Prosecutor Kim Seo-Jin - Chapter 112

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300 Billion (4)
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Do Gwang-hyun walked into a Korean traditional restaurant in Seocho District.
He’d come at Seo Jin’s summons.
But Seo Jin hadn’t arrived yet.
Do Gwang-hyun took a seat, pulled out his phone, and sent Seo Jin a message: “I’m here.”
Then he leaned his back against the wall and began searching for and reading Seo Jin’s articles.
The Prosecutor’s Office had conducted a search and seizure of Buwun Church today.
But when you really thought about it, it was Seo Jin’s one-man show.
The articles were explosive, and the comments were equally so.
-Let’s nail this down! Prosecutor Seo Jin, fighting!
-Did you see when he said “I have evidence”? That was so cool lol
└Seems like they pick prosecutors based on looks these days.
└So damn cool.
└Kyaaah!
-Serial killer, detective, police chief, prosecutor, cult leader… who’s next?
└There is no next, right? He’ll be exiled before that?
└Why would he be exiled?
└Guys like that never last long in Seoul.
└Rather than worry about Seo Jin, I’d worry about celebrities. His uncle’s a chief prosecutor. His dad’s the CEO of Jaejeong Construction.
“└That damn rich kid, seriously…”
The corners of Do Gwang-hyun’s mouth twitched as he read the comments.
He soon burst into laughter and slapped his knee.
“That’s right. Pure charisma.”
Seeing Seo Jin, his colleague, doing so well lifted his spirits naturally.
As he continued reading the articles, Do Gwang-hyun found a video of Seo Jin.
The tense moment where a police official shouted “As of this moment…!”, and the scene where Seo Jin perfectly apprehended Shin Ji-seok and Seo Dong-sik.
The view count was skyrocketing.
“Damn! The cinematography is killer!”
But then it happened.
Do Gwang-hyun’s cheerful expression turned bitter.
He’d suddenly recalled the past.
‘If there had been a prosecutor like that back then…’
Do Gwang-hyun was a former convict, notorious since childhood for orchestrating fraud schemes.
There was only one reason he’d turned to crime.
‘Poible—the private equity fund specializing in corporate restructuring.’
His parents had died because of them, and he wanted revenge against them.
‘Sigh…’
Do Gwang-hyun, lost in memories of the past, drained his glass in one long gulp.
The memory came flooding back—how he’d desperately pleaded at the police station when his parents passed away, begging them with every fiber of his being.
“Please, catch him! Please! My mother… my mother is dead!”
Despite the abundance of evidence and suspicion, the Prosecutor’s Office and Police had turned a deaf ear to his pleas.
They’d simply left him with the cold words “Wait” before burying the investigation.
If only there had been a prosecutor like Seo Jin back then—someone willing to charge in without hesitation….
Do Gwang-hyun paused mid-thought and shook his head.
Then he recalled the first time he’d met Seo Jin.
Seo Jin had made a promise.
“I don’t like those bastards either. I want to eliminate them.”
At that time, Do Gwang-hyun hadn’t believed him.
But now he did.
It would be difficult at first, but he was certain Seo Jin would methodically strangle those criminals’ lifeline.
The door creaked open and Seo Jin entered.
Do Gwang-hyun quickly masked his melancholy expression with a bright smile.
“Welcome! You must be exhausted. Those cult bastards aren’t easy to deal with, are they? Haha.”
“Exhausted? I was just doing my job. Have you been waiting long?”
“No, I just arrived myself.”
As Seo Jin sat across from him, Do Gwang-hyun reached for the bottle.
But Seo Jin shook his head.
“I can’t drink. I need to get back inside. I’m only out for a moment.”
Do Gwang-hyun set the bottle down and studied Seo Jin carefully.
Now was the time to hear why Seo Jin had summoned him.
But then something utterly unexpected came from Seo Jin’s mouth.
“I’ve decided to believe in God starting today.”
“What?”
The man who’d just gone after a pseudo-religious cult was suddenly saying he believed in God.
As Do Gwang-hyun tilted his head in confusion, Seo Jin continued.
“I made a donation yesterday. Three hundred million won.”
“Are you insane?”
Do Gwang-hyun’s eyes widened.
Three hundred million won as a donation? No matter how much money one had, that was absurd!
Do Gwang-hyun felt as though a stone had lodged in his chest.
“Last time you sent three billion won to that bastard Jo Woo-jae, and now three hundred million in donations? Prosecutor, that’s not how you spend money! No matter how wealthy you are, you’ll be completely drained at this rate!”
Do Gwang-hyun looked as though he might cry.
He’d gone through so much trouble with money laundering and real estate speculation, yet Seo Jin was spending money freely without a care in the world.
