My Calling Is Profiler [EN]: Chapter 185

The company’s vehicles are safe, but their designs are so outdated that Koreans tend to avoid the brand.

In fact, that particular model was made incredibly sturdy, but its design was also notoriously clunky.

It’s definitely not the kind of car a female celebrity would drive. With that kind of money, they could get an imported van for business purposes.

“The police keep pressuring me about why I was there!”

He had no reason to be there. Even if they suspected attempted murder and attacked him, he wouldn’t have been able to say anything.

Of course, he hadn’t told his lawyer that he was hired to commit murder, so it was difficult for the lawyer to defend him.

In reality, he had a separate work truck and a car for personal use, and there was no reason for him to take that particular vehicle, which was full of concrete and had terrible fuel efficiency, there.

Of course, from the perspective of someone hired to do the job, he calculated that the load had to be heavy to ensure a fatal accident.

“The other side’s lawyer came. They’re proceeding with a civil lawsuit as well.”

“How much are they asking for?”

“45 billion won.”

“What? That crazy bastard! Is that even possible?”

“But our lawyer says it’s not impossible.”

In the event of an accident, the standard for damages is usually based on the amount of money the person could have earned in their lifetime.

In other words, the total amount they could have earned in the future plus the current damages is the compensation.

Of course, just because we claim they could have earned 10 billion won doesn’t mean it will all be accepted.

So, usually, they take the average of the past three years and multiply it by the number of years they could have worked.

In Woo Joo-hye’s case, she earned 2.4 billion won three years ago, 5.5 billion won two years ago, and 15 billion won last year. So, the average is 7.6 billion won.

And she’s only twenty-eight years old. Of course, considering she’s a female actress, her career might be short, but she’s just starting to take off, and her performance is exploding, even winning awards at international film festivals. Plus, older actresses are making strides these days. Therefore, the 45 billion won they’re asking for isn’t an impossible amount.

Even if it’s not accepted and only 1/10th of it is awarded, Joo Dong-kyung would have to work like a slave for the rest of his life—no, he wouldn’t be able to pay it off even if he worked like a slave for the rest of his life.

“I’ll take care of it.”

“If you don’t solve this, I’m going to spill everything.”

Bang!

At those words, Lee Don-jung slammed the table hard.

“I said I’d take care of it, you bastard! Do you want to die!”

“Heeik!”

“This bastard, now! Do I look like a pushover to you?”

The thought that a mere truck driver dared to come to him and raise his voice made Lee Don-jung’s blood boil.

“This bastard really… wants to see blood!”

He got up and grabbed a baseball bat from one corner.

“Get lost, you bastard!”

“Yes, yes! I trust you’ll take care of it.”

Joo Dong-kyung hurriedly left the place at the sight of Lee Don-jung’s fierce expression. And Lee Don-jung gritted his teeth.

“That crazy bastard…”

He was trying to use him because he was in a good position to cause an accident, but things got twisted.

“Damn it. That bitch. She should have died.”

Then everything would have been clean. That bitch would be dead, and Joo Dong-kyung would go to jail. He wouldn’t want to take the blame for murder, so he’d go and keep his mouth shut for about two years, and then when he came out, he’d give him about 50 million won, and it would all be settled neatly.

He wouldn’t do it if he had to go to jail from the start, but after it happened, he’d have to think about the future, so he’d have no choice but to accept it, so that was the method he used…

“This damn it.”

But Woo Joo-hye survived, and things got twisted. It would have been clean if she had died, but she survived and is suspecting him.

Lee Don-jung was extremely uncomfortable with this situation.

Lee Don-jung stared at the door Joo Dong-kyung had left through for a long time before pressing the intercom.

“Tell Secretary Yang to come in.”

-Yes, Chairman.

A man entered a moment later. But instead of greeting him, he smiled bitterly. What caught his eye was the baseball bat in Lee Don-jung’s hand.

“Hyung [older brother or close male friend, used respectfully], looks like you got worked up again.”

“You know, I told you to bring someone who could do the job, but what did you do? Why did you bring such a moron?”

“That’s why he’s easy to use, isn’t he? It’s not easy to handle accidents with anyone else, Hyung. These days, every car is full of black boxes [dashcams].”

“Keueung…”

“Besides, that damn bitch is too famous, so it’s hard for us to touch her directly.”

“That damn bitch. She should have come and sucked up to me when I was being nice to her…”

When Lee Don-jung realized that she was distancing herself from him, he couldn’t help but be furious.

“Is this bitch ignoring me?”

She was lucky enough to become a celebrity instead of ending up in a bar. The fact that she, who would have been under him and panting if she had gone to a bar, was acting aloof and pretending not to know him made Lee Don-jung extremely angry.

And stalkers can’t stand the thought of being ignored.

“That bitch and that bastard are the same!”

And Secretary Yang knew what that meant.

“Shall we take care of it?”

“What if we don’t? Are you going to let him go to the police station and blab about us?”

“No.”

Secretary Yang shook his head from side to side.

Park Do-joon knew that Lee Don-jung would move.

“He’ll probably want it to look like a suicide.”

Criminals don’t easily change their style of crime. Especially in the case of murder.

“Currently, Lee Don-jung probably thinks he’s already on the police’s radar. And he probably is.”

He didn’t say his name at the press conference, but the police know everything. He told Park Do-joon, and Park Do-joon put it in the report.

