The Cop Is Too Strong [EN]: Chapter 183

< #183. Assassination Order >

Shin Hae-soo rushed to the hospital bed to check on Hwang Jang-soo’s condition.

“Hwang Jang-soo.”

“Hoo…”

Jang-soo’s eyes slowly moved to look at Hae-soo. His eyes became moist. He recognized him.

“Rest assured, no one will bother you now.”

Hwang Jang-soo’s eyes trembled slightly at Hae-soo’s words. It was more of a look of concern for Hae-soo than relief.

Meanwhile, a doctor and a nurse came to check Hwang Jang-soo’s vitals.

He couldn’t speak yet, probably due to lack of energy, but his consciousness had been clear for more than 30 minutes.

As the doctor was leaving, he noticed Hae-soo’s injury with his keen eye.

“Excuse me, can you roll up your sleeve for a moment?”

“I’m fine.”

The doctor looked at Hae-soo reproachfully and grabbed his arm.

“It’s not fine, look at this.”

When he rolled up his arm, a long wound with dried blood on the torn special anti-stab clothing was visible. The wound was quite deep.

Seeing that, Ha-roo’s eyes widened.

“If you leave this as it is, it will get complicated due to infection. Someone who should know better… I’ll tell them, so go to the emergency room right away.”

“Yes, I understand.”

After the doctor left, Hae-soo hesitated, so Ha-roo directly pushed his back and sent him out of the hospital room.

Since it was late, there weren’t many people in the emergency room.

While he was being stitched up, medicated, and bandaged, he heard nurses whispering.

“…What, at this hour?”

“Why is the princess suddenly in the emergency room?”

“She looks so pretty even without makeup.”

“Without makeup? Are you blind?”

Toc, toc, toc.

With the sound of high heels, Ahn Seo-eun, with her hair neatly tied up, appeared. Perhaps because it was late at night, her light makeup and gray two-piece suit gave off the feeling of an office worker.

Accompanied by Secretary Kang and Guard Kim, she stopped in front of Hae-soo. Secretary Kang and Guard Kim greeted Hae-soo with a slight bow from half a step behind her.

Hae-soo made eye contact with them without being obvious and then met Seo-eun’s eyes.

“There are many eyes.”

Seo-eun frowned as she looked at the freshly bandaged wound and looked around. The gazes gathered here scattered like cockroaches.

Seo-eun gestured to Guard Kim, who drew the curtains to surround the bed.

“What’s going on? I’ll help you.”

It was a nuance of knowing that something had happened, not just a simple case.

Her eyes were filled with earnestness.

“It’s over now. Did you come because of this?”

“Ah, my work ended late, so on the way back…”

“You have many informants.”

“Well…”

“There are many there too. I know.”

“…”

Seo-eun couldn’t argue. Now Hae-soo knew more about Chilseonghoe [Seven Stars Society, a powerful criminal organization] than she did.

She knew that there would be Chilseonghoe informants in the hospital, but she couldn’t guess how many or who they were.

Hae-soo was now at war with Chilseonghoe, unlike before, and if she showed such a figure, Seo-eun or Daesung could be in danger.

She knew it in her head, but her emotions took precedence, and she came unconditionally.

“I… I know too.”

“Go back.”

Seo-eun’s eyes widened. She looked at Hae-soo, examined the bandages or gauze on both of his arms, swallowed hard, and turned around.

This was the right thing to do for Hae-soo, for herself, and for Daesung.

***

Hyo-sung Prison.

In cell 7, without Mo Chang-gui, Ha-roo’s training camp mate, Number 11, became the cell leader.

“Cell leader, it’s exercise time.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

Exercise time was once a day, and that was the only time to get sunlight on the whole body.

During exercise time, all the inmates from one correctional facility gathered in the exercise yard.

Today, the atmosphere in the exercise yard was chilly.

A middle-aged man with graying hair was walking around the exercise yard with six well-built men.

