You Have Been Defended [EN]: Chapter 483

“You’re Defended” – Episode 483

#483

“Ah, meat. Let’s eat meat. Seriously, I had such a tough day today.”

I was planning to head straight home from the hotel, but Kang Min-jae seemed to have other ideas.

He stopped me from pressing the elevator button to go down to the parking lot and instead pressed the 19th-floor button for the restaurant.

“Why meat all of a sudden? Just go home and ask your housekeeper to make you some meat dishes.”

“Ugh, I want to eat Western food. Our housekeeper specializes in Korean food. And even if it’s beef, she insists on grilling it well-done.”

“Then go eat by yourself. Why drag me along…?”

“Tae-shik. Honestly, you want to eat it too, right?”

Seeming like his whining wouldn’t work on me, Kang Min-jae pulled Tae-shik into it.

Actually, bringing in Tae-shik was a commendable move.

Tae-shik is my bodyguard, and I can’t go home alone without him.

Moreover, Tae-shik isn’t like a typical bodyguard who blindly follows my orders; he has a very strong sense of self, so if Kang Min-jae wins him over, I’m stuck too.

And Tae-shik clearly recognizes this dynamic.

I could tell by the smirk he gave me.

I quickly spoke up before Tae-shik could add anything.

“You two eat together. We’re leaving.”

“Jeong-hyeok.”

Then, Kang Min-jae pulled in Jeong-hyeok, who had been staring straight ahead without saying a word.

“Jeong-hyeok is Tae-shik’s subordinate, right?”

“Yes? Ah, yes, he is.”

“Tae-shik is stuck eating ramen at home, but it would break Jeong-hyeok’s heart to eat good food in a nice place all by himself, right?”

Jeong-hyeok looked troubled, rolled his eyes for a moment, and then slowly nodded.

“Ah, yes.”

[Lie]

Jeong-hyeok doesn’t seem to care whether Tae-shik eats meat or pulls weeds.

“See? Jeong-hyeok is uncomfortable too. Now Tae-shik’s opinion is important, right? Tae-shik, do you want to eat meat or not?”

“Are you kidding? Of course, I want to eat it.”

There’s no way Tae-shik would refuse meat.

Just as I was thinking Kang Min-jae was being shameless for asking such an obvious question, he grabbed my arm and started shaking it.

“See? Tae-shik wants to eat it too. Let’s eat together. Okay?”

“Sigh… You have to make reservations for places like this. There probably aren’t any seats anyway.”

“Then let’s do this. If they say there are no seats, we’ll coolly part ways.”

And before I could even answer, Kang Min-jae pressed the 19th-floor button.

“A friend of mine said this place was good. I hope there’s a seat!”

Kang Min-jae excitedly strode towards the restaurant.

He was walking so fast that Jeong-hyeok had to quickly run to keep up.

I slowly followed behind Kang Min-jae.

I just want to go home, eat something, and get some work done.

I’ve been thinking about things I discussed with Jeong Ji-min…

“Wow, Attorney. They said we can eat!”

He must have already checked if we could eat without a reservation because he was waving his arms and shouting at me.

No, now that I think about it, it wouldn’t be strange if Kang Min-jae had made a reservation to eat here after talking with Jeong Ji-min.

…What’s the point of pointing that out?

I sighed and ended up taking a seat.

Kang Min-jae, as if he had checked in advance, skillfully ordered, saying, “This course is the best,” and wiped his hands with a wet towel.

Then, as if he thought I would complain, he preemptively struck first.

“How was your conversation with Jeong Ji-min? Did you get anything out of it?”

It seems he intends to make it feel like this meal isn’t just for his own desires but an extension of work.

“The conversation was long, so I can’t tell you everything. I’ll play the recording at home, so listen to it then.”

“Didn’t you get anything new?”

“Well, it confirmed what we expected. And more importantly, we can’t just keep gathering data.”

“Then?”

“We need to start preparing to unleash it.”

Tae-shik, who had been quietly listening to our conversation, chimed in.

“That’s right. If you’ve gathered a Spirit Bomb, you have to fire it.”

“But we have to aim the Spirit Bomb well so that Go Sang-jun… I mean, that bastard gets hit. What if it misses or the Earthlings don’t give enough energy?”

“What’s a Spirit Bomb?”

The name sounds like a cold noodle restaurant.

Considering the context, it seems like some kind of bullet from a fantasy world.

“…What did you do for fun back in the day? Sigh, I mean, we’re gathering strength now. But when all that strength is gathered, we have to fire it properly for the effect to be activated. But what if the strength isn’t fully gathered and its power is weak? That’s what I’m saying.”

“I’m not saying we should fire it now, but it’s time to plan when and how to fire it. Actually, we’ve been thinking that we have enough issues to send him packing. But we just vaguely thought that and decided to gather more. But now, we’ve reached the stage where we can establish a plan for when and how to fire it.”

Until now, we only had one plan: to get our hands on materials that would leave them with no way out when the special investigation team was opened and Go Sang-jun was brought to court.

As for how to unleash the materials we obtained, we only had vague ideas about creating public opinion by mobilizing the press, Choi Jong-hyun, and Jo Bong-jun’s personal broadcasts.

Perhaps it’s because I unconsciously thought it was still far off.

In my previous life, I was only able to open a special investigation team in 2018, and now it’s only 2012, far short of that.

I predicted that I would be able to open a special investigation team much faster than then, but I didn’t realize that it was coming right up to me.

But at this point, I think we’ve reached the stage where we can establish a concrete plan.

“Well, you’re right. We’ve been too focused on the investigation. But we’ve also grown our brothers’ broadcasts quite a bit, and we’ve gained a lot of credibility. I don’t think we’ve been completely idle. We’ve laid the foundation.”

