The Cop Is Too Strong [EN]: Chapter 135

135. Team Leader Kwak’s Day

After living with Han-Hoo for several years, Shin Hae-soo had come to realize one thing for sure: Han-Hoo’s memory was exceptional.

Han-Hoo furrowed her brow, slowly dredging up old memories.

“…Extend the knife like this. Then, he would grab here with his hand and twist like this, or completely reverse it, making them stab their own neck or collarbone with their own knife.”

“That kind of method shows absolutely no fear of the knife.”

“Even if the opponent is holding a knife, the result won’t change. Besides this method, there are a few other ways, like striking the blade with your bare hand, or striking the hand holding the knife to break their grip…”

Han-Hoo explained his techniques in great detail, as if she had faced the Devil Instructor just a few days ago.

‘There’s someone like that…?’

The more Hae-soo learned about the Devil Instructor’s techniques, the more she realized it wasn’t just about ordinary physique and reflexes.

She had never seen him, but she was already filled with wariness.

Han-Hoo, while explaining, also became aware of how much of a monster the Devil Instructor was, and her expression darkened.

At this rate, today’s training would be useless.

Hae-soo handed her a rubber knife and waved her hand back and forth.

“Come at me.”

“Yes.”

The moment Han-Hoo extended the knife, Hae-soo immediately snatched her wrist and twisted it sharply, making her stab her own neck with the knife in her hand.

Han-Hoo must have been in quite a bit of pain, but she didn’t even scream, just widened her eyes. Hae-soo realized that her plan was working.

“Si, similar. Excellent. For a moment, I mistook you for the Devil Instructor. Your faces even look similar… No, never mind.”

“I think I misheard something.”

“One more time, yap!”

Thwack, thwack-

Hae-soo faced Han-Hoo using the Devil Instructor’s techniques that she had learned.

The Devil Instructor’s techniques were very brutal but effectively subdued the opponent. It was not a technique suitable for the police.

Hae-soo almost perfectly demonstrated the technique, and Han-Hoo gave her a thumbs up.

“Amazing!”

When she expresses it to that extent, it’s really an action with 200% of her soul.

Hae-soo felt subtly pleased and shrugged her shoulders as she replied.

“Is that all? The Devil Instructor is nothing. Now, let’s do it properly. Come at me with all your strength, like it’s a real battle.”

“Ah… that’s a bit…”

“Today, one of us has to leave here with something broken. I’m serious, come at me.”

Hae-soo’s eyes changed drastically, and Han-Hoo also hardened her resolve and replied.

“…Ye, yes!”

Whack, whack, whack-

The original purpose of today was to make Han-Hoo realize that Hae-soo herself is stronger than she thinks, so she can rely on her when there are dangerous situations.

“Wait, stop, halt, stop, surrender.”

“Huff, huff, yes.”

However, contrary to her purpose, Hae-soo realized that Han-Hoo was more talented than she thought. The more she pushed her, the more she showed surprising reflexes and sharp counterattacks when pushed to the extreme.

Her most fatal weakness, stamina, had been diligently supplemented since she took the police exam, so she didn’t get tired easily now.

Hae-soo rubbed the areas where she had been stabbed with the rubber knife and took her stance again. The attacks were so sharp that even though it was a rubber knife, it still dealt quite a bit of damage.

“Okay, let’s do it again, come at me!”

“Yes, ma’am!”

Han-Hoo sparkled her eyes and extended the rubber knife towards Hae-soo again.

“Huff, huff, hoo…!”

“Hoo, hoo, hoo….”

The sparring stopped only after Han-Hoo poured out all of her remaining stamina.

Hae-soo had to admit it. Han-Hoo was much better at immersing herself in real-life training than she was. There was really a murderous intent in her eyes, and the rubber knife felt like a real knife.

However, Hae-soo couldn’t treat Han-Hoo like it was a real battle in the end. Even though she had gained muscle, she was still an infinitely slender body from Hae-soo’s point of view.

In the end, she couldn’t produce an overwhelming result until Han-Hoo was exhausted.

Nevertheless, the attacks and counterattacks were so sharp that it was a training session that only made her admire.

‘If Han-Hoo were a man… I don’t know what the result would have been.’

