The Inspector Is Getting Promoted! [EN]: Chapter 93

Prosecutor, You’re Going Places! – Episode 93

Submerged (8)

-How are you doing?

“Same as always.”

-Same my ass. I can hear the strain in your voice, you little punk.

Laughter crackled over the phone.

-How can you not be happy when you’ve climbed all the way to your dream position as head prosecutor?

“Kuhahaha, you know me too well. I can’t brag in front of others because they might get jealous.”

-Jealous of you? Get real!

The person on the phone was none other than Shin Yong-ho.

He was there with me from the very beginning when I started climbing to this position, and now he’s my best friend, working in the legal team at Juok Group.

“I’m working on something these days, but it’s not going as planned, so I’ve got a bit of a headache.”

The biggest problem was that it had been ten days since Reporter Im Yuna started digging to catch candidate Do Jun-cheol’s affair, but there was still no news.

-Sounds rough. Is there anything I can do to help?

“No, but I’ll ask if I need anything later.”

-Alright.

After a brief silence, he spoke again in a serious voice.

-Seo Jun-ah, the head of the Strategic Analysis Office visited the other day, you know?

The Strategic Analysis Office was Chairman Lee Cheol-yong of the Juok Group’s direct department.

“Why did he come?”

-Well, it seems like they haven’t decided who to back in this presidential election yet.

“Oh, really?”

-Yeah. But judging by the look of things, I got the feeling they were subtly asking me to ask you.”

“Did Chairman Lee Cheol-yong send him, or is the head of the Strategic Analysis Office asking on his own?”

-I think Chairman Lee Cheol-yong sent him.

If Chairman Lee Cheol-yong sent him, he probably asked not only me but also all the figures who have connections with him.

“Looks like the Strategic Analysis Office hasn’t been able to figure it out properly either?”

-Yeah. It seems like they’re making their own guesses since such a big issue like impeachment broke out this time, but they don’t seem to have any confidence.”

“Hmm.”

-Can you tell me which way you’re going to move? Or should I just pretend I don’t know?

Whether to tell him or not was entirely up to me.

Even if Shin Yong-ho pretended not to know, he wouldn’t suffer any disadvantages. I was sure of that.

However, it would be better for me to continue maintaining a good relationship with Juok Group.

To do that, I had to prove that I still had a sharp eye.

If I joined hands with Chairman Lee Cheol-yong, Juok Group’s wealth would always be a reliable source of strength.

However, I wasn’t sure yet, so it was impossible for me to make a decision based on just one person.

“For now, I’m going with Gyeong Dong-su from the Min Guk Party and Nam Mun-seok from the Dae Han Party.”

-Gyeong Dong-su?

“Yeah.”

-He’s lagging behind Do Jun-cheol in the preliminary polls for the party’s primary?

“That’ll be overturned soon. I’m sure of it.”

-Okay, I got it. I’ll pass that along for now.

“Yeah. I’ll let you know if there are any changes.”

-Thanks.

“Don’t mention it. Call me again if you need anything.”

-Take care.

If even Juok Group joins this side, the stakes will only get higher.

Gyeong Dong-su must be elected as the final candidate in the party’s primary.

***

Evening, four days before the Min Guk Party’s primary.

Bad news was broadcast on TV.

-According to predictions for the Min Guk Party’s primary, candidate Do Jun-cheol is at 42%, candidate Gyeong Dong-su is at 34%, and candidate Kwon Byeong-jun is at 21%. Candidate Do Jun-cheol has finally exceeded the margin of error and is leading in first place.

“Damn it!”

I slammed the wall.

In a presidential election, the results could be overturned in the actual vote, unlike preliminary polls, but the party’s primary was literally a vote among party members, so the results of the preliminary polls were very likely to continue as they were.

I never expected things to go so wrong.

I’ve been in contact with Reporter Im Yuna several times a day, but she still hasn’t captured any conclusive evidence of candidate Do Jun-cheol’s affair.

