The Cop Is Too Strong [EN]: Chapter 115

115. I Will Become a Police Officer

Mo Chang-gui’s eyes widened as he saw the person who had grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and slammed him against the wall.

He never dreamed that Shin Hae-soo would appear before him so quickly, especially in a faraway country across the sea.

He had only intended to toy with the naive Japanese police, but his opponent was far from incompetent.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

Hae-soo’s fist, as big as a pot lid, rained down on Mo Chang-gui’s face.

Chang-gui slightly turned his head, narrowly dodging Hae-soo’s fist with minimal movement.

As a result, Hae-soo’s fist smashed into the wall, tearing flesh from Chang-gui’s cheek as it connected with the plaster.

Swish, swish.

Just as Hae-soo was about to launch another attack, Chang-gui slashed at his side with a knife. Hae-soo reflexively blocked the knife with his forearm.

Chang-gui’s brow furrowed slightly. From his experience as a longtime martial artist, he could feel the sensation at the tip of the blade, even though he wasn’t holding it in his hand.

The slash didn’t work because it hit a material that wouldn’t cut through. It wasn’t a stab-proof vest reinforced with steel plates.

“You’re wearing something interesting?”

Chang-gui immediately feinted a swing at Hae-soo’s eyes, then aimed for his neck as he broke away from him.

Swish, swish, swish, bang!

Hae-soo blocked all the attacks with a grim face.

Attacks with predictable targets are easy to defend against. Moreover, Mo Chang-gui couldn’t effectively stab because the tape-wrapped part of the knife would be pushed out by the special stab-proof suit.

His greatest strength, which was to aim for the blood vessels to neutralize his opponents, was nullified.

But Mo Chang-gui was, well, Mo Chang-gui.

Hae-soo easily blocked the incoming slash with a guard and pushed him away with his shoulder.

Mo Chang-gui staggered back a few steps and then thrust his knife toward Hae-soo’s neck again. The moment Hae-soo raised his guard again, Chang-gui’s knee flew in from the blind spot and struck Hae-soo’s side.

Thud!

Hae-soo staggered sideways, feeling a shock that felt like a rib had cracked, and then regained his stance.

Mo Chang-gui grinned as his knee kick landed properly. The heavy sensation he felt in his knee was very satisfying.

“What are you going to do now? You have more places to block, don’t you?”

“You think you can win?”

However.

Mo Chang-gui’s face rapidly hardened at Hae-soo’s words. As he said, Chang-gui seemed to have no chance of winning against Hae-soo, who was currently in perfect condition, or rather, even stronger.

Even when his hand was intact, he had eventually lost.

However, Mo Chang-gui, who had never run away from a one-on-one fight, continued his brawl with Hae-soo for the sake of his pride.

Swish swish – bang bang!!

Mo Chang-gui’s blade cut Hae-soo’s cheek and the back of his hand.

In the meantime, Hae-soo grabbed Mo Chang-gui’s left arm and slammed it to the ground, then struck his chest with his elbow.

It was a strategy to give flesh and take bones [a martial arts tactic of sacrificing minor injuries to inflict major damage].

“Ugh!”

Chang-gui felt his breath catch and his vision momentarily turn black, and only then did he abandon his unyielding pride.

His eyes, now devoid of stubbornness, became even more ruthless.

Chang-gui cut the back of Hae-soo’s hand to break free from his grip and rolled away to create distance.

It was only a brief moment, but they were able to assess each other’s condition.

Mo Chang-gui was ragged, barely able to breathe, while Hae-soo was fine, with only small scratches on the back of his hand, neck, and cheek.

“I’ll find you first when my hand is healed. See you then.”

“Who said I’d let you go?!”

Hae-soo shouted like a roaring beast, but Mo Chang-gui ignored him and ran out through the broken door. He limped away, his ankle twisted when he was slammed to the ground.

Hae-soo quickly chased after him.

Tap tap.

“Cough!”

One of the local violent crimes detectives, who had belatedly come after Mo Chang-gui, collapsed, clutching his neck.

Hae-soo didn’t bother to tend to the detective’s wound but took out his cell phone, threw it to him, and chased after Mo Chang-gui.

It was thanks to the fact that the detective’s carotid artery had not been severed.

It was a mistake and a stroke of luck that would never have happened if Mo Chang-gui’s hand had been intact.

Ta-da-da-dak!

The distance between them was getting closer and closer.

No matter how fast Mo Chang-gui was, it was not easy to escape while limping, especially in the maze-like alleys of an unfamiliar foreign land.

As he was about to be caught by Hae-soo, he grabbed a middle-aged man who was passing by and held a knife to his neck. The panicked man flailed for a moment, then froze as he felt the knife.

Hae-soo, who had been charging like a beast, stopped abruptly as if he had been yanked back and took a step back.

