I say it so bluntly and bluntly, you’ll definitely get hurt, right?

“Yeah. I don’t think that will help much.”

As expected, Kim Hyun-chul answered with a slightly crooked expression.

“Oh, you. Even if I say so.”

[Hyun-kwang. Didn’t you think you wouldn’t tell him clearly because you were afraid that Kim Hyun-chul would get hurt?]

‘You try living too. Do you see if life goes the way you want it to?’

Aliotta asked with a genuinely curious expression.

[Are all humans like that, or is Hyungwang particularly unique?]

Anyway, I decided to tell Kim Hyun-chul the truth because he seemed to be upset.

“Senior, do you know how to hack?”

“Why hacking?”

“The documents submitted by the bar Jay Ritz were completely empty. There wasn’t a single bit of proper information in them. It seems like they hid the bar order records and ledgers they were served in on their computer. I thought it would be helpful if I knew how to hack it.”

“Hey. How do I hack?”

“Ugh. Ugh.”

Ki So-young, who had been quietly eating meat until then, suddenly choked as if her throat was blocked. Wi Jun-woo, who was next to me, was startled and shouted across the table.

“Are you okay?”

She made a sign with her hand that she was okay, then picked up the glass of water and started sipping it.

This time, I asked Director Jang Gi-tae.

“What about you, sir? Can’t you hack?”

“I’m worse than that computer guy.”

Are you saying you’re worse than senior Kim Hyun-chul? Even Kim Hyun-chul can only handle the Hangul program.

“Learn some computer skills.”

“At this age?”

“If you can’t do it yourself, don’t you know a genius hacker who is good at his job but wears a heavy coat?”

“How do you know someone like that? This is all I know.”

Manager Jang Gi-tae is openly scolding me.

Clang-.

This time, Kisoyoung dropped the cup of water she was holding onto the floor.

“Oh. Mistake.”

“It looks like Soyoung is also very drunk. I can see she keeps dropping things since earlier.”

I tilted my head at Manager Jang Gi-tae’s words.

“Soyoung, you drink a lot.”

“Is it because you’re tired?”

As Ki So-young bent down to pick up the cup, Wi Jun-woo, who was across the table, ran to Ki So-young like the wind.

“Don’t touch it! You’ll hurt your hand. It’s dangerous, so I’ll clean it up.”

Ki So-young answered with a calm face, contrasting with Wi Jun-woo’s anxious face.

“This is a plastic cup.”

“Still. I promise Soyoung that I won’t let even a single drop of water get on her hands- Ugh!”

He kept talking nonsense so I hit him on the back of the head.

[Huh. The back of your head. Aren’t you afraid of the aftermath?]

‘You won’t remember anyway.’

Perhaps because he had been drinking a little and because he had not seen Kisoyoung in a long time, Wi Jun-woo had become half-conscious and half-assed.

I’m sure you don’t even remember me hitting you in the back of the head. Even now, it seems like you don’t even notice it.

It seemed like Wi Jun-woo could only see Ki So-young.

“Go, stay still. I’ll clean up here!”

As I watched Wi Jun-woo, who was blushing on his own, wiping the water on the table, clearing the cup, and bringing a new cup, I clicked my tongue like a polite and cultured person. Aliotta crossed her arms with a meaningful expression.

[That’s strange.]

‘what?’

[This is Kisoyoung.]

I snorted.

As expected from a tin can, it doesn’t know anything about human emotions.

Well, what would this guy know about the mysterious and subtle love?

The heart of a man who stutters while looking up at a tree he cannot climb, and the heart of a woman who looks at a cicada who is acting foolishly while looking at her.

There’s no way artificial intelligence could know this.

[I don’t think even a virgin like Hyungwang would know.]

‘Stop talking nonsense. It doesn’t seem strange to me at all. Even if I were you, I’d go crazy if a guy like Wi Jun-woo was talking nonsense and getting excited right next to me.’

[No matter what. It’s so different from the usual cool, care-free Ki So-young.]

‘okay?’

[Something was definitely on her nerves. What could it be?]

‘How would I know what you don’t know?’

As the table became quiet and Wi Jun-woo sat down, the drinking party continued for a while with drinks being passed around.

Before I knew it, Manager Jang Gi-tae had been drinking too much and was nodding his head toward the floor. I asked Senior Kim Hyeon-cheol.

“How about the branch office in Gunnae-myeon these days?”

“It’s the same every day. There’s nothing major going on there.”

“is it so?”

“When there were swords, there were murders and gambling incidents. But these days, it’s quiet. The military camp is very peaceful.”

At that moment, Chief Jang Gi-tae, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened them and shouted at me in a hushed voice.

“The man who plays the flute!”

“yes?”

“In my opinion, he’s just a guy with a sword playing a flute. When he plays the flute, people follow him.”

“Oh, yes.”

After finishing speaking, Chief Jang Gi-tae lowered his head and fell asleep again. I glanced at my watch and spoke to Kim Hyeon-cheol.

“It’s getting pretty late. Should I go in?”

“Yeah. I have plans for tomorrow too.”

Manager Jang Gi-tae opened his eyes again and scolded me.

“Sword!”

“yes?”

“You little shit. You, you, you. You deserve to get screwed. What the hell?”

“You want me to eat some shit?”

“That’s right. That feeling of wanting to fuck Manager Nam! Huh? What? This won’t do, right?”

I sighed and said to Kim Hyun-chul.

“I guess I’ll have to dig up the seat. Do you know where the manager’s house is?”

“Oh, don’t worry. I know.”

* * *

“You little punk! You should eat shit… …, eat shit, shit! You have to eat it.”

“Yes, yes. Okay, then get on.”

Even until the last moment when the taxi door was closing, Chief Jang Gi-tae kept talking to me in a confusing way that made me wonder if he was telling me to eat some shit or to feed me some shit.

Of course, what he really wanted to say was to tell Manager Nam to fuck off.

“Sword, I’ll go first. Sorry.”

“It’s okay. Go ahead.”

“Please take good care of Soyoung.”

“yes.”

Kim Hyun-chul put the drunken Chief Jang Gi-tae in a taxi and drove away together. Now, all that was left were me, Wi Jun-woo, and Ki So-young.

Ki So-young, who is strong in alcohol, didn’t change her expression at all. She had been acting awkwardly throughout the dinner, but now she seemed to be thinking deeply about something.

On the other hand, Wi Jun-woo was rubbing his stomach with one hand while frowning with a flushed face. It seemed like it was because he had drunk a lot and was very nervous.

“are you okay?”

“Oh, yes. Ouch, maybe it’s because I haven’t run in a while. My stomach feels a little sick.”

“I told you, it’s completely ridiculous.”

“I think my stomach would feel better if I drank some hot soup.”

“Hot soup?”

It’s already close to midnight. Most of the houses are probably closed.

“Is there anywhere that’s still open for business?”

“There’s a place like a 24-hour hangover soup restaurant.”

“ah.”

“I think I’ll survive if I put something hot inside. I’ll search for it. There should be a place nearby that’s open late at night.”

Wi Jun-woo took out his cell phone and searched for a nearby hangover soup restaurant while asking Ki So-young.

“What do you want to do, Soyoung? It’s a little late, but do you want to go eat hangover soup together?”

At that question, Gosiyoung looked at Wijunwoo as if she had made up her mind about something and asked.

“Do you want to go to my house and eat ramen?”

“Huh, yes?”

Wi Jun-woo dropped the cell phone he was holding.