Prosecutor Kim Seo-Jin - Chapter 189

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Your Past (2)
“Wait a moment….”
Kim Yu-mi rose from her seat, climbed to the second floor, and returned with Kim Yun-hwan’s trousers.
I accepted the trousers from Kim Yu-mi and spoke.
“May I use the bathroom as well?”
Kim Yu-mi nodded readily, and I left the kitchen with Kim Yun-hwan’s trousers in hand.
At the far end of the living room, I spotted Kim Young-jun’s Wife on a phone call with Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun.
“Is that important right now? That’s not what matters!”
Kim Young-jun’s Wife’s expression was grave. Occasional profanities slipped through—they were still arguing intensely.
I smiled faintly and climbed the stairs toward the bathroom on the second floor.
‘Good.’
Kim Yu-mi’s unexpected appearance had nearly derailed my plan, but everything had proceeded smoothly thus far.
Now I only needed to achieve my objective.
I arrived at the bathroom door.
I opened it, stepped inside, locked the door with a click, and turned on the shower.
As the sound of water cascading filled the space, my gaze shifted to the toothbrush holder.
Four toothbrushes.
Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s, Kim Young-jun’s Wife’s, Kim Yun-hwan’s, and Kim Yu-mi’s.
But it didn’t matter.
There was no time for hesitation.
I would take them all.
‘Finally….’
I had obtained Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s toothbrush.
Now came the moment to confirm everything I had questioned all this time.
‘The relationship between Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun and Kim Yun-hwan….’
I harbored the suspicion that Kim Yun-hwan might not be Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s biological son.
The suspicion had first taken root in Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s demeanor.
A coldness that could never be mistaken for how a father treats his son.
That frigid gaze.
Of course, one could argue that Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun was raising the weak-natured Kim Yun-hwan with a firm hand, but it was enough to breed doubt.
Moreover, Kim Yun-hwan bore no resemblance to Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun, and his temperament was entirely different.
‘And furthermore….’
Kim Young-jun’s Wife’s past only deepened the suspicion.
She had been involved with someone, but family opposition led her to marry Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun.
Given her sharp nature, she would not have accepted the marriage to Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun without resistance.
‘She likely would have raised hell by any means necessary. But….’
It was still only a hypothesis.
I could not afford certainty.
Too many unanswered questions remained.
Eom Seon-ju’s words flashed through my mind.
“But this seems like it’s your first time, doesn’t it? I’ve done the same thing several times already. There’s one I remember—want me to tell you about it? Your sister had a boyfriend before she met your brother-in-law. What was his name again? I can’t quite remember.”
Eom Seon-ju spoke as though Kim Young-jun’s Wife had killed her past lover.
Of course, I couldn’t trust Eom Seon-ju’s words completely, but if what she said was true….
‘I may need to reconsider everything from the beginning.’
My gaze fixed once more on the toothbrush.
The paternity test that was about to begin would reveal a small fragment of the truth hidden within it.
I was continuing my thoughts when it happened.
Knock, knock, knock.
A knocking sound echoed through the room.
“There won’t be any towels inside. I’ll leave some towels out front.”
It was the housekeeper who helped with the domestic work.
I let out a quiet laugh.
I had been about to call for her anyway, so I was grateful she had come up like this.
I quickly opened my mouth.
“Wait a moment, please.”
I sensed the housekeeper hesitating at the door before heading downstairs.
I opened the door and faced her.
Then I pointed at the toothbrush lying on the floor and spoke.
“I’m so sorry—I slipped while washing up and accidentally knocked over the toothbrush holder. When it fell, the toothbrush ended up in the toilet. Could you replace it?”
“Of course, I’ll get you a new one.”
“No, please bring it here. I’ll hang it up myself.”
The housekeeper returned to the bathroom without suspicion, carrying a new toothbrush.
And I finished what I needed to do in this place by inserting the new toothbrush into the holder.
“These seem a bit short?”
I returned to the kitchen.
Kim Yu-mi, who had been sitting and drinking a beverage, smiled faintly as she looked at the hem of my pants.
I was slightly taller than Kim Yun-hwan.