“Don’t do anything foolish.”

“Shut up and stay back.”

“Okay, okay.”

Hae-soo took a step back, showing the palms of both hands to signal his compliance. But his eyes were constantly tracking his opponent.

Mo Chang-gui quickly scanned his surroundings with the middle-aged man in tow, backing away.

How many meters had he moved like that? Two muscular men popped out at the fork in the road. One of them was a detective Mo Chang-gui knew, Oh Gyeong.

“Long time no see.”

“What the hell!”

Mo Chang-gui realized he was surrounded and tried to turn the middle-aged man he was holding hostage toward them.

At that moment, the middle-aged man grabbed Mo Chang-gui by the scruff of the neck and said.

“What do you mean what? These are my teammates, you murderer!”

At the same time, Team Leader Kwak tripped Mo Chang-gui and threw him over his shoulder [a judo throw called an ‘O Goshi’].

Chang-gui reflexively reached out to brace himself on the ground, but the blade touched first, tearing the tape and causing the knife to fall away, and his damaged hand didn’t have the strength to support his weight, so his wrist was bent back on itself.

The roughly tied thread tore, and his wrist split open like gills, gushing blood.

At the same time, the entire Violent Crimes Unit piled on him, pinning his arms, chest, and lower body.

Hae-soo knelt on his chest and mercilessly punched him in the face.

“You think”

Bang!

“People’s”

Bang!

“Lives”

Thud!

“Are a joke?!”

Crack!

“Hey, hey, stop, stop!”

“Rookie! Stop him!”

The rookie and Oh Gyeong hurriedly stopped Hae-soo.

Mo Chang-gui’s face was quickly becoming a bloody pulp from the barrage of uncontrolled anger. One of his eyeballs was grotesquely half-popped out.

His life was hanging by a thread because Hae-soo had concentrated on crushing only his face so that his brain wouldn’t explode.

It wouldn’t matter in Korea, but killing someone here, whether they were a criminal or not, would complicate things. The team members desperately clung to Hae-soo’s arms and legs.

Although they were Korean police officers, they could be treated similarly to ordinary people killing ordinary people here.

“Ugh….”

While Hae-soo was regaining his senses, the team leader turned Mo Chang-gui’s body around, who was barely groaning, handcuffed him, and lifted him up, grabbing his arms on both sides.

“We finally caught this bastard.”

“This is the Mo Chang-gui….”

The rookie felt very strange to see the notorious criminal right in front of him.

It was very surreal to see the Violent Crimes Unit seniors watching Mo Chang-gui with such tension despite his grievous wounds.

As they were about to move him, a man popped out of the alley.

It was a local detective. He wasn’t in his right mind. His face was covered in tears and snot, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He was in great shock from the grief of losing his team leader and senior officer, who had worked side-by-side for five years, all at once.

“T, that bastard, that bastard….”

Team Leader Kwak patted him on the shoulder, comforting him even though he couldn’t understand him, and passed by.

Clank.

At that moment, a subtle sound was heard, and the team leader turned around and shouted.

“No!!”

Bang!!

The detective pulled the trigger against Mo Chang-gui’s chest before anyone could stop him. The skin on Chang-gui’s back burst open, and blood splattered on the rookie behind him.

Hae-soo quickly twisted the detective’s arm, took the gun, knocked him over, and pressed his back with his knee.

“K, kill him! You have to kill him!”

The scene instantly froze.

Mo Chang-gui collapsed to the ground as he was. The little bit of consciousness he had left was completely extinguished.

After a few seconds of silence, Team Leader Kwak carefully pulled Hae-soo away and lifted the detective up. Then he looked at the Violent Crimes Unit members and said.

“This bastard rushed at us with a knife, so we shot back in response. You all know, if this bastard had a gun, I would have shot him myself.”

Everyone nodded silently. The local detective just sat there blankly, as there was no interpreter.

At the sight of this, the rookie approached him, handed him his gun, and conveyed his opinion using gestures.

“That guy, rushed, shot, we all know that, you, no fault, understand?”

The detective slowly raised his head. His unfocused eyes were a little better than before. He slowly looked around at the Violent Crimes Unit members, then looked at the team leader and bowed deeply.

As the detective had hoped, Mo Chang-gui had already died by the time he was moved to the ambulance, thanks to the bullet tearing through his lungs.

On the way to the hospital. In the car, the team leader asked the rookie.

“Rookie, I saw you speaking Japanese well earlier? When did you learn it?”

The rookie replied shyly.

“I didn’t really learn it, it’s more like everyday language.”

“What? Why are you talking like that?”

“Hehe.”

“What is it? I suddenly want to beat you up.”

The rookie only returned to his original tone after Oh Gyeong grabbed his tongue once [a playful gesture to stop someone from speaking strangely].

