The Ultimate Inspector, Kang Ji-hyeok - Chapter 38



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Episode 38

When I returned to the office, it was already evening.

It was after work hours.

“A cup of coffee?”

“Okay.”

I entered the office with newly hired investigator Kim Ji-cheol.

“Huh? There’s a woman here?”

Kim Ji-cheol said in surprise.

Another investigator sat at a neatly organized desk with an angry look on his face.

“If it’s going to be like this, why don’t you tell me to come tomorrow?”

“Then, go in and tomorrow······.”

bang!

She looked at me with both arms on her hips as if she was going to make a fuss.

“I’m reporting this. Kim Hye-jin. As of today, I have been officially assigned to the Western District Prosecutors’ Office as an investigator for Prosecutor Kang Ji-hyeok.”

Despite her angry face, she spoke clearly.

“Hello. My name is Kim Ji-cheol, and I have started working as Prosecutor Kang’s driver starting today.”

The two greeted each other.

I asked them both with an embarrassed expression.

“I’ll have an iced Americano. What about you two?”

“I like mixed coffee.”

“Me too, mixed coffee.”

Sigh.

I smiled at them both.

At first glance, I could see that the computer and even the desk were all organized.

Is Kim Hye-jin as clean-cut as rumored?

“Then, our investigators will have two sweet mixed coffees······.”

I turned on the coffee maker that the strongest inspector had gifted me while making coffee for the two of them.

Knock knock.

I heard the sound of coffee beans grinding.

“It’s a matter of personal taste, so please bear with it even if it’s a little noisy.”

He delivered two cups of coffee and even held my coffee in one hand.

“Detective Kim Hye-jin. I suddenly had some business to do in Chungcheong Province, so I went there and came back. Did you receive your pass?”

widely.

Kim Hye-jin said, hitting the registration card hanging around her neck.

“I received everything and finished setting up the computer, right?”

“As expected, you are amazing since you are still active.”

“Then, isn’t Detective Kim Ji-cheol a former police officer?”

“I was a military investigator, but when I heard the news, I was discharged immediately and became an investigator.”

“You two are the same age. Can we talk comfortably?”

They both look at me at the same time.

“I’m a year younger than you, but let’s still be careful.”

I sat on the sofa in the middle of the office, sipping coffee.

“Both of you sit down. It’s so soft and nice.”

The two sat across from me.

Looking at Kim Hye-jin’s eyes, I thought she had a lot to ask.

Kim Ji-cheol was no different.

“Okay. Then I’ll give you a briefing. Drink some mixed coffee and listen. I’m good at making mixed coffee.”

Nod.

They both nodded at the same time.

“Honestly, I was surprised. It’s our detective style to ride with two mixes.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t make you work overtime, so drink it. Oh, and come over like me. If you keep drinking mixed coffee, you’ll gain belly fat before you turn 40.”

“You’re not even thirty yet······. I don’t believe that story, Inspector.”

widely.

He placed the coffee cup he was holding on the table and began to speak softly.

“This case is a bit of a strange case······. It is a case that was handed down directly by the Chief Prosecutor.”

I got up from my seat and went in front of the transparent board.

After that, I took a black board pen and wrote my name.

“Jung Yu-ra. Age 40. Madam of the second largest room salon in Yeoksam-dong. It’s a members-only room salon where you have to meet a certain class to enter, not just anyone.”

[Jung Yu-ra / 40 years old]

[Yeok Sam-dong Room Salon Madam]

I wrote it down on a transparent board and drew a red line.

“I checked it myself today.”

[Chungcheong-do Bulgaksa Temple]

[pseudo-religious group]

[Agent Ashara Yuki / 25~30 years old]

I attached the business card I received under that name.

“This is the business card.”

widely.

After putting down the board pen, he looked at them and said.

“For now, this is what can be considered facts.”

Both of them had blank faces.

Huruk.

While tasting the bitterness of iced Americano on the tip of my tongue, I briefly told him about Jeong Yu-ra’s life.

“Prosecutor, do you think that the religious group has something to do with Jung Yu-ra suddenly becoming rich and becoming a madam at a room salon?”

Kim Hye-jin said with a funny expression.

I answered her.

“That’s right. I think it was a good idea to check it out for myself. Here are the video and audio files that are the evidence.”

