Prosecutor Kim Seo-Jin - Chapter 223

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Wasteland. (2)
Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk watched Kim Young-jun in silence.
The Prosecutor General stood motionless like a stone statue. Only his eyes moved, scanning across the test results. Unable to believe what he was seeing, he read and reread the document again and again.
Of course, the names of Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun and Kim Yun-hwan printed on the test results weren’t typed—they were scrawled in pen.
So Kim Yun-hwan wasn’t Kim Young-jun’s son after all?
But that alone was enough.
Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk was not the type to present test results without certainty, nor was he foolish enough to scheme with something that would be exposed so quickly. In other words, these results had to be true.
Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s eyes clenched shut. A hissing sound escaped from his bitten lips.
Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk watched him and slowly bowed at the waist.
“Then, I shall take my leave.”
The Prosecutor General’s eyes slowly lifted. His rigid face glared at Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk before his gaze returned to the test results.
“…Is it true?”
Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun placed the test results on the table and asked. His voice was unnaturally dry. Not a trace of emotion or confusion colored it.
“Yes…”
“It is true…”
In that moment, Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk saw it. Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun was smiling viciously. His eyes betrayed something entirely different from his tone—a blazing inferno that seemed to burn crimson before him.
As Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk unconsciously swallowed hard, Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun pointed toward the door with his finger and spoke.
“Get out.”
Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk bowed once more, then turned his body toward the door.
It was then that the Prosecutor General’s voice reached him from behind.
“Tell the person behind you that I’m grateful for the fine gift.”
“…!”
Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk stopped in his tracks and slowly turned his gaze. Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun still stood in that same spot.
The Prosecutor General smiled coldly and continued.
“And tell him one more thing. I’ll be sending a gift of my own, so he should look forward to it.”
“Understood.”
Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk left the room. As he did, the Prosecutor General’s eyes shifted. His gaze turned toward the test results on the table.
Then he reached out and seized the results with a crushing grip. His hand trembled violently.
“…Yun-hwan?”
A hollow, incredulous laugh spilled from the Prosecutor General’s lips. The sound echoed through the space with a chilling resonance. He walked heavily toward his desk and picked up the telephone.
“Have everyone come up.”
Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun set down the phone and murmured.
“What truly matters…is something else.”
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-An unprecedented situation has unfolded: the Prosecutor’s Office has conducted a search and seizure at the Prosecutor General’s residence. The Ruling Party questions the significance of this action and demands that a special prosecutor be appointed immediately…
The channel changed.
As expected, the news was dominated by the search and seizure.
-Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun held an emergency press conference this afternoon at 2 PM. The Prosecutor General declared that he would accept the search and seizure and reveal the truth to the nation.
The screen displayed Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s Residence.
The tall gate swung open with a bang, bang, and prosecution investigators could be seen rapidly entering with blue evidence boxes.
The comments on the portal website were in an uproar.
-They didn’t even investigate, and now a search warrant? Just based on what Choi Ji-beom said?
└An enormous number of criminal allegations have been revealed. They need to conduct the search before evidence is destroyed.
-Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun is impressive. It’s good to clear suspicions quickly.
└It’s all rigged.
└Stop the nonsense. If he had something to hide, he could have refused the search. There are plenty of people who don’t cooperate, right? This shows Kim Young-jun is doing the right thing.
└Again, again, again… Are there still people falling for this? It’s a scripted drama.
└Shut up. Not all prosecutors are Kim Young-jun’s dogs. If even one of them secretly betrayed him, he’d be finished. The fact that he allowed this proves Kim Young-jun’s integrity.
└Crazy hahaha Are you so incorrupt that you live in a multi-billion dollar single-family home?
└Kim Young-jun’s brother is the CEO of Jaejeong Construction. He probably bought him one. Stop looking at things with such bias.
└But then evidence just appears? Kim Young-jun really knew nothing?
That could be the case lol
Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s residence was descending into chaos.
Prosecution investigators opened drawers and checked beneath sofas.
Eom Si-young, Seo Jin’s Aunt, stood at the center of this pandemonium with her arms crossed.
Yet the Housekeeper who helped with household chores was nowhere to be seen—not in the kitchen, not in the living room.
And as Eom Si-young watched the investigators ransacking the house like they were hunting rats, a smile played at the corners of her mouth.
‘Filthy insects…’
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At that very moment, a compact car was descending the hillside road past Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s Residence.
The driver was the Housekeeper who helped with household chores at Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s home.
The Housekeeper turned the steering wheel with wide, startled eyes, exhaling continuously to calm her racing heart.
‘Why… me…’
Just moments before, Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s wife, Eom Si-young, had found the Housekeeper and handed her an old travel bag, saying:
“Hide this at your home, ma’am.”
“…Pardon?”
The Housekeeper had also heard about the search warrant. Yet Eom Si-young was extraordinarily composed.
The Housekeeper couldn’t hide the tremor in her voice as she asked:
“M-me?”
“Then who?”
“M-madam…”
As the Housekeeper showed her fear, Eom Si-young’s crimson lips twisted.
“We’ve been together for so long. Can’t you help me with something like this?”
“…!”
“What? Should I pay you?”
Eom Si-young pulled out several bundles of fifty-thousand-won notes from her bosom and placed them in the Housekeeper’s hands.
And with a human smile he hadn’t shown before, he opened his mouth.
“This money—for someone, it’s a year’s salary. But for you, it’s money you’ll gain by keeping a single bag in your home. Your husband is ill, isn’t he? Don’t you need hospital bills? Let’s help each other and live well.”
“….”
“Think about it. If something happens to me, what will you do about your job? At your age… do you think you’ll be able to find work?”
“…!”
