The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth - Chapter 32.3

Quodu’s Infancy (3)

“Who in Gunbaek? Nam Sae-Ha?”

“I don’t really know any names. Every time they arranged a meeting, it was someone like a secretary who came and spoke to me.”

Nam Sae-Ha was the second son of Gunbaek Construction.

It looks like I would have to check whether the sponsor was his older brother, or Nam Sae-Ha himself.

I stared intently at Myeong Bo-Hoon.

In any case, just how should I deal with this guy now?

The problem was, if I dragged this guy to the police station, how could I explain that I had found out this guy was part of Quodu.

In its early days, the name ‘Quodo’ was only ever secretly communicated within the organization.

This guy must also be feeling very curious at the moment.

Wondering just how I managed to uncover his identity.

The best thing would be to just leave him in place, so I could keep digging for more information, but…

“You, if I let you go, you’re just going to run away, aren’t you?”

“Me? No. I would never.”

Myeong Bo-Hoon was even waving his hands in protest as he denied this.

But I could clearly see from his eyes that he was intending to flee at the first chance he got.

If he managed to escape to China, I wouldn’t be able to do anything to chase him down.

I handcuffed both his wrists and led him out the door.

“P-president!”

“Yan-Ji!”

“Hey now. You two are so noisy.”

As he was being arrested, Myeong Bo-Hoon and Yan-Ji called out to each other.

I shoved him into the back seat of my car and drove to Yongsan.

“P-please spare me!”

Myeong Bo-Hoon howled this as he bowed his head down to the floor.

I felt like I had just become a kidnapper.

I drove into a familiar alley and parked the car.

“Stay here and be a good boy.”

Making sure that his handcuffs were firmly fastened to the car door, I climbed up the building’s stairs.

Bee-be-beep- bee-be-beep-

Just like last time, an alarm like a cuckoo’s cry sounded.

“Chief Ju, are you in?”

I picked up the interphone and held my face against the camera.

Soon, a familiar voice was heard.

-Even if you don’t do that, I can see everything, you brat.

“It’s been a while. I’m here once again because I need to purchase something.”

Click-

The door opened as Chief Ju slowly wheeled his wheelchair towards me.

From his thick glasses to the gloomy atmosphere inside. Everything was unchanged from a year ago.

“What’s going on? For you to drag that lump here with you.”

It seemed like he had seen the whole situation through the exterior CCTV cameras.

I smiled and waved my hand to show that it was nothing much.

“He’s just something I needed to take care of. I’m just here to make a quick purchase and leave. I’d like one tracking device please.”

“The same type as last time?”

“Something similar, but one that can be swallowed.”

“…that’s something you’re only meant to use on animals.”

“It doesn’t matter. That son of bitch isn’t human anyway.”

Quodu coerced people into becoming prostitutes by deceiving them with the promise of a debut.

On top of that, they even took videos to entrap their victims with blackmail, and it wasn’t usual for them to place trackers on the girls just in case they tried to run away.

Well then, I guess I was just returning the favor.

“Ah, and just one more thing.”

“What is it?”

“The set of items that Ha-Seong picks up whenever he comes by, prepare one for me as well.”

“Uh-huh. You want to become a burglar as well? You don’t seem to have the right build for that.”

“It’s not for a burglary. Because I’m just trying to return something to its rightful place.”

Chief Ju adjusted his glasses and gave me an amused smile.

Then he smoothly rolled his wheelchair back inside and entered an inner storeroom.

When he returned, he held a capsule-sized tracker and an extremely small bag in his hands.

“This little guy will keep him company for more than a few trips to the toilet.”

“As expected. That’s quite impressive.”

That should be enough time.

If I can just manage to pick up the Joongmae Gang’s trail, that should also allow me to reveal Quodu’s identity.

“Also, I had this bag prepared in advance because I thought Ha-Seong might be coming soon. You can take it.”

“Thank you so much.”

“No need for thanks. You’re paying for it after all.”

I immediately handed him the cash on the spot and left the building.

Myeong Bo-Hoon was still obediently locked up in the car.

I sat beside him in the backseat and forced his mouth open.

“Ugh! H-hey now, sir! What is that?”

He seemed terrified of taking the unidentified pill.

However it wasn’t easy for him to resist me with his hands cuffed together.

“Relax your lips. It isn’t tasty, so try to swallow quickly.”

“Hold on! Hold on! Are cops allowed to do things like this?”

“Yep. Since I’m just feeding this to an animal like you, it’s fine even if I do this.”

The pill flowed down the back of Myeong Bo-Hoon’s throat.

“Uurp-”

While he was busy trying to retch it back out, I pushed him out of the car.

The tracker should already be fixed, but it’d make a big mess if he threw up in the car.

It was at that moment.

Buzzz- buzzz-

I got a call from Black.