The Cop Is Too Strong [EN]: Chapter 73

“So… you’re rich, Oppa?”

At An Seo-eun’s words, the pink-haired man smiled as if he had been caught.

“Yeeees! Money! You like money, right? This Oppa has a lot of money. If you make Oppa happy, money will rain down, okay?”

Haru frowned slightly at the sight of Seo-eun’s wrist being grabbed. However, she didn’t look too displeased, so she watched quietly.

Seo-eun took a step closer to the pink-haired man.

“How much? Can you buy this club?”

“Huh? Oh, sure, our Miss is quite generous, isn’t she?”

The pink-haired man thought it was a joke and immediately gave a boastful answer.

He was too out of it to recognize the value of the luxury items Seo-eun was wearing. He was simply dizzy from the fact that a beautiful, actress-like woman with mesmerizing eyes was approaching him provocatively.

“Then buy it right away and kick everyone out, so it’s just us.”

“Huh? Haha, your jokes are too much. If you want to be alone with me that badly, should we move to our spot?”

The pink-haired man subtly wrapped his arm around Seo-eun’s waist. Seo-eun sharply slapped his hand away and glared at him with a completely different look than before.

“If you can’t even do that, get lost. You’re not good-looking or have a good personality, so you’re just throwing money around?”

“Wh-what?”

Seo-eun ignored the dumbfounded pink-haired man, grabbed Haru’s wrist, and turned around.

“Haru, let’s move our spot.”

“You crazy bitch! Do you know who I am?!”

At that moment, the pink-haired man grabbed Seo-eun’s hair.

Seo-eun’s head was snapped back. As if she had expected it, she immediately turned around and slapped the pink-haired man across the face.

*Slap!*

At the same time, Haru stomped on the pink-haired man’s instep with her heel.

*Thwack!*

“Aaaagh!”

Even in the midst of that, he didn’t let go of her hair, so Seo-eun kicked him between the legs.

*Thud!*

“Kuaaagh!”

Haru didn’t back down either, grabbing the pink-haired man’s pinky finger and bending it back sharply, then striking the back of his neck with a knifehand.

*Snap! Pow!*

“Ugh!”

The pink-haired man, overwhelmed by the continuous attacks, clutched his groin with one hand and his instep with the other, collapsing messily to the floor.

At that sight, the people who were dancing looked over, as if an interesting spectacle had appeared, their bodies swaying while their eyes were fixed on the scene.

Only then did Chief Kim, who had belatedly entered, appear to be looking for Seo-eun. Seo-eun grabbed Haru’s wrist and dragged her to the table.

Chief Kim found Seo-eun but, thinking nothing was wrong, watched from a slight distance.

“Men seem very busy. They are constantly looking for women.”

“That’s how they are. Women might seem still, but there are many who are looking for men. Their eyes darting around.”

“I saw such a woman. She moved her pupils freely, like a chameleon.”

“Pfft, so, was there a man you liked?”

At Seo-eun’s question, Haru answered firmly.

“No.”

“Come on, there was.”

“No.”

“Really? There were many different men, what’s your ideal type, Haru?”

At Seo-eun’s question, Haru looked at the table and pondered.

“Hmm… broad shoulders.”

Smiling at her cute appearance, Seo-eun puffed up her shoulders.

“Broad shoulders!”

“Strong forearms like steel.”

“Strong forearms like steel!”

Seo-eun revealed her pale, slender forearms and repeated her words.

“A slightly scary impression.”

“A slightly scary impression…”

As she listened to Haru’s story, Seo-eun felt an outline forming in her mind.

“And some scars on the body.”

“I see… scars on the body…”

“Yes?”

“Ah, it’s nothing. Certainly, there’s no one like that here…”

At that moment, a group of dark [intimidating] men strode towards Seo-eun’s table.

“There they are! Those bitches!”

“Wow, they’re hot.”

“Ah, this bastard tried to have all the fun himself and got beat up.”

“Shut up, hey, you, you little shit, wanna talk to me?”

Seo-eun didn’t even look at them, sipping her drink and muttering.

“Is this club allowing animals? I keep hearing dog barking from somewhere.”

“Heh, seriously, cute, cute, hey, I need to get some treatment fees from you tonight, I have plenty of money, so forget about that, let’s do physical therapy, will you come willingly, or should I drag you out?”

There were four quite large men, plus this pink-haired man, making five in total. Seo-eun narrowed her brows at his dirty language and glanced at Chief Kim.

I told him to stay far away, but he’s really too far away. Moreover, two women approached and started talking to him, so he’s happily grinning.

Still, it’s a distance he can reach in one go if there’s a commotion, so he’ll come quickly.

Seo-eun took out a check from her handbag and threw it at him.

“Take it and get lost.”

The men couldn’t quickly confirm how many zeros there were. Seeing that it was at least in the millions [of Korean won, equivalent to thousands of US dollars], their eyes widened.

However, the pink-haired man didn’t even look at the check and crumpled it, throwing it at Seo-eun’s face.

“You bitch! Still don’t understand the situation?!”

The pink-haired man overturned the table, and a bottle fell to the floor and broke, shards of glass flying and cutting Seo-eun’s leg.

Seo-eun’s handbag also fell, and her belongings scattered.

“Ouch.”

Only then did Chief Kim look over and his eyes widened.

At the same time, Haru snatched Seo-eun’s lipstick and stood up, stabbing the pink-haired man between the neck and chin.

*Thwack!*

“Ugh!”

The pink-haired man stiffened as if he had been hit by some kind of poison dart.

Haru didn’t stop, stabbing his side, the inside of his elbow with the lipstick, then grabbing his ear and slamming his face into her knee.