Perhaps, even if she fought Mo Chang-Gui, who has now truly become a ghost, Han-Hoo would not be easily defeated.

Rather, it was a training result that made Hae-soo feel relieved after seeing Han-Hoo’s skills.

* * *

Beep beep beep, click.

The door opened, and Team Leader Kwak Soo-cheol dragged his tired body into the house.

“My babies, Daddy’s home!”

“You’re home.”

“You’ve arrived.”

His middle school third-grade daughter and elementary school fifth-grade son greeted him.

Their mother had thoroughly taught them to greet their father when he came home from work, so they would come out and say hello no matter what they were doing.

“Aigoo [Oh my], my pretty ones, come here.”

Kwak Soo-cheol spread out his hands and tried to hug his daughter and son, but they slipped out of his reach like loaches and went into their respective rooms.

Soo-cheol sadly lowered his hands and looked around, asking.

“Where’s Mom?”

Before closing his own door, his son peeked out and said.

“Mom? I don’t know, she went out a while ago?”

Thud.

His son’s door closed, and Soo-cheol followed his daughter as she busily walked back and forth in the living room, asking.

“Did my princess have dinner?”

“I don’t know, don’t talk to me.”

Thud.

His daughter also took the hairband she was looking for and went into her room, closing the door.

Soo-cheol sadly lowered his hand that was reaching out to his daughter’s room and muttered.

“She’s busy, my daughter is.”

Grumble.

At that moment, a sound came from his stomach. Soo-cheol grabbed his hungry stomach and rummaged through the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat.

A bowl of cold rice, a kimchi stew pot that was there just a moment ago but is now empty.

“Hmm… Should I order something?”

Soo-cheol sat down on the dining table chair and tried to soothe his hunger with a glass of water.

Swoosh-

The door opened, and his daughter, who was quickly dressed up prettily, came out and squatted in front of the dining table, peeking out her face.

Then, she put her hands together, palms up, on the table and looked up at Soo-cheol, blinking her eyes.

At that sight, Soo-cheol’s lips were already hooked to his ears before she could even say anything.

She’s already in her third year of middle school, but at times like this, she’s still so lovely that he wants to pinch her.

“Daddyyy, pretty daughter wants some allowance, pwease [please].”

“Hahaha, one more time.”

Soo-cheol smiled happily and raised one finger.

“Daddy! Pwetty daughter wants some allowance, pwease!”

Soo-cheol grabbed his chest as if he had been struck in the heart and took out a 50,000 won bill [approximately $40 USD] from his wallet, saying.

“Ehehehe, one more time, one more time.”

“Daddy, allowance, pwease!”

“Ehehehe, one ti-”

At that moment, a small hand flashed before Soo-cheol’s eyes.

Thwack-!

“Do it moderately.”

His daughter, who snatched the 50,000 won bill in Soo-cheol’s hand, turned serious and headed for the shoe rack.

“Ahem, daughter, come home early.”

“Whatever!”

Soo-cheol clicked his tongue and called his wife.

“Honey-”

-Oh, I’m busy, I’ll hang up, make your own dinner.

Click.

The phone hung up before he could say anything. Soo-cheol sighed deeply and got up, heading for the refrigerator.

This is the weight of the head of the household, I’m hungry.

‘Fried egg, fried egg…’

As he was about to crack an egg into the frying pan to make a fried egg.

“Freeze!”

Thwack-

His daughter, who had appeared out of nowhere, grabbed his wrist.

“What are you doing, really, it’s annoying….”

“Daugh, daughter? You haven’t left yet?”

“Ah, give me that.”

His daughter narrowed her pretty brows and snatched the egg from Soo-cheol’s hand.

“Get out of the way, don’t be a hindrance.”

His daughter pushed Soo-cheol with her elbow. Soo-cheol smiled at that, as if he liked it, and took a step back, staring intently at his daughter.

Then, his daughter, unable to bear it, pointed at Soo-cheol with a wooden spatula and waved it around.

“If you have nothing to do, sit at the table and play with your phone.”

“Oh, okay, okay.”

His daughter skillfully poured olive oil into the frying pan and heated it, then put the egg on it. Then, she sprinkled salt from 1 meter above. She then flipped the egg by flicking the frying pan and fiddled around.

