Prosecutor Kim Seo-Jin - Chapter 250

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Their Story (4)
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-An arrest warrant approval motion for Congressman Kim Min-jun has been submitted to the National Assembly. Congressman Kim Min-jun committed abuse of power and sexual assault against six women….
The media was in an uproar over the news about Congressman Kim Min-jun. The shock was all the greater because the image he had cultivated until now was that of an unpretentious, incorruptible rural bachelor.
-The National Assembly has earned the stigma of being a “protective assembly” by shielding its own members. While a vote must be held, actual arrests have been rare….
Every corner of the news was filled with stories about Congressman Kim Min-jun.
-With the presidential election approaching, the key question is what decision the Ruling Party will make regarding Congressman Kim Min-jun’s arrest warrant. If they fail to approve it and prosecution is delayed, the Prosecutor’s Office could face an awkward situation….
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At that moment, the door to the Ruling Party headquarters conference room burst open with a bang. A congressman with a flushed face slumped into a chair and shouted indignantly.
“What are we going to do about this!”
That was the beginning. Heated voices erupted from all corners of the room.
“Wasn’t Seo Jin one of us?”
“How could he stab us in the back like this?”
The expressions of the high-ranking party officials seated in the conference room were all grim. With the presidential election looming, Seo Jin had essentially poisoned their rice bowl.
“Do you know what the people are saying right now? That both the Ruling Party and the Opposition Party are the same garbage!”
“That’s not the real issue, is it? What are we going to do? Are we going to hand Kim Min-jun over to the Prosecutor’s Office? Or are we going to protect him?”
The high-ranking party officials dragged their hands across their faces and let out groans of anguish.
If they handed Congressman Kim Min-jun over to the Prosecutor’s Office, ordinary citizens might feel satisfied. But Kim Min-jun’s supporters would turn their backs on the party.
“We can’t ignore those people. Their numbers are significant!”
There were fanatical supporters. They didn’t care what the congressman they supported did. If the party abandoned him, they would say, “So you spit out what’s bitter after swallowing what’s sweet? You disloyal bastards,” and act like sworn enemies.
“Public opinion is grave! We can’t protect him either! Think about what Congressman Kim Min-jun has done all this time! We could lose the women’s vote!”
For them, the crimes Kim Min-jun had committed were irrelevant. They thought only of “votes”—whether they could win the presidential election, whether they could raise their approval ratings.
While they were in agony, public opinion was tearing the Ruling Party apart with terrifying ferocity.
-A fight between two dogs covered in shit.
└It’s a shit field alright lol
└Don’t compare them to dogs. At least dogs don’t do things like that.
-But who was the one calling Seo Jin a political prosecutor?
└Seo Jin only looks at the law.
└If Seo Jin gets exiled, I’m staging a one-man protest in front of the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office.
└I’m going too.
└Me too.
└I wish Seo Jin would arrest them all.
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At that moment, Seo Jin was on the rooftop. The place where the original Seo Jin had fallen.
Seo Jin gazed at the dizzying asphalt below with an emotionless expression, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
He recalled the words the original Seo Jin had spoken before falling.
—Let me smoke just one cigarette. Even in movies, they wait while someone smokes….
But the original Seo Jin never finished that cigarette. He was discovered while sending a message and ultimately had to fall from that height.
Seo Jin exhaled smoke and murmured to himself.
“Why did he want to smoke at the very end?”
Seo Jin flicked the cigarette to the ground and crushed it beneath his foot as he continued.
“I smoked it for him.”
Since entering this body, I’ve fulfilled what the original Seo Jin desired. I protected Jaejeong Construction and sent Kim Young-jun to prison.
“Now I’ll live my own life.”
Seo Jin looked up at the sky. A cool breeze rustled through his hair, as if the original Seo Jin were asking, ‘How will you live that life?’ Seo Jin smiled wryly and answered.
“As a prosecutor.”
There were still many things in this world that needed to be dealt with. Though Kim Young-jun was gone, the demons vying for his position would always writhe and scheme.
Seo Jin slowly turned his body. He left the empty rooftop behind and headed toward the emergency stairs.
Epilogue
“Didn’t you say your brother is getting married this week?”
