The Cop Is Too Strong [EN]: Chapter 92

O’Kyung urgently stopped the team leader mid-sentence.

“Our team leader is too modest. Anyone would think the Violent Crimes Unit team leader only knows how to play billiards.”

Kim Young-joon couldn’t care less about their teasing. He was just sweating, trying to keep track of how many times they had hit the ball.

Tick.

“Oops, slipped.”

After scoring 8 points in one turn, including the last ball, the team leader faked a miss and passed the turn to the opponent.

But the ball position was terrible.

“D, did you do that on purpose…”

“If I did this on purpose, would I be a pro? Why would I be a cop if I could be a billiards player?”

The opponent, who had been so confident, was nowhere to be seen. In the end, they couldn’t score a single point, and it was O’Kyung’s turn.

The youngest member stuck close to the team leader and asked,

“Team leader, why are you so good at billiards?”

The team leader, twirling the cue stick with his toes, replied cynically,

“Oh, my family owned a billiards hall. I was the worst player in my family.”

“Wow…”

It was the team leader’s turn again, and he taunted the opponent with trick shots.

When it was the team leader’s third turn, the game ended. Kim Young-joon’s team was completely defeated. As soon as it was over, Young-joon started to complain.

“This is a scam! How dare you scam in front of the police?”

“Ha, this guy… you’re acting pathetic. Tell me, what’s the scam?”

Young-joon hesitated at O’Kyung’s confident demeanor, then pointed at the team leader and shouted.

“Th, that guy is a former player! How can a Violent Crimes Unit team leader play billiards like that?”

The team leader, who had been listening quietly, rummaged through his pockets.

“Ah, I left my wallet behind. But, Officer Kim Young-joon? Or is it Inspector?”

Young-joon didn’t answer and looked at the team leader with a complex expression. The team leader sighed softly and continued.

“You should have checked whether I was a player or a cop before the game, since you’re a cop. Isn’t that right?”

Just then, the youngest member handed the team leader his wallet.

“You left it with me earlier.”

“Oh, thanks. Well, is that settled? Or should we go check with the Commissioner General, who’s also in this hotel?”

Young-joon bit his lower lip and avoided eye contact.

“…No, that’s alright.”

O’Kyung slowly approached, grabbed his shoulder, and said in a low voice.

“Well, I bet my wife, so you have to keep your promise, right?”

“Kang-suk, that’s, no, I was wrong. You’re right, I don’t have any close friends, and to put it bluntly, I live to show off. I’m sorry.”

“All sorts of things come out for just one bet. Have you ever seen this before?”

O’Kyung asked the team members behind Young-joon. They turned their heads, ashamed of their team leader.

“Well, it’s just a bet, a game. How can you bet someone’s life on a game? Especially a cop, right? It was a joke, I was just joking.”

“Shut your mouth. Then let’s do this, just take one slap, no hard feelings, okay?”

Young-joon looked around and quickly went into humble mode.

“A slap? But here…”

“Then in the billiards hall bathroom.”

“Okay, I understand. Thanks, buddy, for accommodating me. I won’t forget this favor.”

Young-joon thought that changing the bet from his job to a slap was a good deal.

“Okay, but not me, who wants to do it out of you two spectators?”

At O’Kyung’s words, Hae-soo and the youngest member raised their hands at the same time. They made eye contact and naturally clasped hands.

“Senior, please yield this one to me.”

“No way, what an opportunity.”

Crack-

The faces of the two, competing in grip strength, turned red, and eventually the youngest member gave up.

So, Hae-soo, Young-joon, and O’Kyung moved to the billiards hall bathroom. O’Kyung was the cameraman to prevent any later disputes.

Hae-soo and Young-joon stood facing each other in the men’s bathroom. Young-joon’s body began to tremble from the overwhelming energy he had briefly sensed from Hae-soo before starting the billiards game.

“Then I’ll do it. Clench your molars so your teeth don’t fall out, and if you move, your eardrums will burst. Stay still.”

“Why are you making such a big deal out of a slap…”

Young-joon clenched his molars as Hae-soo said. At the same time, Hae-soo’s hand moved. It was a light blow that didn’t twist his waist or pull his shoulder back.

Smack-!

