Prosecutor Kim Seo-Jin - Chapter 110

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300 Billion Won (2)
Shin Ji-seok had buried most of the incoming money in real estate.
However, he had also hidden slush funds in preparation for imprisonment and asset forfeiture.
The hiding places were a church with only a sign erected and those shell accounts.
And from what I saw through psychometry, the purpose of that account was….
‘Human trafficking.’
Shin Ji-seok was also planning to flee to Japan, China, or Southeast Asia.
That account held the funds needed for a hasty escape.
The fact that it amounted to 300 billion won was truly….
‘How convenient.’
A devilish smile played across my lips.
Then I shifted my gaze to his desk.
There was one more thing I had confirmed through psychometry.
A ledger of bribes given to politicians.
‘The list is in the desk drawer….’
I couldn’t retrieve it right now.
While most of the congregation was participating in the sit-in, a few were guarding the building.
I had to consider the risk of danger if I moved recklessly.
‘I wish I had a collaborator.’
With just one more person, I could drag him back out the way I came.
But I was alone.
“…Seo Dong-sik gave you the account number?”
“Yes.”
Shin Ji-seok exhaled a sigh and turned his gaze toward the window.
The sound of the sit-in drifted in.
-Violent gangs, step back! Step back!
-Guarantee religious freedom! Guarantee it!
Hearing those voices, Shin Ji-seok opened his mouth.
“Embezzlement at a time like this…. Believer, I’d like to hear the full story from Seo Dong-sik. Would you come with me?”
This was what I wanted.
But I pretended to hesitate and spoke.
“The police could arrive at any moment. I think it’s best if I slip out the way I came in now.”
“No, verification comes first. Please come with me.”
Shin Ji-seok shook his head and turned his body.
He believed the police could not set foot on the sect’s grounds.
The moment police moved in, someone would die and reporters waiting in various locations would make a fuss.
Police forceful crackdown, believer dies
Peaceful protest, but police were merciless
Police assault on believers without protective gear
Three Buwun Church believers found dead. Claims that police covered up murder
Public opinion will turn against them.
The Prosecutor’s Office and Police will have no choice but to retreat under criticism.
Shin Ji-seok let out a faint smile.
‘It’s over. It’s finished.’
Even if I’m caught, it doesn’t matter.
There’s nothing the Prosecutor’s Office can uncover with their capabilities.
Of course, I’ve even considered the worst case—standing in a courtroom.
But.
‘The law in this country is a joke.’
Looking at the sentences given to the pseudo-religious cult leaders caught so far….
-Suspended sentence, at most four years.
I just need to serve that.
Then I can rebuild the cult with the money I’ve hidden away and live lavishly.
Seo Jin knew every thought running through Shin Ji-seok’s mind.
Following him, I quietly pulled out my phone.
Then I quickly composed a message to send to Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae.
-Don’t use force. The person is preparing to….
At that moment, Shin Ji-seok, who had been heading toward the door, turned his head.
“Followers, please come out….”
Seo Jin was holding the phone.
His eyes turned cold, and a terrifying voice spilled from his lips.
“…What are you doing?”
“I was sending a message.”
“A message?”
Seo Jin showed him the phone screen.
There was a message that had arrived from Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae.
-Where are you right now? What are you doing!
And below that was the message I had been composing.
-Sorry. Restroom
I had already deleted the first message I’d written.
Seo Jin laughed awkwardly and opened my mouth.
“Since I’m still a junior member, I can’t say I’m inside the cult with the Master.”
“Ah… I see?”
Shin Ji-seok’s eyes held a strange glint.
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Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae was frowning as he looked at the message that had come from Seo Jin.
‘What is this?’
The message from Seo Jin—something about it felt off.
-Don’t use force. There’s someone preparing to take their own life.
-Where are you right now? What are you doing!
-I apologize. Restroom.
‘This crazy bastard.’
Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae wasn’t stupid.
He could understand the situation from Seo Jin’s message.
He must have infiltrated the cult and was meeting with high-ranking members.
‘He must have gotten caught sending that message.’
Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae clutched his head.