“That’s right.”

“So, do you have anything in mind?”

“This case. I think we can use it to grow.”

Originally, great things often start from very small things.

You could call it a snowball effect.

We must not stop at simply investigating this case but find a way to use it as a driving force.

Perhaps it’s a golden opportunity to naturally reveal Wooshin’s misdeeds to the world without public resistance.

* * *

As soon as I arrived home, I went straight to my study and called Heo Min-woo.

I didn’t even have time to change my clothes.

Because Kang Min-jae had delayed me quite a bit, I had to call Heo Min-woo quickly before he fell asleep.

“Detective Heo, do you have time to talk for a moment?”

─Not just a moment, I have plenty of time.

“Ah, I didn’t know when you sleep.”

─I’ll share my schedule with you from now on. Since I work shifts, it’s unpredictable. But don’t worry, I can answer even if I’m sleeping if it’s important. Anyway, I heard you were meeting Jeong Ji-min today? How was it?

“I got some decent information. So, there’s a part that needs confirmation.”

─Oh, that’s good. Tell me.

“Choi Jae-hoon called Im Hyun-il around 2 to 3 PM a few days before his death. I was wondering if you could check which day that was.”

─I have the call records, so I’ll take a look now.

I could hear the sound of paper being flipped over the phone.

And soon after, Heo Min-woo replied.

─I just sent you a picture in a message. Is this the record you’re talking about?

“The 9th is three days before his death. I think that’s right.”

─But did any important conversations take place at that time?

“Choi Jae-hoon was very upset while talking to Im Hyun-il. He said, how could you make me do such a surgery?”

─Such a surgery…

“I suspect it’s related to organ trafficking surgery. I’ll share the recorded file of today’s conversation. I’ll send it to the new email you created last time.”

─Ah, yes. I’m confused because I hurriedly created the ID at that time, but is it h1p1k23?

We use email accounts that are serviced overseas when sharing Wooshin-related content because there are concerns about hacking when using web storage and the same concerns about using existing mailboxes.

At first, Heo Min-woo tried to sign up with an ID he often used, so I told him to create a new ID so that others couldn’t guess his ID because of the risk of hacking.

That’s why Heo Min-woo seems confused about his email address.

Well, even if we do this, it might be hacked if someone is determined to break through, but we’re doing as much as we can.

“Yes, that’s right.”

─You told me not to write it down anywhere, so it’s hazy. And you don’t even allow automatic login. I didn’t know you were this thorough.

“It can’t hurt to be careful.”

─I meant it’s good that you’re thorough. Anyway, I’ll be waiting for the email then.”

After hanging up, I sent the recording file containing the conversation with Jeong Ji-min to everyone’s email.

I had some unnecessary conversations at the beginning, but it’s cumbersome to cut them out because I have to use a separate program, and there’s no need to hide them, so I decided to just skip it.

And I opened the folder full of blog pages that Heo Min-woo shared.

I was concerned about the part where Jeong Ji-min said she heard the sound of a laptop tapping after the call with Im Hyun-il.

Could it be that Choi Jae-hoon wrote something on his laptop as soon as the call with Im Hyun-il ended?

Choi Jae-hoon, who didn’t usually do that, was sharp with Im Hyun-il that day, but that doesn’t mean he lost his temper and got angry.

If so, he would have wanted to resolve the emotions he couldn’t express as usual, and he would have naturally written on his blog.

If he had simply sent a message on the computer, Jeong Ji-min wouldn’t have written it long enough to fall asleep because it was like white noise.

Then a blog diary used as an emotional trash can is perfect.

“The 9th…”

The blog post on the 9th was not the amount assigned to me, but I have the file.

I scrolled down the files and soon found the page written on that date.

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Fucking hell, are you kidding me? LOL. I don’t think I’m in my right mind. How can there be such a brazen bastard? I think this is the most absurd moment I’ve ever had while doing this. Removing organs from a patient who is not brain dead, seriously… Does that make sense? When I said I couldn’t do it, he said, ‘Then there’s nothing we can do,’ and then the next day, he immediately said, ‘I don’t know what misunderstanding you had,’ LOL.

Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding????????? LOL. Taking out organs from a patient who is not brain dead, how is that a misunderstanding, you son of a bitch? LOL. Why would you take it out and use it? LOL. Are you going to sell it to gangsters? LOL. Turns out that bastard is a henchman of an organ trafficking ring? LOL. He’s the head of surgery at Wooshin Hospital, so he’s embarrassing himself. LOL.

That bastard is funny too. He worked me like a dog and thought I would quietly shut my mouth about it? LOL. What if I go around telling people? LOL. A fearless bastard. LOL.

Ah… But when I think about it, I can’t do anything. I guess I just have to shut my mouth… FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!!

But can’t I at least say that he should be fired before he causes problems by stabbing the hospital in the back? I want to see that bastard get fucked before I die.

Wait… If the hospital is all in on it, then I’ll just get my neck cut off if I open my mouth… I’m suddenly filled with regret. Ah, I shouldn’t have argued with Im Hyun-il.

Fuck, no, what can I do since it’s already spilled? LOL. What’s he going to do? LOL. A salaried doctor is going to kill me? What’s he going to do? Kiss my ass. LOL. It might even be a good thing. There might be a situation where that bastard is at my beck and call. LOL.

It might have been better than acting like I don’t know anything as usual. What if the hospital knows that Im Hyun-il is doing that and does an internal investigation? LOL. How do I know if Im Hyun-il will try to involve me? I have a way out, so whatever… I’ll have to be careful for a while.
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Jackpot.”