Thwack-

In less than 10 minutes, his daughter placed a large bowl on the table with a sound.

A bowl of rice topped with a perfectly cooked fried egg, tuna, mayonnaise, sausage, seaweed, and ketchup.

Tuna mayo bibimbap [mixed rice with meat and assorted vegetables].

“Eat it or not.”

“Daugh, daughter…!”

As Soo-cheol sent a look of emotion, his daughter moved away as if running away.

“I’m leaving.”

“I love you, my daughter!”

His daughter muttered softly as she put on her shoes and went out.

“I know.”

* * *

Nom nom, slurp, nom nom.

Soo-cheol ate the rice his daughter made for him deliciously, did the dishes roughly, wandered around the living room, and headed for his son’s room.

Knock knock.

“Son, what are you doing?”

Thwack, thud, bang.

When he opened the door, his son hurriedly hid something.

“Ah, why did Dad come in without knocking!”

“I did?”

“Ah, really, there should be a delay, or I have to agree!”

He was clearly flustered. Suddenly, something flashed through Soo-cheol’s mind.

“Ah, our son… Was, was busy? I’m sorry. Dad is.”

Soo-cheol was also flustered. He went out and closed his son’s door, leaning his back against the door, and was swept up in confusion.

That feeling, atmosphere, he was clearly enjoying something secret that he had to hide from his dad. Something like that? There’s only one thing.

‘What should I do in this case…?’

Buy him a roll of toilet paper?

Force him to complete an educational program?

Educate him directly?

Forbid it?

“He’s already grown up a lot, I’ll have to get some opinions from the kids when I go to work tomorrow…”

Thud, thud, thud.

Children grow farther away from their parents as they grow older. Soo-cheol felt proud but also bitter as he trudged to his room.

* * *

Thud-

It’s the sound of Dad’s door closing. Soo-cheol’s son raised the internet window he had put down again. It’s a video. A YouTube video.

Tap tap tap tap-

Then, the cool… typing sound that is heard.

The son was posting a storm of comments on the YouTube video.

[Chungnam Gangsu Unit, again ranked #1 in arrest rate!]

┗Kwakdaejangson: Gangsu Unit is really amazing. If the members are so amazing, how cool would the leader be?

┗Are you the leader’s son?

┗Kwakdaejangson: Am not? What about it?

┗Oh really? I’m a fan of the Gangsu Unit leader, never mind if not

┗Kwakdaejangson: I am, should I bring you my dad’s autograph?

┗lol elementary school kid, so boring, I knew it, your dad is the lowest, right? He only gives orders from behind, it’s obvious he doesn’t do anything

┗Kwakdaejangson: I just reported you, see you at the Gangjin Police Station

┗I’m sorry. Please forgive me with a generous heart. Leader’s son

┗Kwakdaejangson: Shout Gangsu Unit leader is the best 2000 times,

┗GangsuUnitLeaderBestGangsuUnitLeaderBest…

The son’s dream was to be a detective like his dad, but it was a secret from his mom.

* * *

Thump.

Kwak Soo-cheol sat down on the chair as if collapsing and texted his wife.

[When are you coming home?]

[I don’t know, I don’t know when it will end, it will be past ten.]

[Okay, fighting, my wife]

[Okay]

“Ten o’clock….”

Soo-cheol, who was sending the text with a gloomy expression, slowly raised his head. When he faced the shining monitor, a broad smile spread across his lips.

“Heh, heh, heh, heh!”

A game with colorful graphics was turned on on the computer monitor.

Tap tap tap-!

“As expected, mobile games taste best when played on a PC!”

“Oh no!”

-[Gwakdaejang] has died from [Mayfly]’s attack.

“Ugh, it’s Mayfly again! Ah, seriously, I’m going to spend money because of you. You’re dead.”

Kwak Soo-cheol armed his character by pouring about one-tenth of his salary into it and headed back to the hunting ground where he had died to Mayfly again.

“Where are you, where are you, Mayfly! Oh, here you are, die, die!!”

-[Gwakdaejang] has died from [Mayfly]’s attack.

Bang!

“Damn it!”

