Prosecutor Kim Seo-Jin - Chapter 91

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Really Curious (5)
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun’s face was truly worth seeing.
Those narrow eyes widened in panic, trembling with anxiety—it exceeded my expectations.
‘I was curious about this.’
I wondered what expression Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun would wear when cornered at the edge of a cliff.
And as the saying goes, a famous feast provides plenty to eat.
His face flushed and paled in rapid succession—it was quite the spectacle.
But in that moment.
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun’s eyes suddenly sharpened with intensity.
His gaze then darted around the room.
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun examined the CCTV and studied the table, lost in thought.
‘There’s a way out.’
What was happening here right now wasn’t being recorded in audio.
Only the CCTV was capturing this situation.
Silent footage could be fabricated into anything at any time.
-He wanted to see Madam’s face.
-But Seo Jin came in and immediately treated him like a criminal.
-As a senior, he felt offended.
‘There’s no evidence.’
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun’s gaze shifted toward Madam.
Madam had said the ledger was at her house.
And Seo Jin had just heard that too.
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun licked his dry lips.
‘That’s enough.’
To enter Madam’s house and search for the ledger, he’d need to obtain a search warrant again.
By the time Seo Jin made his move, there would be plenty of time to dispose of everything.
The law has procedures, but evil has no hesitation.
By the time the law moves, everything will already be done.
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun opened his mouth quickly toward Madam.
“Listen, deny everything that bastard said when he came in. Say you saved the police contact because he’s a regular customer. Got it?”
Madam sensed that Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun had ulterior motives.
She nodded urgently.
“Yes!”
Then Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun’s gaze shifted to Seo Jin.
The flustered expression had vanished.
His entire face was filled with composure.
“You crazy bastard, didn’t you know there’s no audio recording here? Go running to someone else and babble about this. See what they do. I’m a prosecutor. A prosecutor entering an interrogation room isn’t unusual, is it?”
Filthy words poured from his mouth as my face gradually hardened.
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun stepped closer to me and continued.
“Look… let’s just forget this happened. Then I won’t spread rumors that you’re the kind of guy who talks back to his seniors. If this keeps up, you’re the only one who’ll suffer.”
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun began tapping Seo Jin’s chest with his finger.
It was deliberate.
So the CCTV would record him as a senior educating his junior.
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun let out a soft laugh.
“Prosecutor Kim, relax your expression. You’re making me look like the bad guy here.”
“….”
“And as your senior, let me tell you—there’s no need to get your neck stuck on a case like this. It won’t help your performance record anyway. Just let the person who killed themselves rest in peace, yeah…? Why do you look like that? Why are you laughing like an idiot!”
Seo Jin was laughing.
He shook his head slowly and opened his mouth.
“Ah, sorry, was I laughing? I was trying to hold it in because I wanted to hear more of what you were saying, but I just couldn’t help myself.”
“What?”
Seo Jin pulled out his phone from his pocket.
The recording indicator was visible.
“Everything you’re saying is being recorded.”
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun’s hand tensed.
But that was all.
The bastard began laughing in a low, continuous chuckle.
Then.
“Thank you. Really, thank you. Thanks for letting me know the confession was being recorded.”
In an instant, he reached out quickly.
Before I could even think ‘What?’, he snatched the phone from Seo Jin’s hand.
And immediately pressed the cancel button.
The bastard smiled with satisfaction as he saw the indication that the file hadn’t been saved.
‘That’s done.’
At the same time, he tried to slip out of the Interrogation Room.
Simply deleting the audio file wasn’t enough to put his mind at ease.
He had a plan to dispose of the phone entirely.
Once he left this place, he thought, everything would be a happy ending.
But Seo Jin grabbed his shoulder and blocked his path.
“Where are you going?”
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun bared his teeth savagely.
“The CCTV is recording, so watch your behavior. If you come at me, you’re the one who’s screwed. If you want to live comfortably, act smart.”
“You’re bluffing.”
Seo Jin kicked the bastard in the stomach.
Thwack!
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun staggered backward with a gagging sound.
Seo Jin stepped forward and opened his mouth.
“Hey, Madam. Listen carefully. This isn’t violence. I’m just trying to preserve evidence.”
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun’s eyes turned bloodshot with rage.
“You fucking bastard!”
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun lunged at Seo Jin.
But Seo Jin smiled cruelly while unfastening his watch.
This was the moment I’d been waiting for.
This bastard—I’d need to land several blows before my anger would settle.
In that instant, Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun charged with bloodshot eyes and grabbed Seo Jin by the collar.
“You want to die?”
He poured strength into his fist.
But Seo Jin was faster.
I pivoted and struck his shin with my shoe.
Once, twice, three times!
“Ugh!”
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun retreated, clutching his shin.
And his judgment was sharp.
He’d realized he couldn’t win against Seo Jin in a fight.
“Damn it!”
He cursed loudly.
Then he began smashing the phone he’d taken from Seo Jin.
And he shouted while looking at the CCTV.
“Why are you recording what your senior said! You disrespectful bastard!”
He was desperately trying to justify his actions by creating a record of them.
He could have been recognized as a talented actor even in a film.
Seo Jin found himself admiring that desperate performance.