Young-joon felt like a dump truck’s side mirror had hit his face. Just as he thought his cheek was burning, he lost consciousness.

O’Kyung handed the unconscious Young-joon over to his team members, and the billiards hall incident was over.

After that day, Kim Young-joon avoided O’Kyung whenever they happened to meet in the hotel.

“Oh, that was refreshing. That jerk, acting so high and mighty.”

Hae-soo glared at Young-joon’s quickly disappearing back.

“You can tear apart anyone who goes after a detective’s family.”

“Okay, okay, I know, don’t say things like that with such a fierce look, people will avoid you.”

*

The next morning.

O’Kyung and the team leader were fast asleep, snoring, while Hae-soo and the youngest member met at the top-floor fitness center as if they had made a promise.

“I knew I’d find you here, Senior.”

“Being able to work out with this view in the morning is every man’s dream.”

“That’s right. It’s only been a week, but I can’t miss a single day.”

“Then, shall we begin?”

Hae-soo and the youngest member started with a simple run. However, even though it wasn’t even seven o’clock yet, young women had already taken over the treadmills.

They all had their long hair neatly tied back and were wearing leggings and tank tops.

The youngest member, who usually didn’t pay attention to women, couldn’t help but be amazed.

“They’re really amazing. I thought women working out in those outfits only appeared in dramas.”

“Well, Seoul is a passionate place. We can’t lose.”

Hae-soo and the youngest member joined them and slowly started to warm up. After more than 20 minutes, they both started to increase the speed competitively, running at level 12.

Thump thump thump thump thump!

“Wh, what is it, scary.”

The two large, scary-looking men were thumping so loudly that the two women in between them felt scared and left.

“The view is great, and it’s a feast for the eyes, so my exercise capacity is doubled!”

“We need to break our limits at times like this, 20 more!”

“Yes, sir!”

People didn’t approach them because of their fierce looks and fierce muscles.

*

After a simple morning workout, they wandered around the hotel and it quickly became evening.

The team leader lay on the sofa, scratching his stomach, and muttered.

“The food here is really good, fancy and all, but I strangely crave pork belly. I guess that’s just my constitution.”

O’Kyung agreed with the team leader.

“Me too, let’s go eat pork belly; they don’t have it here.”

The team leader immediately got up and prepared to go out.

“Anyway, people have to eat what they’re used to eating. What are you doing? Get ready too.”

“Yes, sir.”

So, at dinner time, they left the hotel and looked for a nearby pork belly restaurant.

They found one and went inside, but Jo Ara and the Violent Crimes team were already there. The Commissioner General, wearing hiking clothes and looking like a neighborhood 아저씨 [ajusshi – middle-aged man], was among them. The Commissioner General seemed quite excited.

“The alcohol goes down 쭉 쭉쭉쭉 [jjuk jjuk jjuk jjuk – a Korean onomatopoeia for gulping down drinks], until when will we shoulder dance- ”

“Dad, Dad, please, drink quickly, you! Stop doing the shoulder dance, Dad!”

“I will drink, Father-in-law!”

Thud

Just before the large team member was about to drink, the Commissioner General reached out like lightning and grabbed his wrist. A cold aura emanated.

“What did you just say?”

“I, I’m sorry! I take it back! I have committed a mortal sin!”

“Right? Then, young man, a carrot shot it is-”

The Commissioner General, who had been enthusiastically adding intonation, suddenly froze. He had made eye contact with the Violent Crimes Unit, who were just entering.

He quickly put on a stern expression and greeted them.

“Has the Violent Crimes Unit, which is responsible for violent crimes in our Chungnam, arrived?”

“Yes, Commissioner General, were you here?”

“Yes, well, you’ve come at a good time, how about joining us? Is that okay?”

“Ah, that’s fine!”

“Yes, come on in.”

The tables were quickly joined, and nine people sat around.

They didn’t know each other, but because they were people with the same job and the same hardships, it quickly became lively.

However, unlike his 산적 [sanjuk – mountain bandit]-like appearance, the youngest member was shy. Jo Ara’s team was scared of him.

“Why is that person frowning? Scary.”

“Does he not like us…”

“His body is intimidating, and his expression is intimidating too.”