The same cellmate whispered to Number 11.

“That seems to be Chairman Baek. A big shot.”

“Looks like it.”

Rumors about Chairman Baek had spread a lot even before he came in. As no one could touch him even outside, many people inside hoped that his gang would not be in the same correctional facility.

Chairman Baek’s right-hand man, Mr. Go, had died, and he approached the people who were grouped with his lackeys and received greetings.

Some people even went ahead and sucked up to him.

Seeing that, Number 11 pointed to a corner out of their sight.

“Let’s go there.”

“Yes, cell leader.”

His goal was to not get into fights with other groups while he was here and to live as quietly as possible, as if he didn’t exist.

As he was walking to the corner, he paused at a chilling sensation. Then he turned his head slightly to look back.

In one corner, hidden among other inmates, he saw a small man with a shaved head.

After confirming him, Number 11 widened his eyes and quickly turned his head.

“Cell leader, what’s wrong?”

“No. It’s nothing.”

He said it was nothing, but Number 11’s voice was filled with tension.

That shaved head was a company employee. He was a lower-level employee, but he was often talked about because of his good performance.

He knew he was in the sales department, which had the most practical experience.

‘Did he come to get rid of me now…’

Number 11’s complexion became serious. From then on, he became acutely aware of when and where he might attack and began to prepare for a surprise attack.

‘Attack first…? No, unless we’re in the same cell… Let’s wait and see for now.’

*

Swishhhhh-

In the shower room of the 3rd correctional facility, burly men were blocking the entrance to the locker room, and only one person was showering with warm water inside.

When Chairman Baek finished showering and came out, one of the men waiting in the locker room handed him a towel.

It was when Chairman Baek was receiving the towel and shaking his head.

Squeak-

A prisoner appeared, opening the locker room door. He was small and shorter than the other men by a head. His shaved head made him look even smaller.

Chairman Baek glanced at him and then looked away, wiping his body again with the towel.

Another man blocked the small shaved head.

“Get out, hey.”

The shaved head looked around with dry eyes without saying a word.

“I said get out, do I have to hit you to make you listen-”

At that moment, a sharp toothbrush slipped out of his sleeve. He grabbed the toothbrush and accurately stabbed the carotid artery of the man who had just raised his hand at him, then pulled it out.

Thwack- Squeak-

“What is this bastard!”

“This son of a bitch!”

When his colleague spewed blood like a fountain, the other men realized that he was no ordinary person and rushed at him.

Since it was a prison, there were no proper weapons, so they rushed at him with baskets, wet towels, or bare hands.

The shaved head immediately lowered his body. Then, in the narrow locker room, it suddenly felt like he had disappeared for a moment.

In the meantime, the shaved head pierced the back of another man’s ankle with the toothbrush and made a hole in another man’s calf.

Thud-

In the meantime, his clothes were grabbed. The shaved head smoothly took off his grabbed shirt, like a lizard cutting off its tail, and hung on the back of one man, snapping his neck.

Crack-

Everyone had exercised, so their necks were thick and their trapezius muscles were bulging, but they broke powerlessly with almost no resistance.

That meant that, contrary to what it looked like, he was strong and skilled.

Thump! Thwack! Thwack!

Finally, he took the towel from the man who was wielding it, tripped him, and stabbed the toothbrush into his side and neck.

The shaved prisoner slipped out of the enemies’ grasp like a loach and dealt with six people in an instant.

There was no sloppy handling. Everyone suffered fatal injuries beyond recovery and was waiting for death, or was already dead.

Chairman Baek stared at him with the towel in his hand. He couldn’t feel any emotion from him. There was no excess in his movements or attacks. Therefore, he was a contractor who had come on a request.

Chairman Baek learned from the incident with Hae-soo and opened his mouth first without attacking this time.

