The Mad Prosecutor Picked Up AI - Chapter 122



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Episode 122 It’s not bullying

The next day, I urged Wei Jun-woo to go out on business.

“Let’s get ready and go.”

“Where are you going?”

“Shouldn’t we catch the murderer?”

As of yesterday, the investigation concluded that there was no suspicion of illegal acorn harvesting in the open air. Therefore, the objection to the non-prosecution cannot be accepted.

But the acorn incident was over, but that didn’t mean everything was over. There was still the case of the dead bird that needed to be investigated. Since the baby bird was found dead in the same place as Nocheonseong, it was clear that he had something to do with the bird’s death.

“Why don’t you go to the scene? Is the dead bird still there? It must have been eaten by a wild animal or someone cleaned it up.”

“I’m not going to the site, I’m going to go see No Cheon-seong.”

Wi Jun-woo looked at the case files on his desk. He had gone out on a business trip yesterday without finishing his work, and he seemed a little uneasy about going out today.

“How about we take care of some other cases before we leave?”

“I’ve been doing this all morning.”

“But, just do a little more.”

“Oh, that’s enough. Why are you trying to do more? So you want to work hard today and burden Mr. Kisoyoung?”

“Why is the conversation going that way?”

Wi Jun-woo was startled when he saw Ki So-young’s expression. I looked back at Manager Han Jae-sik.

“Manager, can we please work outside… .”

“The energy of the universe is gathering. I am returning to the detective department. Positively. Positively.”

Chief Han Jae-sik waved his hand roughly while muttering something that seemed to be either meditating or reciting a spell with his eyes closed. It was a gesture that told him not to bother them and to hurry up and leave.

I left the Central District Prosecutors’ Office with Wi Jun-woo to investigate a new case of murder.

I rode in the car driven by Wi Jun-woo and headed to the office of the association in the commercial building where No Cheon-seong worked. When I arrived, No Cheon-seong was not there. I heard that he goes to work at a photo studio every day these days.

He said he was the boss’s cousin, but he didn’t do his job and did other things so blatantly, so I guess he wouldn’t get fired. We got back in the car and headed to the photo studio. I said to Wi Jun-woo, who was driving.

“Mr. Kang Min-jong, whom I met yesterday. If it’s No Cheon-seong, he’s really a good student.”

“That’s right. I heard your boss was abusive, so I guess there was a lot of it piling up.”

He said that he reported the bullying he suffered from his boss to his superiors, but it was useless because Noh Cheon-seong was the president’s cousin.

I reported it to the Ministry of Employment and Labor because I felt wronged, but that was useless. That may be why Kang Min-jong harbored a grudge against Noh Cheon-seong.

– That’s the kind of person that No Cheon-seong is. A person who doesn’t care about the means to achieve his goals. A person with a very dirty back.

I said this, recalling Kang Min-jong’s words.

“It certainly seems like there are a lot of problems with bosses who bully people or bullying people in the workplace these days. I’m seeing real cases that I only saw on the news.”

“Of course there are many. Aren’t they happening right next to us, right in front of our noses?”

Wi Jun-woo looked back at me and spoke, chewing on each word. But I couldn’t agree.

“Well, I don’t think it happens in our neighborhood. I’ve never seen a boss who bullies you or bullies you in the workplace. Is this kind of thing rare in the prosecutor’s office?”

“No way.”

“Actually, I don’t know what bullying is or what workplace bullying is. I’ve never seen it, so I can’t even imagine it. How is it possible for people who work in the same office to do something like that?”

Wi Jun-woo stopped driving and glanced at me.

“You can’t even imagine? I can feel it in my skin.”

“Really? What are some things your boss bullies you about? For example?”

“There are many. Nagging, nitpicking, nagging, embarrassing, ordering me to run ridiculous errands. These are just some of the things that come to mind.”

It seems like I always do these things, but I guess that’s just my imagination.

I said with genuine admiration.

“Wow, Chief, you really have a great imagination. How can you know so much about something you’ve never experienced?”

“… … Something you’ve never experienced before?”