‘Please, I’m begging you—don’t die.’
Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae had equated Seo Jin’s life with his own.
If something happened to Seo Jin, he’d have to repay three billion won all at once.
At the same time, his name would be added to the list of speculators.
Then his life would be over.
‘Please….’
A police official approached Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae.
And asked in a distorted voice.
“What should we do? Keep standing off like this?”
Since the Police Chief of Yongsan Police Station had been arrested, the Prosecutor’s Office and Police had maintained a cold relationship.
Yet the Prosecution Service had brought police forces and kept them standing idle for hours.
“You’re saying a prosecutor named Seo Jin snuck in? What are you talking about?”
The police official’s voice was filled with irritation.
The more people who welcomed Seo Jin’s accomplishments, the more who resented him—such was the world.
Especially among the police.
And not just the police.
The whispers of prosecutors around him were ominous.
“Seo Jin went in?”
“Isn’t it because of that bastard that we can’t go in?”
“That punk acts so high and mighty with the Prosecutor General backing him….”
“He solved a few cases by luck and now he’s prancing over his seniors’ heads.”
Prosecutors were human too.
Senior prosecutors didn’t welcome Seo Jin’s accomplishments.
Especially those of similar seniority.
They never knew when they’d be trampled.
If a junior showed them up, they’d have to resign.
“Damn bastard. I wish he’d just die.”
“Don’t say such scary things. Why would he die? We can make this an issue instead.”
“Huh?”
“He acted alone. And it’s a cult’s headquarters. You think his luck works here too? He’ll definitely do something reckless, so we can make that an issue.”
“…Something reckless?”
“Those bastards are cultists. Who knows what they’ll do. But Seo Jin gets taken hostage perfectly. A prosecutor held hostage, begging for his life—can you imagine?”
They grinned wickedly, their faces twisted with malice.
Then one prosecutor pulled out his phone.
“Wait… I’ll send a message to a journalist I know. The whole nation needs to hear about this.”
But the investigators saw things differently.
The gathered investigators were already deep in conversation about Seo Jin.
“Last time he smashed through a door with a hammer, right? But this time he climbed over a wall?”
“Yeah. He just walked along casually, then whoosh—over he went. And you know what he said?”
“What?”
“I’ll be back soon.”
“Damn… he’s insane. This is genuinely insane, but it’s incredible.”
I’d heard stories of people who charge headfirst into danger, but I’d never actually witnessed it myself.
And these men genuinely hoped that Seo Jin would resolve this.
Barricaded believers faced police blocking their path, spears visible throughout the grounds, officers gripping shields tightly.
One spark and catastrophic bloodshed would follow.
Whether police or believers, someone would inevitably be seriously injured.
“…If Prosecutor Seo Jin brings him out, nobody gets hurt, right?”
“God, I hope so…”
But they knew it was impossible—they’d be fortunate if he escaped unscathed.
Just then, an investigator touching his phone widened his eyes.
And he murmured.
His voice was ominous.
“This… this is…”
“What? What’s wrong?”
The investigators pulled out their phones.
A breaking news alert had come through.
[(Breaking News) Prosecutor Infiltrates Buwun Church]
According to a source within the Prosecutor’s Office…
“Shit, shit… who the hell did this!”
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At that moment, Seo Dong-sik was on a call while looking out the window.
“The situation hasn’t changed? The police aren’t making a move? Tch… provoke them a bit.”
The sound of a door opening reached his ears, and Seo Dong-sik turned his head.
Shin Ji-seok was entering.
He was about to bow respectfully…
‘Huh?’
Then Seo Jin appeared behind him.
In that instant, Seo Dong-sik understood the situation.
The man’s face hardened as he opened his mouth urgently.
“That, that is….”
“Did you take the money?”
“I did receive it. But you’re a prosecutor, you see. So I thought it might be a trap, and I put it somewhere else for now….”
Seo Dong-sik’s words were disjointed.
He struggled desperately to wriggle out of the corner.
But Shin Ji-seok’s voice was frigid.
“Bring it.”
“…What?”
“Show me the account you’re holding right now!”
At the thunderous roar, Seo Dong-sik retreated hesitantly.
