My Calling Is Profiler [EN]: Chapter 223

One Big Score

So, avoiding those eyes and coming to Korea is practically impossible.

“Hmm…”

“We’ll know once we catch them.”

“Once we catch them, you say…”

He wasn’t wrong. It’s possible if we catch them.

“What if they meet somewhere else?”

“Other police chiefs won’t ignore Chief Joo Hak-in’s words.”

If Park Do-joon were to step in and cause trouble, they might ignore or deliberately disregard it, but if Chief Joo Hak-in leaks the information, they’ll probably move quickly.

“Then Chief Joo can just sit back and share the credit.”

Joo Hak-in’s eyes twinkled at those words. It was a deal where he had nothing to lose.

“So, how many people do you need?”

# One Big Score

It wasn’t difficult for Park Do-joon to monitor the Kangryong Clan. From the start, the Kangryong Clan didn’t really try to hide themselves. Of course, they couldn’t have imagined that Park Do-joon would notice their activities.

And not long after he started monitoring them, they began to move busily.

“Move quickly!”

The mob rushed and started getting into cars all at once. Park Do-joon, with his belly sticking out as usual, watched the scene while sucking on an ice cream. He looked so much like a typical incompetent man out of work, blankly staring at them, that the Kangryong Clan didn’t pay any attention and started to leave. Park Do-joon watched them go, then picked up his phone and made a call.

“They’ve left.”

-Isn’t this dangerous?

“It’s dangerous, so I asked the Gyeonggi Northern Provincial Police Agency for help, right?”

-I guess so. But won’t you get caught?

“Well, I have to make sure I don’t get caught.”

The guys who gathered won’t go straight to the scene. They need to get their tools and weapons first.

Naturally, they headed to their organization’s hideout, and in the meantime, Park Do-joon got into his car and started tailing them from a distance. There was no need to rush. There was no chance they would just rush in and attack.

‘They’ll probably hide and wait for an opportunity.’

That’s how they can exploit a weakness. So, Park Do-joon leisurely followed them.

The Kangryong Clan was either excited or anticipating the plan for today, and they didn’t notice Park Do-joon following them at all. They headed to an empty piece of land in northern Gyeonggi Province.

To be exact, it was a new industrial land development zone. But even though it was designated as an industrial zone and cleared, it was still an empty space without any industrial facilities. In that place, they could definitely avoid people’s eyes. Even if over a hundred people fought there, no one would know.

“Hmm. Is that so?”

Park Do-joon watched the vehicles heading towards the development zone and subtly changed direction, heading the other way. He couldn’t follow them any further without getting caught.

“But this alone is enough.”

In this place, conversely, there’s no way to escape. There’s nothing around.

“Shall we collect them all today?”

Park Do-joon smiled as he held his phone.

Drug-free Korea. That’s a glory that has already disappeared. Now, you can easily find drugs just by going to any club in Seoul.

Even so-called ‘date rape drugs,’ known as ‘mulppong’ [a type of liquid drug often used for sexual assault], are commonly distributed among the bad guys.

Of course, the police are trying to stop it, but they can’t stop all drug trafficking.

The biggest problem is that there are too many so-called powerful people among those who distribute drugs.

From those who openly distribute drugs in their clubs to even the daughters of conglomerate chairmen importing hundreds of kilograms of drugs, it’s not easy to stop.

The biggest problem is that it’s not easy to find the lines that supply these drugs.

Vroom!

Large trucks cut through the darkness. The trucks slowly avoided people’s eyes and headed to places where they were rare.

A place where no one is. A time when people don’t pass by.

The vehicles drove on the newly opened road with nothing on it and arrived at the empty city.

And dozens of other vehicles followed behind.

They arrived at one place and got out of the cars.

“Send the signal.”

“Yes, boss.”

At the words of the man who got out of the van following the truck, the man who was riding in the van flicked the vehicle’s lights somewhere as a signal.

And after a while, three vehicles slowly appeared from the darkness. Three people got out of each vehicle, and the woman at the head of them spoke with a dissatisfied expression.

“Gindo-san, I think this is too much? Over 40 people came.”

“Considering the stakes, it couldn’t be helped.”

The man called Gindo tried to speak in a low voice, but you could feel the tremendous pressure inside.

“Well, I know the situation. So, is everything you’re handing over this time all of it?”

“For now, it’s all of it. By the way, can you cash out all of this?”

“I said I’d trade because it’s possible. You know where our wealth comes from.”

“Well, that’s true.”

If it’s money coming from the Triads [Chinese organized crime syndicates], it’s more than enough to cash out.

“But why Korea, not China?”

“The crackdown has gotten worse in China these days. It’s also more profitable to distribute it in Korea for now.”

“That’s true too.”

Drugs sell for more in Korea than in poor China.

“By the way, I heard you’ve pioneered a new route? But what is it?”

They said it was a big deal, that they had pioneered a new drug import route this time and that they would be able to import drugs regardless of quantity. But what they saw was a large truck. To be exact, a seafood truck.

“You’re not bringing us sashimi to share, are you?”

“Of course not. This is the drug.”

“This is the drug?”

At those words, the female boss of the Kangryong Clan asked back as if she was dumbfounded.

