My Calling Is Profiler [EN]: Chapter 313

Some teams actually work only night shifts, and only for four hours.

If you earn 500,000 won for four hours of work, that’s 10 million won a month, even if you only work 20 days. It could be 20 million won if you include day shifts.

“No one said they *don’t* want to do it!”

“I’m telling you to calm down.”

“What am I supposed to do when those bastards act like assholes?”

It wasn’t that Seok-man didn’t want to learn those skills. He just couldn’t stand being looked down upon.

“That’s just how it is in this industry.”

Since it’s a skill that can earn you 10 million won a month if you work hard, they don’t teach it easily. Plus, people working on construction sites naturally become rough.

So, most senior workers, or rather, *masters*, engage in all sorts of power abuse. Therefore, when learning these skills, you have to do so-called ‘tribute’ work, doing chores and sucking up for a short period of two or three years. The problem is that Seok-man isn’t the type to do that.

Seok-man was the type of person whose inferiority complex would explode at the slightest provocation, and his fists would fly first.

“I’ll come back later.”

‘Please don’t come back.’

Honestly, the employment agency didn’t want him to return. But if they said that, he would cause all sorts of trouble again. So, when he came, they pretended not to notice and treated him appropriately.

‘Now he wants to learn skills…’

Seok-man is 44 years old now. It’s the age when other skilled workers are in their prime. Unless they have a really long career, they are generally the same age as the skilled workers or older. So, no one was willing to take him in and teach him now.

“Okay, go.”

As he left, the female employee next to her asked irritably.

“Can’t we just ban that guy from coming here?”

“It would be nice. But that bastard has good connections.”

“Huh?”

“He doesn’t get along with Korean workers, but he’s all buddy-buddy with the Chinese. You know Gahu manpower over there, right?”

“I know.”

“When they told him not to come, do you know what he did? He incited his Chinese friends to sabotage their work for days.”

“Ah, the Chinese do that sometimes.”

Once they form a gang and start targeting a place, the current employment agency doesn’t have any effective countermeasures.

“He took the Chinese guys who couldn’t work that day and caused trouble every day, so Gahu ended up giving them 3 million won or something and asked them to let it go.”

She knew he came here after that, but she couldn’t stop him because she didn’t know what he would do if they didn’t accept him.

“I don’t know what the ghosts are doing. Why don’t they take that bastard away?”

She said that, but she had no idea that the police were coming to get him instead of ghosts.

“Fucking hell.”

Seok-man gritted his teeth as he left his lodging. To establish himself in this industry, he became close with the Chinese, bought them drinks, and hung out with them.

But their gang was always their priority. Of course, if there was a spot left, he would get in first, but there were so many Chinese that there were rarely any spots left.

“Fucking world.”

He gritted his teeth. He dropped out of high school and wasted his time before starting manual labor late. It wasn’t something he wanted to do.

His parents died in an accident while he was in the military, so he had no way to make a living and had no choice but to start manual labor.

He dropped out of high school, but in reality, he dropped out in the first semester of the first year, so it would be more accurate to say he was a middle school graduate. He didn’t realize that this inferiority complex was driving him into a corner.

“Damn it. Fuck.”

He kept cursing, then got up from his seat as if he had made a decision and took out an old cell phone from his inn.

Then he took it and started to slip into a dark alley.

His only means of relieving stress was prank calls. To be exact, he was the type who felt a deep sense of satisfaction when the other person thought he was a big shot and groveled.

-Yes, this is Woogwang Fisheries.

“Hello? Ah, I’m the construction manager of Chungwang 2 Complex, and I’m trying to make a reservation for our company dinner.”

-Ah. Chungwang 2 Complex?

“Yeah, you know there are a lot of people there, right? So I’m trying to make a reservation. Can you accommodate about 80 people?”

-Of course. Just tell us the time, and we’ll clear out the entire restaurant.

It’s not a joke; they have to do that.

The maximum number of people that can enter the restaurant is almost 90.

-We’ll give you good service when you come.

Company dinners for construction companies bring in a lot of money because people who work in construction eat and drink well. There’s even a saying that everyone who works in construction is a heavy drinker.

Moreover, when it’s a company dinner, the company pays for it, so they don’t skimp on expensive things.

For a *횟집* [raw fish restaurant], it’s not impossible to make 10 million won in sales in one dinner, so naturally, the restaurant owner has no choice but to grovel.

“Okay, then make a reservation for 80 people at 7 p.m…”

Just as he was about to make a reservation, someone put their hand on his shoulder.

“Mr. Gu Seok-man? This is the police.”

“…?”

“You are under arrest for obstruction of official duties.”

At those words, Gu Seok-man looked at the man who called him, Park Do-joon, with a look of disbelief.

Then he suddenly turned around and tried to run away.

But there was no way Park Do-joon wouldn’t have anticipated that.

“Where are you going?”

“Keuk!”

Park Do-joon immediately grabbed the back of his neck. So Gu Seok-man fell backward while trying to run away, and other police officers rushed towards him.

“We got this bastard!”

“Wow, did it take that much effort to catch this one bastard?”