Then.
“B, brother….”
Finally, he called Shin Ji-seok brother.
“Brother! Please listen to me! Why are you listening to that bastard? A guy who just came yesterday donated 300 million! Does that make sense to you? Huh?”
But there was no mercy in Shin Ji-seok’s eyes.
To him, Seo Dong-sik was nothing but a thug who stole money.
He approached Seo Dong-sik with heavy steps, spewing words like a gangster would.
“So you’ve been embezzling? It’s not just been a day or two, has it? How much have you been pocketing all this time? How much have you been skimming off? You bastard, I’ll tear you apart, I’ll burn you to death.”
“Brother!”
“Dong-sik, you embezzled money meant for God! How can I trust you?”
Murderous intent dripped from Shin Ji-seok’s eyes, and Seo Dong-sik was consumed by terror.
Images of those who had died so brutally began to flash through his mind.
Those who had died for lacking faith!
And the moment their faces overlapped with his own….
‘No, this can’t happen!’
He cried out, looking at Seo Jin.
“A, are you just going to stand there and watch? You’re a prosecutor!”
Seo Jin did not answer.
He shrugged his shoulders, dismissing the man’s voice, and simply observed the actions of the two.
“Hey!”
“Shut up!”
The voices of the two men echoed through the space.
It was truly a spectacle.
Then Seo Jin’s phone vibrated.
Opening his phone, he found a message from Lee Eun-ha, a reporter at Seeing the World.
-Is this you, Prosecutor? Come out quickly. It’s dangerous.
Clicking the attached link, it connected to an article.
An article about Seo Jin having infiltrated this place.
‘Sigh….’
I swept my hair back and shut the door with a decisive click.
At the same moment, Seo Dong-sik’s phone began to ring loudly.
“Answer it.”
With Shin Ji-seok’s permission, Seo Dong-sik brought the phone to his ear.
A tense voice came through from the other end.
-Teacher! A prosecutor has infiltrated! What should we do? Should we pull some people from the occupation and send them over there?
The voice on the other end was loud enough for both Shin Ji-seok and me to hear clearly.
Shin Ji-seok’s voice turned savage.
“Tell him to come. Today’s martyr is you. A thief who embezzled God’s money deserves to die.”
Seo Dong-sik’s face trembled violently.
Because he could see the future.
Oil would be poured all over his body.
The moment he stepped into the street, someone would set him on fire.
Disguised as self-immolation, he would thrash about in that scorching inferno before death—a horrifying future!
“A… a…”
Just as Seo Dong-sik was waving his hand and backing away.
I opened my mouth.
“Wait a moment. What if I take him with me? It would be a waste to kill him, wouldn’t it?”
At those words, Seo Dong-sik’s gaze snapped toward me.
He doubted whether such words could come from a prosecutor’s mouth.
“What are you saying! I’m a prosecutor! A prosecutor! You have to save me!”
I ignored his voice once again.
And I scratched my head while looking at Shin Ji-seok.
“If we handle it so that Seo Dong-sik directed everything from the murders onward, and announce that Teacher knew nothing about any of it, that would work well. I’d also build up some achievements.”
Shin Ji-seok’s eyes narrowed.
He doesn’t trust me.
But it’s quite a decent deal.
‘I was planning to drag him out anyway. But if he takes Seo Dong-sik…’
Shin Ji-seok’s eyes gleamed.
-Taking advantage of the loosened investigation by the Prosecutor’s Office, all crimes are placed on Seo Dong-sik’s shoulders.
-And he gets away by claiming he knew nothing.
-There are plenty of believers who would testify that Seo Dong-sik is a bad guy.
‘Not bad.’
Having finished his thoughts, Shin Ji-seok snatched the phone from Seo Dong-sik’s hand and ended the call.
Then he opened his mouth while looking at me.
“Take him with you. I grant permission.”
The moment those words left his lips, I burst into laughter.
“This is insane.”
My laughter echoed through the space for quite some time.
I had placed both Shin Ji-seok and Seo Dong-sik in the palm of my hand and driven a wedge between them.