“Ah, yes.”
A week after Kim Young-jun’s death sentence was handed down, Seo Jin was drinking with Investigator Lee Dong-young at the Grilled Pork Belly Restaurant—a place he’d frequented since his days as Seo Jun-kyung.
Seo Jin filled Investigator Lee Dong-young’s glass as he spoke.
“He said he won’t accept congratulatory gifts, so please come comfortably.”
“A wedding without congratulatory gifts—that’s a first for me.”
Investigator Lee Dong-young chuckled and brought the glass to his lips before continuing.
“But will you continue working as a prosecutor?”
Investigator Lee Dong-young was curious. Seo Jin’s father was the representative of Jaejeong Construction. Someone would surely want to inherit that business. Yet his younger brother Jin-young apparently dreamed of cooking, and Seo Jin seemed uninterested.
So he asked, but Seo Jin’s answer was no different from what he’d expected.
“Of course. It’s my calling.”
“What about the company?”
“According to my father, he’ll hire a professional manager, but I’m not sure of the details.”
Compared to the wealth one would earn as the representative of Jaejeong Construction, a prosecutor’s salary was pittance. Yet Seo Jin was doing his utmost to continue his career as a prosecutor. To Investigator Lee Dong-young, that dedication looked truly admirable.
“I heard you’ve been getting calls from the political world too. Is that outside your interests as well?”
“You can’t be a prosecutor unless it’s now, can you?”
Some people would grit their teeth and rush into politics. But from Seo Jin’s expression and tone, it seemed as though he could enter the political arena whenever he wished.
“That’s impressive.”
“How is Sung-ah doing? Is she studying well?”
Seo Jin wasn’t interested in discussing such external matters with Investigator Lee Dong-young. He was curious about the investigator’s life. And when the question about his daughter Sung-ah came up, Investigator Lee Dong-young became animated and began talking excitedly.
About her scholarship, about her new boyfriend….
“She said her dream is to become a prosecutor and she’s going to law school. If she becomes your junior prosecutor later, please teach her well. Haha.”
Seo Jin smiled quietly. Through the connection that had continued since his days as Seo Jun-kyung, he genuinely hoped that Investigator Lee Dong-young’s life would be happy.
That’s when Investigator Lee Dong-young’s phone vibrated.
“Oh, Sung-ah?”
“…!”
Lee Dong-young, who had been on the call, shifted his gaze toward Seo Jin.
“Sung-ah says she’ll stop by for a moment. Is that alright?”
“Of course. Tell her to come.”
Shortly after, Sung-ah arrived. Over the years, she had shed her childish demeanor and blossomed into a refined young woman.
After a polite greeting and light conversation, she gazed at the grilled pork belly with delight, then began eating with practiced chopstick work. The wholesome way she ate was truly beautiful to watch.
Seo Jin observed Sung-ah quietly.
“You must have been hungry.”
At those words, Sung-ah turned her gaze toward Seo Jin. She stared at him for a moment, then tilted her head curiously.
“Dad, something feels strange. We used to spend time together like this with Seo Jun-kyung, didn’t we? It feels just like back then.”
Seo Jin felt a warmth bloom in his chest. He was grateful that someone still remembered Seo Jun-kyung.
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After finishing drinks with Lee Dong-young, Seo Jin headed home. As he opened the front door and stepped inside, Jin-young greeted him with a bright smile.
“You’re home early? We’re having a family meeting. Wait—have you been drinking?”
“A little.”
“Grilled pork belly?”
“Can you smell it?”
Jin-young wrinkled his nose slightly at the scent, then grabbed Seo Jin’s collar and led him toward the living room.
In the living room, his parents were holding wine glasses.
Seo Jin sat across from them and asked.
“But why the sudden family meeting?”
His father nodded with a serious expression. He set a wine glass before Seo Jin and spoke.
“Kim Yu-mi… I met her this afternoon, and she seemed to be struggling.”
If one were to name the greatest victims of Kim Young-jun’s case, they would be his father, Kim Jun-man, and his daughter, Kim Yu-mi.
In particular, Kim Yu-mi had been caught in the scandal while pursuing her residency at the University Hospital, becoming the target of gossip.