“Prosecutor!”
But Seo Jin’s gaze remained calm and composed.
He set down his water glass and spoke quietly.
“There’s a pastor named Seo Dong-sik who was arrested today. When I made that three hundred million donation yesterday, he said something like this.”
“God will repay you a hundredfold, a thousandfold.”
Do Gwang-hyun bit his lip, his expression bewildered.
“That’s just something those people say! What can’t pseudo-religious bastards claim? So he paid 300 million, we caught him today, and now you’re saying you believe in God? What the hell are you talking about?”
“Have you ever been to the Cayman Islands?”
“Ugh….”
Do Gwang-hyun shook his head.
We’re discussing 300 million won, and he’s veering off course.
I can hear my parents’ revenge fluttering away.
A twisted voice emerged from Do Gwang-hyun’s mouth.
“Have I been? No, I haven’t. But why?”
“Go on a trip. Take lots of photos. Let me live vicariously through you.”
“Why are you really doing this? Just tell me the reason. Then I’ll go to Antarctica instead of the Cayman Islands!”
“I told you—I believe in God. He really did repay me a thousandfold. I paid 300 million, and he gave me 300 billion.”
“What?”
Seo Jin tossed a document envelope onto the table.
Do Gwang-hyun’s eyes shifted toward the envelope.
After blinking for a moment, he urgently opened it.
And his eyes widened.
“This, this is…!”
“It’s a bank in the Cayman Islands. All the necessary documents are inside—go withdraw all that money.”
The Cayman Islands is a small island nation of 50,000 people located in the Caribbean, on the opposite side of the globe.
Famous for its blue skies, white sandy beaches, and jade-colored waters, it’s a scenic resort destination where tourists never stop coming year-round.
But beneath that surface, it’s known as one of the world’s premier tax havens, a place with many secret accounts.
“…300 billion.”
Do Gwang-hyun murmured.
Then he asked Seo Jin.
“This is that bastard Shin Ji-seok’s money, right?”
“Yeah.”
“You’re telling me to investigate it?”
“No.”
“Then what?”
“Pocket it.”
Seo Jin laughed playfully.
But Do Gwang-hyun remained serious.
“…Is that really okay?”
“It burned down, didn’t it?”
Buwun Church was devastated. Everything had turned to ash, and not a trace remained.
Moreover, this account was a secret account—a shell account created under someone else’s name.
There was absolutely nothing that could be a problem.
Do Gwang-hyun opened his mouth with vacant eyes.
“Jackpot.”
Seo Jin and Do Gwang-hyun emerged from the Korean Traditional Restaurant.
Walking toward the Prosecutor’s Office, Seo Jin casually asked.
“What could you do with 300 billion won?”
“You could buy every car on this street and still have money left over. You could purchase buildings on this block without taking out a loan. And a penthouse overlooking the Han River would be pocket change compared to 300 billion.”
“When this is over, buy yourself something you want.”
Do Gwang-hyun’s eyes snapped toward Seo Jin.
His gaze alone was asking, ‘Really?’
When Seo Jin nodded, Do Gwang-hyun clenched his fist and spoke.
“I don’t remember it, but I’m pretty sure my ancestors appeared in a dream. Still, I’ll go with something affordable. A Bugatti, a Lamborghini… which one would give me the best posture when I’m sitting in it?”
Seo Jin smiled and walked ahead.
300 billion won—the seed money was ready.
It was time to step on the accelerator.
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Just past midnight, Seo Jin stood in front of my apartment.
I rubbed my tired neck and moved my fingers to enter the password.
It had been a long day.
I was filled with the desire to shower and sleep deeply.
But when I opened the door and stepped inside, Jin-young was waiting.
“You didn’t sleep?”
“Yeah, I was waiting for you, hyung.”
“Me? Why?”
Our parents had just gone into the bedroom, he said.
Jin-young waved his hand and led the way to my room.
He sat on the bed and casually told me what had happened today.
“Kim Young-jun’s Wife came by this afternoon.”
“Yeah?”
“Mom was about to open the door, but I stopped her. She looked angry.”
This had been happening frequently lately, he said.
Requests to get Kim Yun-hwan into the company.
I took off my jacket and hung it on the rack, my brow furrowing.
‘This won’t do.’
They’re crossing the line more and more.
Coveting someone else’s livelihood.
And for someone incompetent like Kim Yun-hwan at that.
There’s a limit to patience.
When I pulled out a chair and sat down, Jin-young spoke.
“Well, our uncle came by and settled it, so don’t worry about it.”
Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun was keeping watch over his wife.
There was no way to predict when she might do something reckless.
Apparently, she had come to this house today, and Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun had hurriedly taken her away.
Jin-young continued speaking with a wry smile.