The waist fit, but the hem didn’t.
“Well, it’s nighttime. Who’s going to see?”
“Should I get you a shopping bag to take the pants to be hemmed?”
“Sure, that works.”
Kim Yu-mi appeared with a shopping bag.
While I placed my pants in the shopping bag and stood up, and even as I moved to the entrance to leave the house, Kim Young-jun’s Wife was still on the phone.
Her voice was sharp.
Her hands trembled.
Hysteria continued.
Kim Yu-mi also saw Kim Young-jun’s Wife arguing with Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun from the far end of the living room as she saw me off.
Kim Yu-mi spoke with a bitter smile.
“Sometimes I think the hospital is more comfortable than this.”
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“A paternity confirmation?”
“Yes.”
A genetic testing center specializing in paternity verification.
The National Forensic Service had its own genetic testing division, but I was a recognizable face.
The moment I walked through those doors, there was a slim but real possibility word would reach Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s ears.
The university hospital posed the same risk.
For all I knew, Kim Young-jun had eyes and ears embedded in any number of institutions.
That’s why I’d come here instead.
But the on-duty employee regarded me with suspicion.
A man who’d appeared at dusk, hat pulled low over his face.
Demanding genetic testing without preamble.
The employee spoke carefully.
“I’m afraid it’s difficult to do today. We’ll need a test request form and consent documents….”
“The paperwork is tedious. Let’s use this instead.”
I pulled out a white envelope and tossed it onto the table.
The employee’s gaze shifted to the envelope.
It was thick—clearly containing a substantial sum.
And peeking out was that distinctive yellow: a ten-thousand-won note.
The employee swallowed hard.
But hesitation lingered.
“Still….”
“Then I’ll look elsewhere.”
There were plenty of places that could conduct genetic testing.
If not here, there would always be a line of people hungry for money.
As I rose without hesitation, the employee shook his head urgently.
“W-what would you be using this for?”
I exhaled and spoke.
“I want to verify whether my parents are actually my biological parents. Even if I’m not their biological child, it doesn’t matter—they raised me, and I’m not so much a beast as to forget the kindness they’ve shown me. I simply want to know. Everyone has the desire to understand who they are, to find their roots, don’t they?”
I offered a plausible excuse, then reached toward the white envelope.
A clear signal that I was leaving to find another place.
Greed had already kindled in the employee’s eyes.
My gesture was merely the detonator to shorten his deliberation.
And my prediction proved correct.
“Wait, please.”
The employee’s voice turned urgent, and my hand froze as I reached for the envelope.
I turned my gaze slowly toward him, and he smiled awkwardly.
“Your situation is pitiful, sir. Shall I handle this quietly? You could go elsewhere, but with the laws these days, you won’t find many places willing to do it easily.”
“How long will it take?”
“The test itself takes three hours. We’ve had a backlog of paternity confirmation requests lately, and doing this discreetly requires time.”
“And?”
“Two days. I’ll contact you within two days.”
I withdrew my hand from the envelope and nodded.
“Then, I’m counting on you.”
I turned and left the building.
Now all that remained was to wait for the results.
My eyes grew cold as I climbed into the car.
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Kim Yun-hwan sat in the Room Salon, meeting with Jang Seok-min.
There were no women present.
The two of them simply exchanged drinks.
But Jang Seok-min’s eyes had widened in shock.
“…Drugs?”
Kim Yun-hwan nodded at Jang Seok-min’s words.
“You know, right? That bastard Seo Jin threw bait at me and made me create a fake culprit. He said it’s the way of the world to repay what you’ve suffered.”
“Wait, weren’t you trying to prepare a fake culprit the same way to make him look like an idiot?”
Kim Yun-hwan shook his head vigorously.
“That’s what I was planning, but that bastard’s instincts are extraordinary.”
Kim Yun-hwan tapped the white powder on the table with his finger. Then he continued speaking.
“So I changed the plan. Simple is the best. The simplest approach is always superior, right? What you need to do is….”
Kim Yun-hwan conveyed his instructions to Jang Seok-min.