“Besides, from what I’ve heard, it seems like everyone who needs to know already knows?”

“From the perspective of an agency that controls celebrities, a stalker is like a natural disaster.”

Even celebrities who earn tens of billions of won every year can have their lives ruined if they meet the wrong stalker.

There were cases of people throwing hydrochloric acid in female celebrities’ faces and even being murdered.

That’s why it’s normal to try to avoid people with those tendencies.

“So, he’ll definitely try to conceal the incident to avoid being identified.”

“Then it’ll be one of two things, an accident or suicide.”

“It’ll be suicide.”

Park Do-joon said with certainty. Lee Ji-soo, who had been listening quietly, asked.

“Why?”

“It’s too much of a burden to handle it as a car accident.”

Joo Dong-kyung, who almost killed someone in a car accident, dies in another car accident? It’s bound to look strange to people.

“Besides, Joo Dong-kyung isn’t in a situation where he’s likely to have an accident.”

After the media showed interest, Joo Dong-kyung hasn’t left his house. There’s no way someone like that would suddenly drive a car, right?

“Killing him in an accident also involves the risk of having to find someone else. But Joo Dong-kyung’s situation is a bit different now. It’s not strange for him to commit suicide.”

The whole nation is tracking him. And they’re watching every move he makes.

His face hasn’t been revealed yet, but there are already tons of people on the internet digging into his personal information.

“Plus, there’s the 45 billion won lawsuit. It’s not strange for him to commit suicide.”

“Senior, are you just planning to leave him alone until then?”

“Is there any reason for me to stop it?”

Of course, as a police officer, he should stop it. But stopping it won’t stop Lee Don-jung from trying to kill Joo Dong-kyung.

The moment he knows they tried to kill him, Joo Dong-kyung will tell them everything about Lee Don-jung.

“I can stop it for a while. Maybe I can buy him some time to escape. But after that? The police can’t protect Joo Dong-kyung from Lee Don-jung forever, can they?”

In reality, it’s impossible.

If that happens, the whole nation will really rise up. The police are guarding a contract killer 24 hours a day to protect him? Would the public accept that?

The fundamental story that human life is precious won’t convince people even if you talk about it for ten thousand years.

“But Joo Dong-kyung is holed up at home. How do you get him out?”

“One phone call will get him out, what do you mean.”

Park Do-joon shrugged his shoulders.

On a moonless night, as Park Do-joon predicted, Joo Dong-kyung sneaked out of his house late at night to avoid people. And he got into a car that was waiting for him a little away from his house and quietly started moving.

The place he arrived at after driving for a while. He got out of the car there, looking around. A car slowly approached him.

“President? [Referring to the boss or chairman of a company]”

“The president doesn’t come himself.”

A voice heard from the darkness.

At that moment, the lights of the car hidden in the darkness turned on. Joo Dong-kyung squinted, shielding his eyes from the light.

“The president’s not here?”

“The president wouldn’t move for something like this.”

“Well, I understand. Just give me the money quickly.”

Joo Dong-kyung said as if it were obvious.

“Money? I’ll give it to you.”

The man gestured into the darkness.

But Joo Dong-kyung flinched at the next words.

“I have to give you some pocket money you need to go to the afterlife.”

“What, what did you say?”

Only then did Joo Dong-kyung realize that something was wrong. He desperately looked around.

And he could see the men slowly coming out from behind his car, where he had just gotten out.

People approaching in a formation as if surrounding him.

“…This damn it.”

No matter how stupid Joo Dong-kyung is, he’s not so stupid that he doesn’t know what’s about to happen in this situation.

Of course, he tried to escape.

But the next moment, lights turned on in the darkness, and two more cars appeared.

“Try running.”

At those words, Joo Dong-kyung looked tearful. No matter how fast he runs, he can’t be faster than a car. He sensed that his end was today.

“Kehk! Sa, save me! Save me!”

Joo Dong-kyung was standing under a tree in the forest, his neck tied with a nylon rope.

“Just bear with it for a moment, and you’ll be comfortable.”

“I, I’ll never ask for money again! I’ll quietly go to jail as you tell me! Sa, save me, please…!”

“It’s already too late.”

The man said as if he were annoyed. He shouted to the men who were working on something on the tree.

“Are you still not done?”

“We’re almost done. We’re tying it securely.”

“Why isn’t this bastard bringing the ladder?”

At that moment, one of his subordinates approached with a ladder.

“Hyung, I brought the ladder.”

“Why are you so late?”

“I had to buy the ladder with that bastard’s card… I was looking for a store without CCTV around here.”

“Install it quickly.”

“Yes, Hyung.”

The man who installed the ladder on the tree looked at the boss’s face.

“Hyung, it’s done.”

“Raise it.”

“Ah, no! Save me. I’ll do anything, so please save me!”

But instead, the men pulled the rope connected to the resisting Joo Dong-kyung from behind.

“Just hold your breath for 3 minutes. Then it’ll be over soon.”

The man said with a smirk, and at the same time, Joo Dong-kyung’s breath was cut off.

“Keeeek!”

Joo Dong-kyung struggled to loosen it, but he couldn’t cut the rope with his hands, which were already tied with cable ties.

Even if his hands could reach, he couldn’t cut the nylon rope with his bare hands.