“You’re not saying you brought it in seawater, are you?”

“I can’t do that. How much money would it cost to refine it?”

The man said that and sent a signal, and one of the gang members climbed onto the live fish truck. Then he pulled out a wriggling fish from inside.

“It looks delicious, but I didn’t order any fish.”

The woman’s eyes were getting sharper. Then the Yakuza man chuckled and gestured once more. At that signal, the man pulled out another fish. But unlike the previous one, that fish was still and didn’t move.

“Bring it here.”

“Yes, boss.”

When he brought it, a subordinate next to the man took out a small jackknife and handed it over. And the man stabbed it into the dead fish without hesitation. And after a while, white powder came out from inside.

“Korea imports a huge amount of live fish from Japan every year.”

And that live fish is usually brought in these live fish trucks.

“It’s a little annoying, though.”

Making fish-shaped containers was a little difficult, but not very difficult. The shape came out very easily, but it wasn’t easy to make it look like a live fish floating in the water, not just floating on the water.

“So I put a small gas tank on the back and lead weights on the bottom.”

By doing so, the fish-like drug container succeeded in floating in the water like other fish.

Anyway, waterproofing isn’t a particularly difficult technology these days.

“And I brought it with regular fish, hahaha.”

“Don’t tell me?”

“Yeah, Koreans don’t really care about live fish.”

First, if they open the lid and there are fish inside, it passes. Sometimes, they don’t even open the lid because it’s a hassle.

And under current law, Japanese seafood trucks that enter Korea can drive.

Even if that’s difficult, it’s enough to just switch it at a suitable location.

“Even those damn dogs don’t know.”

The smell is blocked in three layers. Once when packaging the drug, once when putting it in a fish-shaped container, and finally with seawater.

No matter how much of a dog it is, it can’t smell drugs in a tank full of fish with all kinds of fishy smells.

No, in the first place, drug dogs don’t even inspect these seafood vehicles.

“With this, I can supply drugs as you want.”

“Ohohohoho! I learned something good.”

The woman smiled and gestured behind her. And some men from the truck behind brought a large bag.

“Check it out.”

The woman handed it over and slowly backed away. The Yakuza received it and opened the bag wide. Then he looked at the woman with a strange look.

“What are you doing?”

The bag was full. But instead of the expected dollars, it was full of all kinds of trash.

“What else? You’re going to die today. Hohoho!”

The woman said with a laugh.

“You’re going to die here today. By the way, how can I thank you? Thanks to you, I can easily import drugs into Korea.”

“You son of a bitch!”

The man, realizing that something had gone wrong, threw the bag full of trash and took out a three-section baton from his chest and swung it. Then it lengthened, revealing a grim aura with a whoosh.

“How stupid. That’s why they say Japanese bastards have no concept.”

The woman sneered, and at the same time, people rose from the darkness around them. The guys who had been lying down covered in dirt stood grimly, each holding their own weapon.

“Y-you bastard.”

The Yakuza side, realizing the situation, stared at the rising guys with great tension. And there was one more gaze watching them.

“Oh my, I’m going crazy. What do we do? Huh? What do we do?”

The police officer in charge of this case was rolling his feet with a pale face. That’s because even when nearly 40 people got out of the Yakuza’s vehicles, it was a threat. Of course, he thought that it would somehow work out because they had more numbers.

But looking at the number of people rising, it looked like 80, no, at least 100 people.

‘Did they recruit additional personnel? That’s possible.’

Park Do-joon considered the possibilities while watching it. It’s not actually impossible. It’s natural that there are bad guys among the Chinese, and in some ways, it’s good to exploit them.

There’s no reason to take responsibility for them like other gang members. Even if they die here while working, it’s okay to just bury them somewhere.

“What do you mean, what do we do? We have to suppress them right away.”

“Suppress them? Hey! What if something goes wrong? Are you going to take responsibility if people get hurt? Huh?”

The police special forces commander wanted to run out and beat them all up right away, but he couldn’t. The operation manager was tackling him.

“There are at least 150 people. Do you think it’s possible for no one to get hurt?”

“No, damn it. What was it, even if you miss one innocent victim, catch ten thieves, there’s a saying like that!”

“It’s the opposite. Even if you miss ten thieves, don’t make even one innocent victim. And why are those bastards innocent?”

In fact, the situation there, seen through the telescope, could not be accurately confirmed. But it was clear that the two groups were already prepared to fight. From the fact that they had even dug into the ground to hide, it seemed that the Kangryong Clan had no intention of letting anyone live.

“We have to go and suppress them right away!”

“No, I said it’s not allowed! What if someone dies? Rather, watch and see until they sort things out among themselves to some extent… !”

My Calling Is Profiler [EN]

My Calling Is Profiler [EN]

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[English Translation] Delve into the captivating world of criminal psychology with 'My Calling Is Profiler.' He may not measure the ocean's depths, but he possesses an extraordinary gift: the ability to fathom the human heart. Witness the rise of a profiler who can dissect the minds of criminals with unnerving accuracy. But his talents extend beyond the realm of lawbreakers. Prepare to see the world through his eyes as he deciphers the hidden motives and intricate patterns that shape our reality. A thrilling journey into the depths of the human psyche awaits!

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