The Cop Is Too Strong [EN]: Chapter 236

< #236. Commencing Suppression >

Donggyu’s men, who had been stealthily approaching from behind, watched as Haesu sent Donggyu flying with his intense dance moves.

“H-hyungnim [older brother/leader]!”

“Get him! Get him!”

Waiting a few meters back, they rushed to Donggyu, grabbed his legs, and dragged him away.

They took him to a corner and tried to wake him by slapping his cheeks.

“Hyungnim, hyungnim! Get a hold of yourself!”

“Donggyu hyungnim! How can you abandon us like this?!”

Donggyu didn’t wake up easily. Blood streamed from both nostrils.

Seeing this, one of his men frowned and made a difficult decision.

“Let’s… retreat for now.”

* * *

While Donggyu’s gang was leaving the club, Haru was dealing with a woman who had latched onto her.

“Aww, come on, just one picture with me. V [peace sign].”

The woman was already drunk, her pronunciation slurred.

Haru raised a finger and pointed to the glittering disco ball on the stage.

“Look, an alien!”

“Huh?”

While the woman was distracted, Haru quickly escaped to the first floor.

Originally, the crowded first floor wasn’t ideal for surveillance. Most of the men were taller than her, making it difficult to see.

However, she couldn’t go to the second floor because that staggering woman was looking for her.

Haru had no choice but to monitor Haesu from the first floor.

‘He was dancing on the stage earlier…’

Haru awkwardly made her way onto the stage.

Her face gradually contorted.

‘I understand why Haesu-nim [term of respect] was waving his arms and legs so threateningly. Why is everyone pushing so much…’

Before she knew it, three women were pressed tightly against Haru, their hips bumping into her.

This rarely happened to other men, but Haru was making a hasty generalization, thinking this was normal in the club.

“Where on earth did he go?”

She wandered around the stage, getting bumped by hips, but couldn’t find Haesu. Of course, she couldn’t see the Tukjjang [bodyguard] members either.

Haru barely managed to get off the stage and surveyed the booths.

“Did he go to the restroom?”

Haru’s brow furrowed.

She had checked earlier, and the path to the restroom was narrow. People could accidentally brush against each other.

‘Those sly women might be attracted to Haesu-nim’s chest muscles and try to flirt with him…!’

Haru’s eyes gleamed sharply as she headed straight for the restroom.

In the narrow passage, a heavily tattooed couple was passionately kissing.

Haru squeezed past them and stood in front of the men’s restroom. She made a solemn vow.

‘I am a man now. A man. Because I’m a man, I’m going into the men’s restroom.’

She forcefully opened the door to the men’s restroom and took a step inside.

However, it was a bit noisy inside.

“Wow, what a jackpot.”

“I know, look at her face, so pretty, right?”

“I was feeling like today was a bust, but a gift just appeared here.”

“Is she even breathing?”

The conversation was strange. Haru passed the partition and headed further into the restroom.

There, a toilet stall was wide open, and a familiar woman was collapsed inside.

It was the woman who had hit on Haru earlier. Her skirt was halfway up, and she had her eyes closed, seemingly out of it.

Four men were surrounding her as if to trap her, sending her lecherous glances.

A man with long hair tied back was running his rough hand over her leg.

Thud, thud.

Haru’s footsteps caused him to stop and glance back, frowning. He underestimated her because of her slender frame.

“What are you looking at? Get lost.”

Haru ignored him and examined the woman. There was a slight foam around her mouth.

Just 20 minutes ago, she was just a drunk woman, but suddenly she collapsed like this? Something was wrong.

As she took a step closer to get a better look at her condition, another man reached out his hand towards her shoulder.

“This bastard… Aagh!”

Before his hand could touch her shoulder, Haru snatched two of his fingers and twisted them sharply. The man next to him charged forward.

Before that man’s foot could touch the ground, Haru’s foot lightly tapped his calf.

The man lost his balance and fell forward, and Haru pushed the man whose arm she had twisted into him.

Crash, bang!

The two men tumbled over each other in an unsightly heap.

The ponytail man frowned and stood up, but Haru kicked him in the shin as soon as he did.

“Ah!”