He took out the memory card containing the video data from his pocket and placed it on the table.

“Detective Kim Hye-jin.”

“Speak, Inspector.”

“Please go near the room salon tomorrow and do some research.”

“Investigation?”

“Yes. Among the beauty salons near the room salon, go to the one that is the most crowded around 5 PM and get your hair done. You’ll have to endure some cigarette smoke.”

She grimaced.

He had an expression that said, “What are you talking about?”

“It’s a place men can’t go······. Please take good care of me. Detective Kim Hye-jin.”

There were two reasons why I chose her.

One fact is that there are quite a few detectives within the police force who have a crush on her because of her good looks.

Because it’ll be a pretty good bait as we move forward with the case.

The second part was about the man she was going to marry.

I think that’s something that needs to be checked slowly.

“We’ll have a dinner tomorrow evening. Let’s hear a report on the investigation conducted by Detective Kim Hye-jin there.”

“Okay, that’s better than being stuck in this office.”

“You have to do something you’re good at. Don’t you?”

Swish.

Kim Ji-cheol raised one hand.

I guess I felt left out in our conversation.

“What am I doing tomorrow?”

“After reviewing the video together, we will meet with a Japanese professor at Hankuk University in the afternoon to get the recording and review it at a company dinner.”

“All right.”

I muttered while looking at the situation written on the transparent board.

“I’ll hit it once I’ve collected enough evidence to fill up that board. I have to hit it all at once.”

“Why do I have to hit it all at once?”

Huruk.

I took a sip of my iced Americano.

“Because my husband is a successful reporter at the Daehan Ilbo. I’ll finish it before anyone notices.”

The two of them had faces that seemed to be thinking about something.

Don’t worry about it.

I will take responsibility.

“Okay, you two can go home. Thank you for your hard work on your first day of work.”

“What about the inspector?”

“I have to start researching the materials now.”

“still······.”

“Don’t worry and just go home. I’m the type of person who can’t work when someone’s next to me.”

“Are you type B?”

“No. I’m type A.”

“No way? No matter how I look at it, it’s type B.”

“Because you’re type A. I trust you and go home from work.”

That’s how our first meeting ended.

The detectives all left work, and he muttered while looking out the window at the night city.

“In my time, we talked about MBTI, but now we talk about blood types. It’s easy to remember, which is nice.”

* * *

I checked that dance several times.

Is it because of the unpleasant music?

I even felt eerie.

“It definitely seems like a form of pseudo-religion on the Japanese side······.”

Let’s think about them one by one.

What I saw then definitely had a Taoist feel to it.

A dance of waiting for something, with the presence of an agent.

“Was it 1995? That incident?”

A Japanese religious group called Aum Shinrikyo committed a terrorist attack on the subway.

After a 10-year trial, he was sentenced to death in November 2006, right?

“I found it. The story about that incident······. Aum Shinrikyo was influenced by Taoism and Buddhism. It declared the final war and predicted the end of the world?”

Up until this point, it was no different from the behavior of a very common cult group in 1999.

“The leader of Aum Shinrikyo wasn’t executed, was he? He was just sentenced to death. If I remember correctly, he was executed in 2018.”

I remember one of my colleagues who was into Japanese animation at the time telling me this.

“The leader of the Aum Shinrikyo cult was executed yesterday. The animation company that was created with his money is also closing down······.”

“You crazy idiot. Stop watching those dirty anime. You might end up in handcuffs.”

Eventually, the guy was caught downloading pornographic anime from an illegal site and was stripped of his clothes.

What was that guy’s name?

Was it Sergeant Jang Ji-geun?

My name was revealed in internet articles, and I suffered a lot from malicious comments.

“I’m sure it’s true because your memory is vivid.”

I was curious so I looked into Aum Shinrikyo at the time.

Even after being sentenced to death in Japan, they continued to link up with several organized crime groups in Korea and attempted to borrow money from market vendors and small gambling houses.

“There was even a rumor that retired Ji-geun was doing that job in Korea······.”

Shoko Asuhara (麻原 彰晃).

I also remembered the name of the leader of Aum Shinrikyo.

“Look at this?”

I got up from my seat and stood in front of the transparent board.