There were occasional glances and subtle skinship in the election camp, but it was so insignificant that it couldn’t be reported as an actual affair.

I was sure I could capture the scene because it was what I saw in the future text, but the fact that I haven’t found it until now, with the party’s primary just around the corner, filled me with anxiety.

Is Reporter Im Yuna incompetent?

Did she miss it because of that?

If that was the case, it was my fault for choosing Reporter Im Yuna.

However, Reporter Im Yuna was more passionate than Reporter Park Su-hyeong, if not more so.

She even said that she was practically living in the building across the street, so it didn’t make sense that she missed it by mistake.

At the same time, an uneasy thought flashed through my mind.

Could it be that the affair photos I saw in the future text were taken after Do Jun-cheol won the party’s primary?

So the intention was to use that as leverage to join the Dae Han Party and destroy the Min Guk Party itself…….

No.

That can’t be.

So far, the future text has read my thoughts and intentions and given me hints to move in the direction I wanted, but it has never led me to a situation that goes against my will.

Even in this situation, Prime Minister Choi Gyu-hyeon seemed to be trying to make it impossible for Gyeong Dong-su to even compete in the presidential election, and he was carrying out all sorts of smear campaigns to drop him from the party’s primary.

Because of that, only Gyeong Dong-su, who was being bombarded by Do Jun-cheol and Choi Gyu-hyeon, was constantly being driven into a crisis.

If this goes on, not only will Assemblyman Hwang Cheol-yong be ruined, but I’ll really be screwed.

Seeing Choi Gyu-hyeon, who was acting as the president, pushing him, I even started to think that the next presidential power might really continue in the Dae Han Party.

However, I’ve already made too big of a mess to go back to him completely.

If I join the Dae Han Party in this situation, the Min Guk Party won’t just stand by and watch.

My head is getting too complicated.

Four days.

Since the primary is in four days, Reporter Im Yuna has to capture that photo by tomorrow at the latest so that it can be released two days before the election.

If the article breaks the day before the election, it will be too late to easily reverse the gap that has already widened.

Reporter Im Yuna.

My next five years as a prosecutor depend on her photo.

She has to take it, no matter what.

***

However, a whole day passed without any contact from Reporter Im Yuna.

All I heard was that everyone had left Do Jun-cheol’s election camp and the lights in the office were off.

Eventually, on the evening of the day before the primary, I headed directly to the place where Reporter Im Yuna was waiting.

It was about 170m away from his election camp building, and all I could see with the naked eye was whether the lights were on or off.

However, I could see the internal situation clearly through Reporter Im Yuna’s telephoto camera.

I wondered if industrial spies could extract data in this way.

“Today is the deadline, right?”

Reporter Im Yuna also seemed nervous today and asked cautiously.

“Yes.”

I looked inside the election camp with binoculars that I had prepared separately, and Reporter Im Yuna kept her eyes on the camera lens.

We didn’t talk much.

No, we couldn’t.

If we were distracted by the story even for a moment and missed the timing, there would be no turning back.

As the day of the party’s primary was approaching, the people in the election camp showed no signs of leaving work.

They ordered food from the camp until dinner, and then, as it approached 9 p.m., they began to leave one by one.

Now I had to really be nervous.

Gulp.

The sound of swallowing and.

Crack.

The sound of cracking my neck with a stretch was the only thing that occasionally broke the silence.

As it passed 10 p.m., the election camp staff left like a tide in an instant.

And the last ones left were the accounting staff and Do Jun-cheol.

Without realizing it, my hands were sweating.

I was about to ask Reporter Im Yuna if she was watching properly, but I stopped myself.

I was worried that I might distract her by talking to her.

I glanced at her and saw that she was completely focused, with her eyes glued to the camera lens.

How long had it been?

Click.

I heard the sound of Reporter Im Yuna’s shutter.

I hurriedly raised my binoculars.