O’Kyung, who had become relatively friendly, grabbed the youngest member and introduced him.

“Ah, this is our cute youngest member! He’s just shy right now. He’s a bit bashful. Aww, so cute.”

O’Kyung pinched the youngest member’s cheeks. The youngest member bowed deeply.

“I, I’m sorry, seniors! I’m a bit shy.”

“Oh, you have a face that looks like you’d chew up the grill, but you’re shy.”

“Hyung [older brother/male friend], don’t make fun of people’s faces; go look in the mirror before you say things like that.”

“The team leader is worse, sob.”

However, the shyness was only temporary, and as everyone’s topics of conversation became similar, the youngest member quickly adapted and later became excited, rattling off heroic tales about Hae-soo.

“…So, Senior slammed that guy into the ceiling 쾅 [kwang – onomatopoeia for a bang]!!”

“You’re talking like you saw it yourself.”

“I saw the scene, I saw the scene. Haha.”

Whenever the youngest member opened his mouth, it was about Hae-soo. Jo Ara’s team members clapped and agreed after hearing Hae-soo and the youngest member’s values ​​regarding how to treat criminals.

“Exactly! I don’t know if we’re supposed to catch criminals or escort them like VIPs; that’s why there are so many cops who hesitate at the scene. Detective Shin is really cool.”

“That’s right. So, in the past, he got a lot of disciplinary action for excessive force and suffered from debt because he had to pay settlements. But these days, even if you use force to your heart’s content, you don’t get disciplined easily. The higher-ups protect you.”

Hae-soo’s gaze briefly rested on the team leader and then stopped at the Commissioner General. At the sight, Jo Ara nudged the Commissioner General with her elbow and gave him a thumbs up.

“Oh~ Dad, you’re kind of cool?”

“Hehe, well, I didn’t do anything; the station chief and the team leader have been doing well since before. I just added a spoon, a spoon.”

With the Commissioner General here, the detectives frankly expressed their difficulties in catching criminals.

“…That’s why the police’s public authority is at rock bottom these days on the internet! They treat the police like pushovers!”

쾅 [kwang – onomatopoeia for a bang]!

At that moment, Jo Ara slammed the table with both hands and jumped up.

“Exactly! Now that I think about it, I’m getting angry? I should have castrated that pervert back then!”

“Well, that’s a bit…”

Hae-soo smiled at Jo Ara. The combination of Jo Ara getting angry and the team members stopping her was strangely funny and nice to see.

As the atmosphere became more convivial, Hae-soo got up.

“I’ll go buy some ice cream.”

“Oh, I want a twisted donut bar!”

“I’ll go with you, Senior!”

“Ah, I need to go to the bathroom too.”

“Let’s go together!”

The detectives who smoked exchanged glances and moved outside.

That’s how it became a break time, and later, out of consideration, they started to leave, so only the Commissioner General and Jo Ara were left. However.

“Dad, I need to go to the bathroom too; wait a minute.”

“Oh? Um…”

Jo Ara didn’t know that. So, only the Commissioner General was left alone in that spot.

“Hehe, well, it’s awkward.”

Just as the Commissioner General was enduring the awkwardness and taking a selfie with his phone.

Creak-!

A group with fierce expressions and tattoos all over their bodies burst through the door. At first glance, there seemed to be at least ten of them.

Their appearance caused a moment of silence even though the store was full. Everyone was busy avoiding their gaze.

“Ptooey-! Ugh, damn it, why are there so many people when it’s already past eight? There’s no space.”

“If there’s no space, we can make some.”

A man with a large scar from his forehead to the top of his head swaggered over to the Commissioner General, who was taking a selfie. Then, he tapped the empty chair and said in a threatening tone.

“Hey, hey, 아저씨 [ajusshi – middle-aged man]! If you’re done eating, you should get out of here. Why are you taking pictures? You’re old as hell.”

“Hmm? Hehe, young man, I’ll give you a chance; disappear from my sight by the time I count to three.”

“What? Ha, is this old man senile? Do you want your tongue pulled out here?”

The man grabbed the Commissioner General’s collar and raised his thick hand. The Commissioner General steadily spread out three fingers and folded them one by one.

“…Three.”

At the same time, a size 240 foot flew into the man’s temple.