“I’ll give you three times the money you received-”

Tap tap tap-

The shaved head rushed like lightning and hung on his back, ruthlessly stabbing his neck with the toothbrush.

Thwack thwack thwack- Squeak-

Chairman Baek, with nearly ten holes in his neck, collapsed without even screaming.

The locker room quickly became a sea of blood.

The small shaved head confirmed that Chairman Baek had stopped breathing, then went straight into the shower room and washed the blood off his body.

*

[Riot in the 3rd Correctional Facility of Hyo-sung Prison, 7 Inmates Dead, Suppressed without Injury to Prison Guards]

The article did not mention the list of the dead or who died at all.

It happened less than a week after Chairman Baek went to Hyo-sung Prison.

Hae-soo, with a suspicious mind, immediately visited Hyo-sung Prison and checked the list of the dead.

Chairman Baek and his lackeys. He didn’t know who fought them, only that they died.

It smelled like the company [referring to Chilseonghoe].

Just as the person named Mr. Go, who is now dead, was suspected of being from the company, there is a high possibility that Chairman Baek was also connected to Chilseonghoe. So it is presumed that his ledger was disposed of because it harmed the companies belonging to Chilseonghoe.

He visited the prison warden to find out about this incident. The warden of Hyo-sung Prison had a relationship with Hae-soo. But.

“…Aigo, Detective Shin, you know, unless I have a formal warrant, I can’t tell you. You’re not in charge, please understand my position.”

He used to help with everything and put vicious criminals into the room where Mo Chang-gui was, but now he suddenly talks about the law.

It smells fishy. A power that even the prison warden can’t do anything about.

“I understand. Then I’ll just visit someone since I’m here.”

“Of course. Let’s meet in the reception room, I’ll take care of everything.”

“…Thank you.”

Hae-soo called out Ha-roo’s mate, Number 11. Unlike before, he felt more nervous.

He was cautious, looking around even after the reception room door closed.

“What happened?”

He hesitated, then brought his face close to Hae-soo and said quietly.

“It seems the company is trying to get rid of me.”

“…Pardon?”

“A sales department employee entered as a prisoner a few days ago. And now he’s gone.”

“Hmm…”

Hae-soo stroked his chin and looked around as well. Unlike the plan, he was about to get a clue from somewhere else.

“Move me, to another prison or even another correctional facility, it’s dangerous as it is.”

“What does he look like?”

“Thin… He won’t be taller than 170cm [approximately 5’7″]. His eyes are sharp, and his head is shaved.”

“Can you draw him here?”

Hae-soo held out his phone and a drawing pen.

Number 11, who was in a hurry, cooperated with Hae-soo without complaint. He was surprisingly good at drawing, and that alone made it easy to find the same person on CCTV.

Hae-soo stood up and said.

“I’ll look into the prison transfer. Be careful in the meantime.”

“Yes, please do it quickly.”

*

“…So, Shin Hae-soo is definitely the one who brought down Chairman Baek?”

Master Jang corrected Teacher Cheon’s words.

“Judging from the circumstances, it is highly likely.”

Teacher Cheon, who liked the person who answered clearly and took responsibility for the answer, frowned slightly at Master Jang’s ambiguous answer.

“If Master Jang says so, then it is. Shin Hae-soo… He’s attacking in this way… Ha, that’s funny. A melee against Chilseonghoe.”

“…”

Teacher Cheon turned around and looked straight at Master Jang and opened his mouth.

“Kill Shin Hae-soo.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Finally, a clear order fell from Teacher Cheon’s mouth.

Master Jang bowed briefly and left the office.

Step step step-

He walked down the long corridor covered with red carpet, got on the elevator, and pressed the floor right below.

Zzzing-

As soon as it opened, four neatly suited men and women were standing tall and waiting right in front.

Three men and one woman.

Master Jang looked at the tallest man with a mustache in the middle and said.

“Deploy the entire Sales Team 4 for this customer.”

“Yes, Master.”