Joo Joong-tae laughed in vain, feeling so empty because he was caught too easily.

“Let go! You bastard! Let go!”

Of course, Gu Seok-man struggled to avoid being dragged away, but the police were already convinced that he was the culprit.

Of course.

They were hiding, listening to, and watching him make the call.

“Argh! Let go, you cop bastard!”

Gu Seok-man, who instinctively realized that he was screwed, cried out, but no one felt sorry for him.

Rather, they felt sorry for the countless victims he caused.

“You’re fucked, you bastard.”

Joo Joong-tae smiled with the expression of a missing tooth and was able to handcuff him, and the sound of the ratchet felt clearer than ever.

“It was over 600 million won.”

“600 million? Wow, that’s huge!”

Jeong I-yeon asked, amazed.

“Yeah, it seems like he went around doing pranks like that a lot.”

Gu Seok-man had been doing this for over a decade. However, due to the nature of manual labor, he traveled all over the country, and since the police didn’t take no-shows seriously, the investigation stalled. But as a result of investigating his other crimes, the damage amounted to nearly 600 million won.

“Of course, the damage to each establishment isn’t that big.”

It would be from tens of thousands of won to hundreds of thousands of won. In the case of *횟집* [raw fish restaurants] with high unit prices, it would be a bit more.

“He’s a real 악질 [vicious person].”

He would play pranks like that, and when he started receiving reservation deposits for no-show incidents, he wouldn’t do it there and would target other stores.

Because there were many stores all over the country anyway.

“I don’t know what he’s thinking, that bastard.”

“It’s a way to relieve his inferiority complex.”

Park Do-joon shrugged and said.

“Anyway, he won’t be able to do that anymore.”

Gu Seok-man is desperately making excuses that it’s a prank, but 600 million won in damages cannot be seen as a prank. Of course, he will get a prison sentence.

“Of course, there’s a high possibility that he’ll do it again after he’s released.”

“Then we’ll sue him civilly?”

“That’s right. There’s nothing more the police can do after that.”

If we sue him civilly, he won’t be able to make prank calls. The moment he does, he’ll be identified and driven further into a corner.

“He’s a petty criminal, but it’s amazing.”

“A petty criminal… Well, that’s the trap of petty crime.”

“The trap of petty crime?”

“Yeah, what’s closest to people’s lives is surprisingly petty crime.”

Murder and fraud are also close to people’s lives, but these no-shows and prank calls are also crimes that ultimately have a close connection to people’s lives.

“But profiling is one of the areas that has been completely neglected.”

Although it was a case he happened to take on, it was still a case that made him think a lot.

“Well, there must be more than one or two of these guys across the country. You can’t solve them all, can you?”

“That’s true. But still, this time it will be a bit more organized.”

If reporter Seo Joo-ran writes an article about it, the police won’t be able to avoid checking no-show crimes across the country.

“This time, the guys who commit no-show crimes will be swept away.”

“Well, it’s good that crimes are decreasing one by one. By the way, what are you going to do about your senior?”

“What?”

“That person.”

“Ah~!”

Park Do-joon sighed deeply at those words. Jeong I-yeon was talking about Lee Chang-man.

“I’m not too worried.”

“You’re not?”

“Those guys don’t last long.”

Their behavior patterns are obvious.

And predictable.

“He’ll probably suffer even more than before.”

Park Do-joon was sure of that.

# Enlightenment? What a load of crap.

“What did you say?”

“It’s an important task.”

“I’m a profiler, though?”

“No, do you think this isn’t important? How important is school violence prevention!”

“That’s important. Yes, that’s important. But why are you making me do it?”

School violence prevention is important. I admit that. In the first place, profilers are the ones who shout that prevention is more important than solving all crimes.

“But that’s a problem for the community policing side to take care of.”

Suddenly, it’s a school violence prevention promotion task.

“I’m a profiler.”

“So you’re saying you can’t do it now? Aren’t you a police officer?”

“Haa~!”

Park Do-joon gritted his teeth at Lee Chang-man’s words.

‘So that’s how you’re going to do it.’

I think I know roughly. He’s trying to scratch my nerves and give me only trivial tasks to make me quit on my own. At first, I thought he had scored a hit by assigning me the absurd task of a no-show case, but when Park Do-joon went to the scene and it became a big case that was reported in the media, he was trying to send me to a job where I couldn’t do any profiling at all.

“So you’re saying you can’t do it?”

Lee Chang-man smiled 히죽거리면서 [smirkingly]. As if he knew he was winning. And in reality, there’s no law that says a profiler can’t do that. In the first place, dividing the department internally is for the convenience of work, not to prohibit certain tasks from being done.

“I understand.”

Park Do-joon gritted his teeth and returned to his seat. And when he went there, Lee Ji-soo was sitting there with half her soul gone.

“How is it?”

“I feel like I’m going to die.”

Lee Ji-soo said with a miserable expression.

“I don’t even know if I’m a police officer now, or that bastard’s secretary.”

He keeps calling me and asks me only when there’s something to do, even though there are other people. No, I can understand that much. Because he’s not a profiler, he doesn’t know anything.

A Natural Born Profiler