“So I’m thinking of sending her abroad to study. When she returns, I plan to set her up with her own hospital.”
It was a decision his father could have made and pursued alone. But the reason for calling a family meeting was simple—none of them harbored good feelings toward Kim Young-jun or his household.
Everything Kim Young-jun had done still sent chills down their spines when they thought about it.
But no one objected to his father’s proposal. His mother, his younger brother Jin-young, and Seo Jin all nodded in agreement.
“I think it’s a good idea.”
“So do I.”
His father smiled bitterly and brought the wine glass to his lips.
“Thank you… Yu-mi isn’t at fault in any of this…”
The atmosphere grew somber for a moment. Jin-young clapped his hands together to lighten the mood.
“I’m going to be a father.”
His mother picked up some cheese and spoke.
“Are you planning to have a child right after marriage? Why not take it slow?”
“Oh, it’s supposed to be in three months.”
“….”
A brief silence fell. His mother shook her head with an exasperated expression, while his father burst into hearty laughter.
“Me, a grandfather? Hahahaha!”
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It was Jin-young’s wedding day. As various guests streamed in, Seo Jin moved about busily.
“I had to come. I’m not a debtor anymore, after all.”
Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae patted Seo Jin’s shoulder as he entered the venue.
Shortly after, Prosecutor Jang Ji-hyuk arrived as well.
“You know Kim Young-jun appealed the verdict? Man… the Special Prosecution Team got even busier. They barely let me go to a wedding.”
Then Do Gwang-hyun entered the venue. When Do Gwang-hyun, standing before Seo Jin, saw the sign reading “We are not accepting congratulatory gifts,” he chuckled to himself.
“As for me, when I get married, not accepting gifts will be a given. I’ll be giving money to the guests instead. I have an absurd amount of wealth, but I have no idea where to spend it.”
“Use it wisely.”
“I modestly bought a Lamborghini.”
Despite what he said, Do Gwang-hyun was managing his funds according to Seo Jin’s wishes. He was consolidating stocks from Jaejeong Construction and Korea’s leading companies alike.
Money becomes power, and power accumulates more money. That capital would surely elevate Seo Jin to his rightful place one day.
The wedding ceremony began. Jin-young proceeded through the program with genuine happiness radiating from his face. Then came the family photo session.
His mother and father stood beside Jin-young and the Bride. Jin-young waved toward Seo Jin.
“Brother, come quick.”
Jin-young and his parents waited for Seo Jin. At their beckoning, Seo Jin broke into a broad smile.
Until now, there had always been a lingering sense of standing apart within the family. He had desperately wanted to do right by them, driven by guilt. But not anymore. It felt like he had truly become family.
“Brother! I said hurry up!”
Seo Jin nodded and adjusted his clothing.
“Got it. I’m coming.”
Seo Jin took his place beside them. The photographer opened his mouth as he touched his camera.
“Alright, say cheese. One, two….”
With a click, Seo Jin took his first family photo in a life he had lived.
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Rapid, thunderous footsteps echoed through a narrow alley. A man was running desperately. Though his lungs burned with ragged, violent breaths, his legs never faltered.
“Stop right there!”
“Freeze, you bastard!”
The man was a key member of the Drug Trafficking Organization, and the men chasing him were detectives.
“Stop!”
No criminal would surrender meekly to such commands.
‘Just a little more… just a little further….’
He thought if he could just turn the corner, he’d reach the branching alleyways beyond. A labyrinth of twisted passages that two detectives alone could never fully search.
The man bit his lip hard as he stared at the approaching corner.
‘Done.’
Finally, the bastard’s body turned the corner. Thinking everything had succeeded, a victorious smile played at my lips. But that’s when you think you’ve won—that’s the worst moment of all.
Thud!
His leg caught on something. With a thunderous crash, he tumbled across the ground in a rolling heap.
“What the—!”
He cried out sharply, glaring with bloodshot eyes at whoever had tripped him. Standing before him was a handsome young man.
“Who… who are you? A detective?”
The handsome young man opened his mouth in response to his question.
“Me? Prosecutor Seo Jin.”
《Prosecutor Seo Jin》 The End

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