“Anyway, forget that. Hyung, do you have a girlfriend?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Reporter Lee Eun-ha, right?”
A playful glint crept into Jin-young’s expression.
His face screamed that he’d stayed awake just to ask this question.
Seo Jin chuckled and shook his head.
“Just a journalist I’m friendly with.”
“Come on, she was pretty though? But your taste changed a bit, hyung?”
“My taste?”
“Back then you liked blonde girls with big chests, all curvy and—”
Just then, Seo Jin’s phone vibrated.
The caller ID showed Reporter Lee Eun-ha.
Jin-young’s eyes snapped wide open.
He immediately bolted toward the master bedroom.
“Mom! It’s her! It’s Lee Eun-ha! She’s calling at this hour!”
When I was Seo Jun-kyung, I didn’t know what family was like.
But now I understand.
A younger brother is the enemy.
Seo Jin exhaled and picked up the phone.
Reporter Lee Eun-ha’s voice came through.
-I’m sorry for calling so late. It’s just that I’m planning to post a special feature article about Prosecutor Seo Jin tomorrow morning. Could you read it once—
“Just do whatever you want.”
-Pardon?
“Really, it’s fine. Write it however you like.”
Standing in front of the door were my father, mother, and Jin-young, their eyes gleaming.
My father muttered quietly.
“A candidate to be my daughter-in-law?”
Continuing the call was impossible.
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J&S Law Firm, ranked among the top domestic legal groups in the nation.
Attorney Kang Seok-ryong was handling some documents.
“Five billion?”
“If you reduce the sentence to five years or less and block the restitution, he said he’d pay double that amount.”
“So that’s ten billion?”
Attorney Kang Seok-ryong’s gaze shifted to the documents.
The face of Shin Ji-seok, the cult leader of the pseudo-religious sect case, came into view.
Attorney Kang Seok-ryong—a man who never refuses if the money is substantial enough, regardless of how controversial the criminal.
Because he achieves victory by any means necessary, he’s popular among criminals.
Attorney Kang Seok-ryong tapped the documents with his finger and continued speaking.
“Who’s the Prosecutor’s Office representative?”
“Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae.”
“Are you kidding me!”
Attorney Kang Seok-ryong burst into laughter.
“Jo Woo-jae? Jo Woo-jae? That incompetent bastard?”
“Yes.”
“This is going to be easy. With Jo Woo-jae on the other side, it’s a free win. That guy only knows how to grovel—he’s completely incompetent.”
The director smiled faintly and asked.
“Do you know him?”
“Of course I know him well. We were at the Judicial Research and Training Institute together.”
Attorney Kang Seok-ryong gripped the documents.
Then he waved them back and forth as he spoke.
“Do it. And dig into Jo Woo-jae’s background. That guy has plenty of problems. Just checking his accounts will turn up mountains of dirt.”
“Understood.”
“Report to me immediately once the judge is assigned.”
This was Attorney Kang Seok-ryong’s style.
He always struck from the periphery first.
Destroy the prosecutor, topple the opposing counsel, then seize the judge.
The director bowed his head.
And Attorney Kang Seok-ryong murmured contentedly.
“A billion-won case—I’ll devour it easily.”
But life rarely goes as planned.
Soon came the news.
“Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae has nothing we can use.”
Attorney Kang Seok-ryong tilted his head in confusion.
“What do you mean?”
That couldn’t be right.
In Attorney Kang Seok-ryong’s memory, Jo Woo-jae was garbage.
But…
“He has tens of billions in debt. It seems he speculated on land and went completely bankrupt. He’s already sold off the land, so there’s nothing to leverage—only debt remains, making it difficult to pressure him.”
“That idiot… After years as a prosecutor, all he has is debt?”
“And furthermore…”
The director trailed off.
Attorney Kang Seok-ryong furrowed his brow, his eyes urging him to continue.
“It appears the lead prosecutor has changed to Seo Jin.”
“…Seo Jin?”
The director approached and set down the documents.
Seo Jin’s career record was visible.
A third-year prosecutor now, fresh and inexperienced.
But attorney Kang Seok-ryong knew Seo Jin’s name as well.
A vicious smile spread across Kang Seok-ryong’s face.
“This will be easy too.”
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At that moment, Seo Jin stood before Prosecutor Kim Young-jun.
Prosecutor Kim Young-jun tossed the documents down and spoke.
“He’s retained Kang from J&S. Dozens of defense attorneys will be assembled. He’s not an easy opponent. They won’t hesitate to use any means necessary.”
“….”
“They’ll try to shake you. I don’t know how far they’ll go. But can you handle it?”
Seo Jin smiled quietly and answered lightly.
“Yes.”

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