And that conclusion was the moment they betrayed each other completely.
Those who spoke of faith falling out over money—how pathetic.
But Shin Ji-seok still didn’t understand what Seo Jin’s laughter meant.
“…Why are you doing that?”
“Ah, forgive me. Your thoughts are so predictable, I can’t help but laugh.”
Only then did Shin Ji-seok meet Seo Jin’s eyes.
They were different from before.
He was looking at me as if I were an insect.
The man bit his lip and spoke.
“…What did you say?”
Seo Jin ignored him and shifted his gaze to Seo Dong-sik.
The betrayal was complete. Now came the turn to persuade Seo Dong-sik.
“Seo Dong-sik, you understand, don’t you? If you stay here, you die. But if you come with me, you live.”
“…!”
“And you know the Prosecutor’s Office has no evidence to prove the charges, right? Murder? Do you have proof that you commissioned it? You don’t, do you? And this investigation—it was only done because of public pressure, not because the prosecution has any particular animosity toward your religion. Turn yourself in and save your life.”
Conflict filled Seo Dong-sik’s eyes.
He stammered out a question.
“…W-what are you saying right now?”
“Is my meaning unclear? Let’s arrest that old man together and get out.”
A crack split across Shin Ji-seok’s face.
He glared at Seo Jin with furious eyes.
But Seo Jin smiled faintly and continued speaking to Seo Dong-sik.
“During the investigation, if you throw out a few of that old man’s misdeeds, even better.”
“…!”
“Ah, that works out nicely. That cult leader goes to prison, and you become the new leader of this place. How much money is there? I’m quite curious about that. If you share it, thank you. What do you say? Want to leave together?”
“…!”
“If you leave with me, hundreds of billions of won become yours.”
Seo Dong-sik muttered with a hollow expression.
“Hundreds of billions?”
Meanwhile, Shin Ji-seok quickly grabbed his phone and began searching for the believers’ contact information.
It was obvious at a glance.
Seo Dong-sik was no longer on his side.
But.
‘If the believers just come, I can silence Seo Dong-sik’s mouth….’
It failed.
Seo Dong-sik snatched the phone from Shin Ji-seok’s hand.
Shin Ji-seok glared at Seo Dong-sik with blazing eyes.
“Do you think you can leave here? Absolutely not….”
Seo Jin cut off his words.
“I’ve been telling you the whole time—I just leave the way I came in.”
Shin Ji-seok’s eyes darted about frantically.
‘Then….’
There was still a way.
He could call the believers remaining in the building.
They might be nearby, searching for the prosecutor who had infiltrated them.
‘Yes, that’s it.’
Shin Ji-seok opened his mouth to cry out.
But that too was blocked.
Seo Dong-sik had clamped his hand over Shin Ji-seok’s mouth.
“Mmph! Mmph!”
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“Damn it!”
Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae paced back and forth.
The news of Seo Jin’s infiltration had broken as a flash report and dominated the real-time search rankings.
Buwun Church would know about it too.
This was truly dangerous.
“Should we move in? But if there are casualties, the Prosecutor’s Office will be held responsible. We didn’t choose this.”
The police commander in front grew irritated.
And Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae nodded with a grim expression.
“Move in.”
Seo Jin’s life had to be saved.
That was the priority.
The police commander picked up his radio.
And the investigators watching him flicked the cigarettes from their mouths.
“This is war.”
Someone would die now.
The Prosecutor’s Office would bear responsibility for the violence and bloodshed.
“Sigh….”
Tension settled on the faces of the prosecutors who had viewed Seo Jin unfavorably.
But their expressions were slightly different.
They were anticipating Seo Jin being taken hostage and humiliated.
These cultists—who knew what they might do when faced with police force.
And to them, Seo Jin was the devil.
‘You went too far.’
They fixed their gaze on the police commander.
The police commander opened his mouth.
“As of this moment….”
That was when it happened.
“Huh?”
A single exclamation from someone.
The gazes of the police officials, prosecutors, and investigators snapped toward the source in unison.
Seo Jin was dragging Seo Dong-sik and Shin Ji-seok along as he walked toward them.

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