The Violent Crimes Unit finished their two-night, three-day investigation in Japan and boarded a plane back to Korea with Mo Chang-gui’s body.

* * *

Incheon International Airport, Immigration.

The detectives, who had hurriedly left for Japan to catch a heinous criminal, only had one set of clothes, so their clothes were still stained with blood.

Naturally, Hae-soo’s clothes had the most blood on them, so he washed them in the bathroom, but they only looked stranger.

As they got off the plane in such a disheveled state and moved their feet, several reporters who had been waiting recognized Hae-soo and shouted.

“Oh, it’s the Violent Crimes Unit!”

“The Violent Crimes Unit is here!”

Click, click, click!

The Violent Crimes Unit members were taken aback by the sudden flash of light.

At that moment, two strikingly beautiful women raised their signs among them.

[Chungnam Violent Crimes Unit is the best!]

[Welcome back after catching the heinous criminal ^^]

With their appearance, the reporters shifted their cameras from the Violent Crimes Unit to them.

“What is your relationship with the Violent Crimes Unit?”

“Are you Detective Shin’s lover?”

An Seo-eun smiled silently at the Violent Crimes Unit members, and Haru was also giving an awkward smile, having learned it from Seo-eun.

The team leader smiled back at them.

“It’s good to be in Korea, thanks to you, my shoulders feel like they’re going to break through the ceiling [a Korean expression for feeling proud and confident].”

As they got closer to them, Haru first approached Hae-soo and bowed her head.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Then Seo-eun made eye contact with the Violent Crimes Unit members one by one and said to the team leader.

“Thank you all for your hard work. We’ll take you back.”

“Wow…!”

After handing over Mo Chang-gui’s body to the Korean CSI [Crime Scene Investigation unit], who had been called in advance and were waiting, Seo-eun led the team members to two luxury vans that were parked there. They looked like the latest models at a glance.

“You can take whichever one you’re comfortable with.”

The team leader quickly moved to the front van.

“I’ll take this one.”

“Oh, hyung [older brother/male friend], let me go with you too, let the maknae line [youngest members] go together and I’ll get some quiet sleep on the way.”

“Don’t snore.”

“I don’t snore?”

The rookie bowed deeply as he watched the team leader and Oh Gyeong bickering in the car.

“Team leader, Oh Gyeong hyung, thank you for your hard work! I’ll see you at the station!”

Hae-soo also bowed his head next to him.

“Oh yeah, you guys worked hard too, get some rest on the way.”

As the van they were in departed, Hae-soo got into the van in the back, and An Seo-eun and Haru naturally got in there as well.

Kang Secretary, who had been waiting in the front of An Seo-eun’s car, looked at her with a dumbfounded expression.

Seo-eun made eye contact with him and waved her slender hand out of the car.

“Secretary Kang, you can go home now. Shoo, shoo.”

“Ha, haha, I understand. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Inside the car.

Thanks to Seo-eun and Haru naturally taking their seats on either side of Hae-soo, the rookie was pushed to the back and sat alone.

However, he was already used to this situation, enough to soothe his loneliness with a video call with his girlfriend.

Hae-soo was already tired, but he ended up in this state and couldn’t say anything, so he remained silent.

The first to speak was An Seo-eun.

“I heard he was a very dangerous heinous criminal. I was very worried.”

“Yes, he was the most… of the guys I’ve caught.”

At that moment, Haru, who had been staring straight ahead, suddenly turned her head and interrupted Hae-soo.

“I was very worried too.”

“Oh, yeah, yeah.”

Seo-eun pointed to the back of Hae-soo’s hand with her index finger, not wanting to be outdone, and said.

“Did you get hurt here by that guy too?”

The distance was so close that it almost touched. It looked like it touched to Haru.

Hae-soo stroked the back of his hand with his other hand and replied awkwardly.

“Yes, well, it’s okay… what are you doing?”

Hae-soo frowned slightly and turned his head. Haru had poked Hae-soo’s neck with her index finger.

“You were hurt here too. You would have been hit if it was only 2 centimeters deeper.”

Hae-soo grabbed Haru’s index finger with his hand and slowly lowered it.

“Yes, it’s okay now.”

Seo-eun naturally continued to speak after that, but Haru didn’t say a word, fixing her gaze only on Hae-soo’s wound.

* * *

On the way home after returning to the Gangjin Police Station to wrap up the case.

As Hae-soo entered the house, Haru was sitting on the sofa in a formal posture, still wearing the guard uniform he had seen in the van earlier.

“What, why are you doing that? How long have you been doing that?”

Haru bit her lower lip and jumped up from her seat.

“I’ve made up my mind.”

“What decision?”

She clenched her small fist and raised it to her chest.

“I will become a police officer.”

“…What?”