The moment he reflexively bent over, Haru’s knee struck his temple.

Thwack! Thud!

The ponytail man collapsed sideways as if he had been hit by a tranquilizer gun.

“······!”

“What is that bitch!”

Three men were taken down in an instant. It wasn’t like she fought with all her might; they just fell like ragdolls with a few taps and nudges.

The fallen men felt the difference in skill and didn’t even think about retaliating. The last remaining skinny guy didn’t even try to attack from the start, standing in the back.

Haru, as if not even considering that they might try to attack, squatted down without looking at them and checked the woman’s condition.

One side of her cheek was quite red. There was a palm print, and sticky blood was flowing from her ear.

She lifted her eyelids with her index finger and thumb, checked her pupillary response with her phone’s flashlight, and muttered.

“They drugged her.”

“W-we didn’t drug her! We came to the restroom and this woman was passed out here.”

The man who had fallen with his friend hurriedly explained.

Haru calmly took out her phone, reported it to 119 (emergency services in Korea), stood up, turned around, and slapped the man who had made the excuse.

Slap!

Even after being hit, the man didn’t retaliate; instead, he covered his cheek with his hand and lowered his head with a guilty expression.

“Am I your friend?”

“S-sorry.”

At that moment, the skinny guy who had been quietly standing next to him carefully raised a hand. Haru looked at him and gestured with her chin, and he continued.

“I, I saw that woman coming out of a room….”

That meant that they didn’t just find her in the restroom by chance; they followed her in as she was staggering.

Haru’s eyes sparkled.

“Where.”

“I’m not sure… It was a room in the 10s.”

Just then, 119 arrived, and Haru handed the woman over to the paramedics.

Although she suspected drugs, she hadn’t reported it to the police yet. She felt a sense of duty to make it Haesu’s achievement since he was here.

“Lead the way.”

“Yes?”

As Haru slowly raised her hand, the skinny guy hurriedly guarded himself with both hands and replied.

“Ah, okay!”

The skinny guy walked with Haru, glancing at her and asking.

“By the way… you’re not a man, are you?”

The skinny guy had made his own deductions. First, he suspected her because of her pretty voice, which couldn’t be hidden no matter how low she spoke. The vaguely visible lower face—from the jawline to the lips, the delicate and sharp nose, and the snow-white skin—convinced him that she was definitely a woman.

If he could only see her Adam’s apple, he would be sure, but it was carefully covered, so he couldn’t see it.

Haru pushed him in the back without saying anything.

He stopped before long.

“I think it’s here.”

“Are you sure?”

He glanced through the small window and nodded.

Haru also pressed her face against the window and checked inside. It was full of cigarette smoke. There were three men who looked wealthy and two women who seemed out of their minds.

Swoosh.

Haru stood in the hallway and immediately took off her hat, untied her hair tie, and shook her hair.

Swish-

The skinny guy’s eyes widened as if a goddess had descended before him.

“Heup!”

Haru, regardless of whether he was watching or not, took off her jacket, threw it to him, and pulled her top up to her chest, untying the bokdae [belly wrap] around her stomach and throwing it to him.

The skinny guy received them with a reverent expression, even drooling.

Haru snatched the jacket back from him and said.

“You can have that.”

“T-thank you!”

Haru finally turned the doorknob.

To spoon-feed Haesu, it had to be proven that these people possessed drugs.

To do that, she had to confirm that they were actively using drugs here.

‘I am the god of acting. I am the god of acting.’

Creak.

“What the fuck, huh?”

“Oh, oh…?”

The men, who were disturbed from their pleasant time, frowned and cursed, but their attitude quickly changed when they saw Haru’s beauty.

Haru looked around at them and opened her mouth.

“I. CAME. TO. THE. WRONG. PLACE. SOR.RY.”

Haru bowed and turned around.

“What’s with that robotic tone?”

“Look at her face, so charming, right?”

As she grabbed the doorknob to pretend to leave again, a man hurriedly ran over and roughly grabbed her wrist.

“Hey, where are you going? Coming in was your choice, but you can’t leave as you please. Have a drink.”

It was a man with slicked-back hair and greasy skin. He looked neat, but his eyes were full of madness and lust.