The equipment seemed similar, but Mayfly’s control was good. In the end, Soo-cheol, who had died to him again, pounded the keyboard in anger.

[Gwakdaejang: You Mayfly bastard!$%##$%& Why do you only hit me!!]

[Mayfly: My heart]

“Ugh, really!! What should I do with that little thing? Should I hand it over to the Information Division?”

At that time.

A faint sound was heard in Soo-cheol’s ear.

Beep beep beep- Click.

It’s the sound of the door lock opening. He immediately turned off the multi-tap switch connected to the computer and went outside.

“Honey, you’re home early?”

“Oh, it ended early, ugh.”

His wife, wearing a salmon-colored two-piece suit, was approaching her mid-forties but looked like she was in her mid-thirties. In Soo-cheol’s eyes, she still looked like a young lady.

She came in, roughly taking off her shoes with her heels. Team Leader Kwak naturally took her bag and took off her coat.

The wife stopped as she was unbuttoning her shirt, then reached out and grabbed Kwak Soo-cheol’s chin and turned it.

“What’s this.”

She pointed to a small scratch on his face. It was an injury he sustained during rafting.

“Ah, this, it’s nothing. I got hurt while playing.”

“What do you mean you got hurt while playing! Are you a kid? Seriously, what are you doing to your handsome face! That’s why you should quit being a detective! I’ll take care of you, okay?”

The wife was the longest-running insurance queen. Without knowing for sure, she probably earns close to ten times Soo-cheol’s salary.

Soo-cheol smiled and gently grabbed her hand and lowered it.

“Really, really, and… If I quit, who will do it…”

“Who will do it, that… Oh Gyeong is there, and the new person who came in, Shin Hae-soo, is also amazing, right? You always praise them, saying they’re reliable.”

“The rookie… Hae-soo has been here for over two years, and two more have come in below her.”

“There are many people who can do it! If you really don’t want to quit, at least go to an internal affairs position, I feel like my lifespan is shortened by a year every time you come in injured.”

“Bongbong is a fairy, so she’ll live for about a thousand years, so there’s still a lot left, right? To match my lifespan.”

Soo-cheol brought his face close. Then his wife pushed his face away with her hand.

“Ugh, really!”

“You’re even prettier when you’re being coy? Let’s go in without washing today!”

Soo-cheol roughly wrapped his arm around her waist and led her to the bedroom.

“No, the kids are here now….”

“The daughter is gone, and you can’t touch the son, let’s play secretly, come here!”

“Aish, really….”

The wife was led into the room by Soo-cheol’s hand as if she couldn’t help it.

Kwak Soo-cheol, the day of the Gangsu Unit leader, passed like that.

* * *

The next day.

Oh Gyeong put his face close to Team Leader Kwak.

“Hyung-nim [term of endearment for an older brother or male friend], why are your dark circles so bad? Didn’t you sleep well last night? It’s serious?”

Han-Hoo also came over and closely examined Team Leader Kwak’s face.

“That’s right. Kwak Dae-jang-nim’s [term of respect] dark circles have come down to his knees.”

“Oh, Ha Sun-kyung can even make expressions like that.”

“Is that so… I got reverse-ganked, so [lost badly].”

“Reverse-ganked?”

“There’s something like that… I feel like I’m going to collapse today, so don’t touch me, I’m going to close my eyes for a bit.”

“Yes, yes, please rest. It’s amazing that you came to work.”

Bang!

At that time, Shin Hae-soo came in, roughly opening the door right on time for work.

He was sweating profusely. Feeling his lack of stamina, he came to work first and ran around the high school playground next to him.

“Is there no work today?!”

At Hae-soo’s words, Oh Gyeong opened his mouth halfway and turned his head. The team leader, who was covering his face with a newspaper, also removed it and glared at Hae-soo.

“…Rookie, did you catch and eat a ghost who died because he couldn’t do his job-”

Bang!

At that time, the youngest member came in, opening the door in the same way.

“I’ve received a case.”

“Heh, what is it…”

“It’s a murder case. A man in his 20s was found dead in an old inn. His eyes, nose, and mouth were blocked with super glue.”

“Crazy…!”

Team Leader Kwak sighed and got up from his seat.

“Let’s go to the scene first.”