Soon, call Seo Jin over for another drink.
At that time, prepare strong liquor and slip this drug into it.
It would be even better if there were a woman present.
If we capture on video him intoxicated and helpless in a woman’s arms, there would be no way for him to deny it.
“And under the pretense of valet service, steal his car keys. Then hide this drug in his car. The gaps between the seats or under the mats would be perfect.”
“…!”
“A few days later, I’ll report it, and Seo Jin will be arrested as a drug-dealing prosecutor.”
“…!”
“That bastard will be finished.”
Jang Seok-min couldn’t open his mouth.
Kim Yun-hwan’s eyes gleamed with malice.
Eyes so cold that even Jang Seok-min, a former gangster, felt fear.
Kim Yun-hwan seemed desperate to kill Seo Jin.
“That’s what friendship is for, right? I’m asking you as a favor.”
Kim Yun-hwan laughed with a sinister chuckle and brought the glass to his lips.
Seo Jin’s face floated in his mind.
‘Seo Jin….’
Kim Yun-hwan thought to himself.
Everything Seo Jin was enjoying right now.
Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s favor, the recognition of other prosecutors, the business card of a star prosecutor.
All of it was honor that should have been his own.
But it crumbled because of Seo Jin. No—it was stolen from him.
‘That bastard….’
Kim Yun-hwan gripped the glass in his hand as if to shatter it.
His hands trembled as he made a vow.
He would show Seo Jin hell itself.
If he couldn’t reclaim what was stolen, he would destroy it so Seo Jin could never have it.
And he would seize what would hurt Seo Jin most—the financial construction project.
Kim Yun-hwan slowly turned his head toward Jang Seok-min.
“Forget the congratulatory gift. For my wedding present, get me an arrest warrant for Seo Jin.”
“….”
“There can’t be any mistakes this time. So please, pay attention. At least assign people who graduated high school, okay?”
When Kim Yun-hwan returned to the country, he had tried to photograph Seo Jin at a prostitution site with hired women.
Though Seo Jin had taken that file, Kim Yun-hwan believed Jang Seok-min’s subordinate had made a mistake.
So he kept drilling in the message to do it without error.
“Got it.”
Jang Seok-min answered weakly and nodded his head.
Then, looking at the white powder scattered on the table, he asked.
“…But where did you get this? It should be hard to find since Seo Jin cut off several routes.”
“My older brother came from America. Kids born to wealthy parents who fled abroad for school—what else would they do there? Chase women, do drugs, sleep. I got some contacts from pharmacy dealers through those bastards. That’s it. Don’t mess up this time.”
Kim Yun-hwan emphasized the mistake once more and called for Madam.
He was done talking with Jang Seok-min.
Now he could call the girls and indulge himself thoroughly.
Soon, women in tight-fitting clothes entered with cloying voices.
He drank and placed his hand on a woman’s shoulder.
Kim Yun-hwan’s tongue was slurring.
As intoxication set in, he even threw a bundle of cash on the table.
“Whichever girl entertains this oppa best today gets all that money.”
“Really?”
The women squealed with delight.
But Jang Seok-min didn’t laugh.
He raised his phone to Kim Yun-hwan and spoke.
“Wait, I have a call.”
Kim Yun-hwan clicked his tongue.
“You bastard, can’t you read the mood? Go take it.”
Jang Seok-min left the room. He stepped into the hallway and held the phone to his ear.
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At that moment.
Seo Jin was in the office.
After working in a daze, I straightened my back and checked the wall clock—it was 1 AM.
‘Good grief….’
The work never seemed to end, no matter how much I accomplished.
Just when the pile of accumulated records appeared to diminish, the door would open and another stream of cases would pour in.
But since I’d visited Kim Young-jun’s House and even stopped by the Genetic Testing Center today, it looked like I’d be pulling an all-nighter again.
I was staring blankly at the folding cot tucked away in one corner of the office.
My phone vibrated with a buzzing sound.
It was Jang Seok-min.
I brought the phone to my ear.
“Yeah.”
-Prosecutor, I have something to tell you.
My eyes gleamed with interest.

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