“Rea.lly?”

Haru sat down and looked around. The men just seemed drunk. They weren’t doing drugs.

“Kyaang, kaahng….”

Only the women were out of their minds. They couldn’t even speak properly and were being swayed by the men as they pleased.

Rather, their bodies trembled and they made nasal sounds when the men touched them.

They had only drugged the women.

Haru took the glass that the men were drinking from and drank it, and the slicked-back-hair man, who kept flirting with her, suddenly offered her a drink.

“Pretty, drink this up, it’ll make you feel good.”

Haru glanced sideways. She saw his friend taking out a long bottle from his inside pocket and dropping an unidentified liquid into it.

Haru took the glass and stood up with it.

“I. Need. To. Go. To. The. Bath.room.”

Then the slicked-back-hair man ran over and grabbed Haru’s wrist again.

“Uh-uh, where are you going? The bathroom is right here.”

Because it was a high-end room, it had an attached bathroom.

Haru twisted her wrist and broke free from his grasp.

She was thinking that she should use some force and go out to call Haesu when—

Creak-

The door opened wide.

“Oh! Noona [term for older sister/female friend], you were here? What were you doing here! Everyone’s waiting, come on, hurry!”

It was the skinny guy. He had been waiting in front of the door all along.

“Who are you…?”

While the slicked-back-hair man was making a dumbfounded expression, the skinny guy grabbed Haru’s wrist and quickly took her out.

After walking about ten steps down the hallway, Haru twisted her wrist and, in turn, grabbed his wrist and twisted it sharply.

“Aagh!”

The skinny guy knelt down on the spot. Haru asked in an overbearing manner.

“What are you doing.”

“I, I thought you were in trouble…!”

Haru released his hand and kicked him in the butt.

“Go.”

The skinny guy, with a wronged expression, moved his steps while glancing back at Haru with tears in his eyes.

Haru was about to call Haesu right away but stopped. She saw Haesu and the Tukjjang members surrounded by guards in the corner, listening to something.

Everyone had a gloomy expression.

When Haru approached, the guards, as well as the Tukjjang members, looked surprised.

Haesu asked.

“Why are you here?”

“That’s not important. This glass has been spiked.”

Haru quickly explained the situation to Haesu in a whisper.

“Then we need to catch them before they run away.”

“Yes.”

Haesu turned to the Tukjjang members and said.

“You guys follow me, we have something to do.”

The startled guards couldn’t stop Haesu’s group from leaving and shouted from afar.

“Y-you can’t dance on the stage! We’ll get another complaint!”

“We’re not going to the stage.”

Haesu replied with a stiff face and followed behind Haru.

“It’s here.”

Looking inside the window, they were still there. Somehow, two more women had appeared.

Haesu said to the Tukjjang members.

“You guys don’t do anything, just block the door. Don’t let anyone in or out, got it?”

“Yes, sir!”

Haesu made eye contact with Haru, put his hand on her shoulder, and said.

“Don’t step forward. If you do, it’s violence, and if I do, it’s suppression.”

“Yes, sir.”

Haru nodded and turned the doorknob.

“What?”

“You’re that… did you bring your boyfriend? What are you trying to do, what did we do?”

Haru raised the glass she had and shook it, answering.

“You gave me drugs.”

Their expressions hardened in an instant. However, the slicked-back-hair man forced a smile again and sneered.

“Bullshit.”

He glared at Haru and took out his phone, calling someone.

“Hey, tell all the kids to come to the room, there’s a bitch and bastard to take care of.”

Haesu let out a cold laugh and stood in front of them, announcing.

“From now on, put all the drugs you have on the table. Do it.”

“Is this crazy? Just because you built some muscle, you think you’re all that?!”

The slicked-back-hair man hit Haesu’s head with a bottle, and Haesu just took the hit. He even leaned forward, so Haru also noted the subtle difference and didn’t stop it in advance.

Crash!

The bottle broke, and blood flowed from Haesu’s head. The murderous aura emanating from Haru was palpable.

Haesu wiped the blood with one hand and smirked.

“Commencing suppression.”

At the same time as the heavy voice echoed, Haesu’s hand strongly gripped the neck of the slicked-back-hair man.