Holding a blue board pen,

[pseudo-religious group]

[Agent Ashara Yuki / 25~30 years old]

I drew an arrow and wrote it on the business card below.

[Aum Shinrikyo]

[Cult Leader Shoko Ashara: Death Sentence]

[Drug manufacturing/possession charges]

I watched quietly.

“Park Chan-jin and Jung Yu-ra. I’m starting to get a rough idea of ​​what you two are doing.”

The reason why Jung Yu-ra suddenly had a lot of money has also become clear.

“It’s not exact yet, but that’s something I need to find out······.”

Knock knock.

I opened the drawer and took out my own treasure chest that I had been collecting.

“This car entry certificate was obtained during the case of Private Park Chung-deuk, who was murdered while manufacturing and selling drugs in the military.”

I looked at the license plate number marked with a yellow highlighter.

Clearly, Prosecutor Lee Cheol-jung, who was my father-in-law in my previous life, confirmed it.

The owner of that car number was Park Chan-jin.

“Have you decided where to go?”

* * *

I went to work early in the morning.

As expected, Kim Ji-cheol was already out.

“Here it is.”

“thank you.”

“But what is the Aum Shinrikyo written in blue on the board?”

“Watch carefully. I have to go check with the professor today. And I have something to do in the afternoon.”

Kim Ji-cheol looked at me while sipping his mixed coffee.

“I think the plan needs to change a bit. I’m going to see the professor right now. I already talked to him when I got to work. I’ll give you his phone number later.”

I handed him the USB drive where I had copied the video.

“Tell me about the facts written in blue there, and check if the religion in this video is a new cult.”

“All right.”

“After you finish talking to the professor, come back by two o’clock. We have somewhere we need to go together afterward.”

He crumpled up the coffee cup he had finished drinking and threw it in the trash can.

“Where should I go? Should I go to Bulgaksa Temple again? I really don’t want to go… I had a strange nightmare last night.”

“No, not there. I think we need to meet the family of Han Ji-min, who we sentenced to death.”

“suddenly?”

“I’ll look into that family, so be sure to come in by two o’clock.”

“Okay, I understand.”

I took a sip of iced Americano.

The savory taste filled my mouth and accelerated my head.

“There’s something I need to confirm with Han Ji-min’s family.”

bang.

I grimaced as I pounded the table.

“I think we need to find out who killed him.”

“Okay, I’ll be back soon. But why is that suddenly connected to the Jeong Yu-ra case?”

Kim Ji-cheol muttered to himself, grabbed his USB, and set off.

I left the Japanese language professor’s phone number on my cell phone.

dump.

He sat down and touched his head.

“That’s right. I should have known then, but I guess I was stupid when I was a military prosecutor.”

dripping.

While I was thinking for a moment, someone knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

She came in with an awkward expression.

“This is Hyun-ah Lee. I was transferred here from the strongest prosecutor’s office.”

“The strongest inspector sent me. I thought he would say no.”

Lee Hyun-ah smiled awkwardly.

“Prosecutor Choi Kang-han is scheduled to be transferred to the Special Investigation Division in a month. I think he liked the case he handled with Prosecutor Kang Ji-hyeok.”

You said you were transferred to the special forces?

Why didn’t you tell me?

“I’m telling you this just in case, but this is a secret order. Given Prosecutor Choi’s old-fashioned personality, I think he’ll really keep it a secret.”

“Well, hyung… no, that’s more like Prosecutor Choi. You.”

Sigh.

He smiled with his iced Americano in his mouth.

Secretary Lee Hyeon-a is quick-witted.

That’s exactly why I liked it!

It was good of you to bring us here.

“I’m sorry, but there’s someone I need to see urgently.”

“Who is it?”

She found a well-lit spot and sat down.

“There’s a person named Lieutenant Han Ji-min… Please contact the Ministry of National Defense and find information on his family. Where is his military number….”

While I was opening the drawer, Secretary Lee Hyeon-ah answered.

“I know. You’re the suspect in the murder case of Private Park Chung-deuk that Prosecutor Kang Ji-hyeok handled when he was a military prosecutor, right?”

She spoke to me with bright eyes.

As expected, Secretary Lee Hyeon-ah was a good choice.

“That’s right. Please find it. Right now.”