“I guess it’s because I don’t have much imagination, I can’t picture it in my head very well.”

I heard a strange sound next to me and turned around to see Wei Junwoo looking very dumbfounded.

“What’s wrong with your face? Why are your nostrils so big?”

“Me. I’m so shocked and my nose is blocked, yes. You don’t know your boss who is a bully?”

I looked around the car.

“Sir, it’s because of the dust.”

“Huh? Dust?”

“My nose is blocked. It’s because of the dust. My nose has been blocked since I got in this car. Chief, don’t you clean the car?”

“That’s not what we were talking about just now.”

“Even if you say that women won’t ride in the car, you should clean it up a bit. There’s dust flying around in the car. If you look at it later, your nose will get black.”

“… … .”

As I kept nagging Wi Jun-woo, whose face was turning red and blue, I arrived at my destination before I knew it.

“I think it’s this building. Let’s park in the parking lot over there and go in.”

“uh.”

“why?”

“The parking lot is too narrow. There are a lot of pillars.”

“If there were no pillars, it would collapse. All the other cars avoid the pillars and park just fine.”

“Still. Hmm.”

“Then why don’t you park it outside on the side of the road?”

“You have to parallel park there.”

“Manager, you know you really can’t park, right? Shouldn’t you take some parking lessons?”

Wi Jun-woo pointed his finger at me.

“This is it, Inspector. This is it! This is exactly what I was talking about, nagging, you know?”

“What are you talking about? This is loving advice, heartfelt advice, tearful words spoken directly, something like that.”

“Oh my. This is exactly what bullying is.”

You call this bullying? Really?

“But I don’t just do this to the section chief, I also nag, pick on, and nag my superiors. Even to Vice President Nam Woo-joong?”

“So, bullying has become a part of everyday life.”

“Isn’t that just a bad personality rather than bullying?

“Ah. Oh? Is that so?”

While Wi Jun-woo tilted his head in confusion, I unbuckled my seatbelt.

“I’m a kind person who doesn’t know anything about bullying. I’ll watch from outside. It’s easy to park.”

I got out of the car, faced Wei Jun-woo, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, and waved both arms to signal to Wei Jun-woo. Wei Jun-woo rolled down the window so that I could hear him clearly, and moved the car according to my signal.

“Okay, this way. No, you went too far. Turn left. No, it’s right for the chief. Left for me. Right, right. Okay, okay.”

Where else in the world is there a prosecutor who volunteers to be a parking attendant and says, “O-Ri.” There is no other prosecutor like this in the world.

I’m telling you, I don’t know a single word for a boss who really bullies you.

* * *

As I barely managed to park my car and get out, I saw a truck leaving the parking lot after unloading a large water jug.

“Look at that. Even a big truck like that can park and get away so easily.”

“… … .”

Wi Jun-woo’s gaze was so fierce that I kept my mouth shut. At that moment, a tall man standing next to the water bottle looked back at us.

I approached him and asked.

“Hello. I came to the photo studio on the second floor. Can I come up right away?”

“I work there, what do you do?”

“This is prosecutor Do Hyeon-gwang from the Seoul Central District Prosecutors’ Office.”

I showed my civil servant ID.

“Oh, yes. I’m Yang Won-yeol. The person you spoke with earlier.”

Yang Won-yeol, an assistant photographer for No Cheon-seong, nodded and pointed straight to the second floor.

“The door is open, so go up first. The teacher will be here soon.”

“yes.”

We answered and went up the stairs. We pushed open the glass door and entered a spacious interior.

In the center, there was a low table and sofa for guests to sit on, and the walls were decorated with all kinds of photographs, as befitting a photo studio.

“There are only pictures of birds and trees here.”

Although it was a photo studio, it didn’t seem like a place that received outside guests or took pictures of other people. Rather, it seemed closer to No Cheon-seong’s personal photo studio.

As I was looking closely at the pictures on the wall, I heard a noise behind me. I turned around and saw a man who looked to be in his fifties banging open the door and coming in.

The man stopped as soon as he saw us, and opened his mouth without a moment’s hesitation.