*Thud! Thwack! Bang!*

The pink-haired man was mindlessly beaten before falling backward. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

The men who saw the series of attacks right in front of them, as well as Seo-eun, were left with their mouths agape at the combo that looked like it was straight out of an action movie.

Then, the men who realized the situation rushed in, claiming loyalty.

“You little shit!”

“Grab her!”

The large man’s arm and Haru’s hand subtly brushed past each other, and the end of the lipstick accurately stabbed his armpit.

*Thwack!*

“Ugh!”

While he was stiff, Haru lifted her head and headbutted his chin.

*Bang!*

Then, she stabbed the inside of the arm and collarbone of the large man who was grabbing her shoulder, then stepped on his stomach and jumped up, spinning in the air and accurately kicking the chin of the man approaching from behind.

*Thud!*

Her skirt was short, creating a precarious scene, but the large man had already rolled his eyes back and collapsed. The last man stood there blankly, unable to do anything, then shuddered as he met Haru’s eyes. At the same time, Chief Kim, who was running from behind, tackled him, twisting his arm back sharply and saying.

“D-Director! Are you okay?!”

Seo-eun sighed softly as she looked at the chief.

*

As someone who helps the police, even small issues shouldn’t arise.

Seo-eun called the police and explained the situation, and fortunately, someone had been filming a video from when the pink-haired man overturned the table, which made their testimony favorable.

The pink-haired man was the delinquent son of a small business owner, and the large men who followed him were thugs with prior convictions for violence.

Seo-eun also had a small wound on her leg, so they reached an agreement, but the other party was a repeat offender, so they couldn’t avoid punishment.

“What kind of dogshit law is this! Hey! Get your chief out here!!”

While the pink-haired man was foaming at the mouth, feeling wronged, the lawyer next to him’s phone rang.

“…Yes, yes, President, your son is here. Yes, I’ll switch you over.”

“Dad! I’m really unfairly… Huh? Yes? Ah…”

The pink-haired man glanced at An Seo-eun with a quickly subdued expression. Then, he hung up the phone and lowered his head.

“I-I’m sorry. An Seo-eun… Director, I won’t appear before your eyes again…”

An Seo-eun crossed her legs and nodded.

“Okay. Don’t show off your money recklessly.”

“Yes, yes… I’m sorry.”

The pink-haired man repeatedly bowed his head.

*

On the way home from the police station, in the car driven by Chief Kim, Seo-eun’s eyes sparkled as she stared at Haru.

She knew that Haru had grown up in an unusual environment, but she didn’t know she possessed such deadly skills.

“Haru was so cool. *Thwack thwack!* It was like watching an action movie!”

“The lipstick… I’m sorry. I’ll buy you a new one.”

Seo-eun hurriedly waved her hands.

“No, no. I was almost out anyway, so I should buy a new one, I’ll buy one for Haru too. Do you like this color?”

Haru turned her head and looked at her reflection in the window, nodding.

“Yes.”

“Shall we meet tomorrow too?”

Haru looked back at Seo-eun. She didn’t know her well, but she knew that Seo-eun was in a very high position and very busy. Still, she was grateful that she was making time for her like this.

She didn’t want to refuse, out of consideration for her.

“Yes.”

***

[Young police officer! The nation believes in you!]

A phrase that warms the hearts of police trainees who have passed the police exam and come to receive training is prominently placed at the entrance of the Central Police Academy.

In the central auditorium, trainees are gathered in groups of three or five, waiting.

Kim Woong-min, the representative trainee of this class, is popular with both men and women for his neat face, tall height, moderate muscles, and kind manner of speaking (말투).

A woman with a refreshing bob haircut sitting next to him muttered softly.

“Did you hear? That Detective Shin is coming this time, the one who took on four gangsters with 회칼 [hoe-kal, sashimi knives] alone, no, the one who fought eight people barehanded this time!”

Woong-min didn’t like the reaction of this pretty classmate, who was expecting and praising someone other than himself.

“Articles are originally exaggerated to make them more sensational. Frankly, if you have even a little basic common sense, you’ll know that it doesn’t make sense. Even a 격투기 [gyeoktugi, mixed martial arts] champion can’t take on eight gangsters with 회칼 alone.”

“Really? Well, reporters do exaggerate a bit.”

“Whatever the intention, it’s still a positive thing that the police have a trustworthy image.”

“That’s right, that’s right. I think Detective Shin is responsible for half of the reason why we’re being called ‘police’ instead of ‘견찰 [gyeonchal, a derogatory term for police]’ these days. I’ve been collecting articles that make the police’s image look good…”

At that moment, the existing instructor opened the auditorium door and held it open, escorting someone. Soon after, a man in 기동복 [gidongbok, riot police uniform] entered the auditorium.

Because all the articles and videos related to Shin Hae-soo were taken from a distance or were moving pictures, it was the first time that all the trainees had properly seen him.

Kim Woong-min, who had been secretly jealous of Hae-soo, couldn’t take his eyes off him as soon as he entered the auditorium.

*Thud. Thud. Thud.*

The muscles that made the 기동복 look slim-fit, the sharp eyes that conveyed 냉철함 [naengcheolham, coldness/composure], the strong jaw, the trainees felt their breath catch in their throats each time he moved closer.

*Click.*

Soon, Hae-soo stood before them. Hae-soo looked around at the trainees and opened his mouth.

“I’m Shin Hae-soo, a police officer from the Chungnam Violent Crimes Investigation Unit, who will be in charge of special training for two weeks starting today.”

<#73. Lipstick Education> End