The scene that came into view through the lens was Do Jun-cheol putting his hands on the accounting staff’s shoulders and chatting affectionately.

It was clearly not the usual employee-boss dynamic.

But this alone was not enough.

Then, Do Jun-cheol’s hand slowly went down below her shoulder.

At the same time, I heard the sound of the shutter.

I focused all my attention and watched his mouth movements.

‘The party’s primary is almost confirmed, so let’s get hot…….’

I couldn’t confirm the rest of the words.

Because the accounting staff turned her head, Do Jun-cheol’s mouth was covered.

But that didn’t matter.

Then, in an instant.

The accounting staff and Do Jun-cheol looked at each other and began to crave each other’s lips.

Yes!

I clenched my fist.

Shutter sound.

Next to me, the shutter sound was heard non-stop.

A different composition from what I saw in the future text.

But this alone was enough.

The fact that they were kissing proved that it was an affair.

I immediately put down my binoculars and called Assemblyman Hwang Cheol-yong.

In this situation, it wouldn’t be a hindrance to Im Yuna even if I made a phone call.

-Oh, Chief Choi!

Assemblyman Hwang Cheol-yong answered the phone as if he had been waiting, before the ringtone even rang a few times.

-Is there any progress?

“Yes. It’s a complete success.”

-As expected, Chief Choi!

Unlike yesterday, when he called with anxiety, he shouted in a joyful voice.

The sound of him jumping up from his seat in excitement was transmitted even over the phone.

-What is it?

“I’ll meet you and show you. I’ll go to your house right now.”

-Oh, I see. Is there anything I can prepare separately?

“Just complete the preparations to appeal to candidate Gyeong Dong-su. We have prepared everything else.”

Since we already knew about the affair and the other party, Reporter Im Yuna and I had revised the article several times to make it as provocative as possible.

All we had to do was attach the photos we just took and the game was over.

-I’m sorry that I doubted you even for a moment.

“No. I barely made the deadline, too.”

-Then I…….

Just before Assemblyman Hwang Cheol-yong finished speaking.

“Prosecutor!”

Suddenly, I heard Reporter Im Yuna’s urgent voice.

She was still leaning her eyes on the camera lens and clicking the shutter repeatedly.

I forgot that I was on the phone and hurriedly picked up my binoculars.

A passionate scene that came into view at a glance.

They began to untie each other’s buttons.

But that was only for a moment, and soon the blinds were drawn on the window, blocking the view from the outside.

Until the light stopped leaking from the blinds, Reporter Im Yuna’s fingers moved busily, pressing the shutter without a moment’s rest.

It’s over.

It’s a reversal.

A very perfect reversal.

I had a card that could end Do Jun-cheol’s political career.

After a while, when the inside was completely invisible, Reporter Im Yuna raised her head.

With a very confident expression that she had done a great job.

“Prosecutor, I took everything very perfectly.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

I gave her a very strong high five.

“It’s time for Do Jun-cheol to overturn the table.”

“No.”

I smiled and shook my head.

“It’s time to take away the spoon. Shouldn’t we eat that delicious meal that has been prepared?”

Reporter Im Yuna finally smiled brightly.

“Let’s eat until we’re full.”

The meal that many prosecutors who had sided with Do Jun-cheol and Gyeong Dong-su had prepared.

All that was left was to take away the meal that the Do Jun-cheol line was trying to eat and feast on it ourselves.

At that time, a loud voice was heard over the phone.

-Chief Choi, what’s wrong? Is something wrong?

Assemblyman Hwang Cheol-yong asked urgently over the phone in a worried voice.

I curled up my lips and denied it.

“No. It’s news that’s too good.”

-Really?

I could feel the joy in his voice.

I answered in a confident voice.

“It’s 120% of the data, exceeding 100%. We have prepared a case that can completely overturn the situation.”

-Really?

“Yes.”

I said, twisting my lips fiercely.

“From now on, it’s show time.”