“Who are you guys?”

If you see a stranger in your office, isn’t it common sense to ask, “How did you get here?” or “Who are you?” Why are you suddenly asking, “Who are you?” You’re not a gangster.

“Are you Mr. No Cheon-seong?”

Since I had to confirm who it was before I could properly investigate, I first verified the identity.

“Mr. No Cheon-seong?”

The man, No Cheon-seong, raised his eyebrows and lengthened his words. His face was wrinkled, showing that he was upset.

When No Cheon-seong came in, he closed the door and came in, and he was standing with his back to the door, and we were facing No Cheon-seong and the door.

The studio door was made of glass and transparent, so I could see Yang Won-yeol struggling up the stairs, carrying a heavy water bottle behind him.

Even if you can’t help someone lift a heavy object, shouldn’t you open the door or hold it for them if you know they’re coming from behind?

Wi Jun-woo, who couldn’t stand to watch, quickly ran over, opened the studio door, and grabbed her.

“Thank you.”

As Yang Won-yeol put down the water bottle he was carrying on his shoulder on the floor, Noh Cheon-seong approached him. Then, as Yang Won-yeol was just about to straighten his back, he mercilessly poked him in the shoulder with his finger.

“Hey, Inma! How do you manage your office, huh? Do people come here looking for Mr. No Cheon-seong? Huh?”

“Ah, sir, those are the inspectors.”

“what?”

“I told you earlier.”

At the word ‘inspector’, No Cheon-seong’s face softened slightly.

“A test?”

“This is Prosecutor Do Hyeon-gwang of the Seoul Central District Prosecutors’ Office. Over there is investigator Wi Jun-woo. Are you Mr. Noh Cheon-seong?”

While showing my civil servant ID, I asked again if it was Mr. No Cheon-seong. After confirming that I was a prosecutor, No Cheon-seong suppressed his displeasure and answered.

“I am a natural person, but I am not a Mr. Kim. At work, I am a manager, but outside of work, everyone calls me teacher.”

“Oh, I see.”

“First, please sit over here.”

No Cheon-seong guided us to the sofa. When Wi Jun-woo and I sat down facing No Cheon-seong, Yang Won-yeol quickly approached us and asked.

“Would you like something to drink? I have coffee and Donggulle tea.”

“it’s okay.”

Yang Won-yeol lowered his head, opened the door again, and went out.

“But, inspector, why are you here?”

“A report was filed that Mr. No Cheon-seong was collecting acorns without permission.”

When I deliberately and insistently called him ‘Mr. No Cheon-seong,’ his face hardened. It seemed like he was annoyed that someone so young was calling him ‘Mr.’

‘What have you taught me, teacher?’

Since No Cheon-seong is old and all, I tried to call him teacher whenever possible. When I saw him act like that, I felt like doing it.

No Cheon-seong said nervously.

“That was already investigated by the police a long time ago. Isn’t it? Acorns? What nonsense! That photographer? An artist.”

“Even artists can steal acorns.”

“What do you think of an artist? Oh, wait a minute.”

No Cheon-seong, who was talking, suddenly stood up and walked towards the door. He went to close the door that Yang Won-yeol had left open when he left.

“I told him to close the door because it was noisy. But that bastard Wonyeol left the door open again. Anyway, he’s slow and stupid.”

No Cheon-seong said, clicking his tongue, closing the door and returning to the sofa.

“Sir, artists are very noble and sophisticated people. What do you mean, acorns? What are you doing with acorns?”

While he was talking, Yang Won-yeol was seen coming up the stairs through the transparent glass door. He was also carrying a large water bottle on his shoulder.

As I was momentarily lost in thought after seeing the closed door, Wi Jun-woo quickly ran over, opened the door again, and held it for me.

“Come in.”

“Yes, thank you.”

No Cheon-seong, who had been clicking his tongue at the sight, spoke to me again.

“How can you compare an artist like me with those senseless and shameless people who steal acorns?”

“That’s right. There are always rude and shameless people in the world.”

You, you! These ten birds!