“And you know who I am. If you don’t help me, even if something happens to me, I’ll take revenge on you to the very end. Your husband will die on his sickbed, and your children’s job prospects will be blocked. Don’t have such regrets—let’s smile and help each other. Yes?”
Recalling that memory, the Housekeeper bit her lip. Once again, she thought that the Prosecutor General’s wife was truly a terrifying existence, and she pressed the accelerator. She passed the prosecution van and continued downward along the slope.
Thirty minutes later, the Housekeeper arrived at the Old Residential District.
Getting out of the car, the Housekeeper opened the trunk and pulled out an old travel bag.
Whatever was inside, the bag was heavy. The worn wheels didn’t move easily. The Housekeeper struggled to move the bag.
“Can I help you?”
At the unfamiliar voice, the Housekeeper’s gaze shifted. At the same time, her eyes widened. Her pupils within them remained fixed, staring ahead.
“Y-you’re Prosecutor Seo Jin?”
Seo Jin was approaching with a kind smile.
“Please. Let me help you.”
The Housekeeper couldn’t comprehend the situation. Only Eom Si-young and she herself knew that the Housekeeper had come here with the bag. But the fact that Seo Jin was here….
“D-did the First Lady tell you?”
Even as she asked, it didn’t make sense.
Eom Si-young didn’t even know where the Housekeeper’s home was. To Eom Si-young, the Housekeeper was nothing more than a robot vacuum cleaner that cleaned the house—nothing more, nothing less.
Then Seo Jin walked over and stood before the Housekeeper.
“Let me help you. Full payment for your husband’s hospital bills, job placements for your children, and lastly, your family’s safety.”
Seo Jin extended his hand toward the bag and continued.
“Please give it to me.”
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Back at Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s Residence.
“If there’s nothing else to take, shall we stop now? It’s time to prepare dinner….”
Eom Si-young’s voice rang through the residence.
At that, Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk, who was directing the scene, clenched his fists tightly.
They had searched the house for hours.
They had torn through everything as if packing for a move.
But there was nothing important.
They had seized a few laptops, but there would be nothing decisive there either.
Eom Si-young had made all evidence disappear before the search warrant was executed.
Eom Si-young walked toward Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk. Then she tapped his shoulder lightly as if brushing off dust, and continued in a quiet voice.
“Or would you like to have dinner before you go? I was going to make soybean paste stew.”
Veins bulged on Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk’s forehead. But there was only one thing Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk could say now: “I’ll be going. Thank you for your cooperation.” Just as Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk was about to grind his teeth and put those words in his mouth.
Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk felt a vibration in his pocket. The caller ID was Seo Jin. But Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk didn’t speak Seo Jin’s name as he answered the phone.
“Yes, Inspector Kim.”
-We found decisive evidence. Tax evasion, offshore tax evasion through shell companies, dummy accounts….
A smile played at Jang Ji-hyuk’s lips as my voice continued through the phone.
Jang Ji-hyuk ended the call and turned to Eom Si-young, opening his mouth in a low voice.
“My apologies, ma’am. We’ll have to save the soybean paste stew for later.”
“What? You’re leaving?”
“Instead, I’ll treat you to our special oxtail soup.”
Eom Si-young tilted her head in confusion.
She didn’t understand what Jang Ji-hyuk was saying.
But her expression soon shifted to unease.
“What are you talking about right now…?”
“When there’s reason to believe a suspect will destroy evidence, a prosecutor can make an arrest without a warrant.”
“….”
Jang Ji-hyuk stepped toward Eom Si-young and continued.
“Eom Si-young, I’m placing you under emergency arrest for dummy real estate transactions and tax evasion.”
“What are you doing?”
“How should I put it? The housekeeper working here got caught. She was carrying a travel bag….”
Panic flooded across Eom Si-young’s previously composed face. Her crimson lips trembled before stiffening rigidly. Her expression twisted grotesquely.
Jang Ji-hyuk shifted his gaze toward the female investigators.
“Take her into custody. We’re heading to the Prosecutor’s Office.”
The female investigators approached Eom Si-young.
Eom Si-young, who had been backing away hesitantly, suddenly thrashed. She screamed like a banshee, blocking the investigators.
“Don’t come near me!”
The female investigators froze. After all, she was the Prosecutor General’s wife. They couldn’t act recklessly. They had to read the room between Jang Ji-hyuk and Eom Si-young.
Eom Si-young’s eyes darted left and right as she assessed the situation. Realizing there was no way out, she desperately grabbed her phone and called Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun.
One word from the Prosecutor General would suffice.
An order not to arrest her—that would end everything.
Eom Si-young decided to escape this crisis first, then plan what came next.
But the phone only rang. The Prosecutor General didn’t answer. She called again, but the result was the same.
-The call tone continued, then a beep….
Eom Si-young’s eyes turned bloodshot. She glared at Jang Ji-hyuk like a madwoman and spoke.
“Are you insane? Arresting me? Evidence? It’s all lies. Do you understand what you’re doing right now?”
Jang Ji-hyuk looked at the female investigators.
“What are you waiting for? Make the arrest.”
The female investigators grabbed Eom Si-young’s arms from both sides. She struggled, but nothing changed. She had to be dragged away in utter humiliation.
“Let go! Release me, you crazy bastards! Do you know who I am? Aaaahhhhh!”
Eom Si-young’s screams echoed through the house.
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I stood in front of Prosecutor General Kim Young-jun’s residence.
I stood with my hand in my pocket, leaning against the car, watching it all unfold.
And Eom Si-young’s screams reached my ears.
“Aaahhhhh!”
I smiled faintly.
“You’re done. Next.”

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