“Wow… this guy really is something. How did I not see it? I thought I had good judgment about people.”
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun twisted his lips while holding the broken phone.
“Don’t get cocky. The recording’s been deleted and the phone’s destroyed. But your hitting me will be recorded. You’re finished!”
That was when it happened.
“What the hell are you doing!”
A thunderous voice rang out.
Both Seo Jin and Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun turned their gazes toward the door.
Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae stood there.
He spat out his words.
“You idiots!”
Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae was flabbergasted.
He’d come to the Interrogation Room after receiving Seo Jin’s call, only to find them fighting amongst themselves in front of the suspect.
“Explain yourselves! Now!”
At the same moment, a pitiful voice burst from Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun’s mouth.
“C-Chief Prosecutor! Prosecutor Seo Jin was conducting an investigation without regard for human rights, so I pointed it out! Then he started recording, and when I took his phone, he started hitting me with his feet…!”
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun continued speaking while signaling to Madam.
Then Madam cried out.
“Y-Yes! That person just started hitting me! Kicking!”
Jo Woo-jae’s sharp gaze shifted toward Seo Jin.
This was something that wouldn’t be acceptable even if he were the Prosecutor-General’s nephew.
If rumors spread through the hierarchical Prosecutor’s Office that he’d assaulted a senior colleague….
“Prosecutor Kim! Is it true?”
Jo Woo-jae asked, biting his lip.
He was desperately hoping their words were lies.
If Kim Yun-hwan was already ruined and Seo Jin collapsed as well….
‘This can’t happen.’
I really didn’t want to imagine it.
“I asked if it’s true!”
That’s when Seo Jin pulled a phone from his pocket and tossed it to Jo Woo-jae.
“Listen to it. You’ll understand what the situation was.”
Jo Woo-jae’s gaze shifted to the phone.
A recording indicator was visible.
“A recording?”
At those words, Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun’s face shattered like glass.
“I… I!”
Suddenly, another phone appeared.
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun’s face turned ashen.
Unable to accept reality, he shook his head involuntarily.
And Seo Jin’s gaze turned toward Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun.
“I knew you’d destroy my phone. So I borrowed one from an employee—I was curious what else you’d say once you felt safe.”
Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun’s lips trembled faintly.
His bloodshot eyes were devoid of life. Only despair filled them.
Like a puppet with its strings cut, he lowered his head limply.
And Jo Woo-jae, who had been listening to the recording, turned toward Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun.
“This guy’s a complete psychopath.”
Even for Jo Woo-jae, who had done all manner of dirty things, Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun’s actions were shocking.
The voice continued to play from the phone.
-You crazy bastard, didn’t you know this was being recorded? Try running off to someone else and blabbing about it.
Jo Woo-jae ended the recording and shifted his gaze to Madam.
And he pressed her with a menacing voice.
“So, the ledger’s at home, right?”
“There is none!”
Madam’s eyes were wide open.
“There’s no ledger, I’m telling you.”
“But you said it was at home?”
“I misspoke. I said there wasn’t one.”
In any case, a search warrant would reveal everything.
But Madam denied it with surprising strength.
‘Why?’
I furrowed my brow, studying Madam carefully.
Then my face twisted in realization.
Beneath the table where Madam sat lay Prosecutor Choi Hee-jun’s phone.
In all that chaos, she’d retrieved his phone and sent a message to her accomplice.
Just a single character.
-Home.
I turned urgently and spoke up.
“Chief Prosecutor, I’m sorry, but could you issue a search warrant for this woman’s residence?”
“What?”
“I need to leave now. To the police… no, never mind. I’ll go myself right away.”
Someone who received Madam’s message might already be heading there.
If they seized the ledger, it would be like cutting off a lizard’s tail—destroying the evidence.
But I couldn’t rely on the police either.
The case was connected to the Police Chief.
Asking for police assistance would be like entrusting fish to a cat.
Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae had also seen the phone beneath Madam’s table.
He patted my back and spoke urgently.
“Go! Hurry!”
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Madam’s residence was a two-room apartment in a worn residential area.
Despite her lavish lifestyle as a room salon madam, she had accumulated no savings.
She spent everything she earned on cosmetic procedures and luxury goods.
I arrived at the place.
I quickly exited the car and surveyed my surroundings.
‘There.’
Madam’s house was a second-floor unit with external stairs.
I ran with all my strength, hoping I wasn’t too late.
I reached the entrance and quickly grabbed the door handle.
Click!
A tense breath escaped my lips.
Fortunately, it was locked.
No one had arrived yet.
I steadied my breathing and patted my pockets.
I needed to contact Chief Prosecutor Jo Woo-jae to send investigators.
But.
‘Ah…’
My phone was gone.
I gave the employee’s phone to Jo Woo-jae, and my own phone was destroyed.
I have a burner phone, but I can’t use it.
‘It’s fine. They’ll come.’
I loosened my necktie and leaned my back against the door of Madam’s House.
Jo Woo-jae isn’t a stupid man.
He would have applied for a search warrant and sent investigators to ensure my safety.
I thought all I had to do was guard this place until they arrived….
Thud, thud.
I heard unfamiliar footsteps.
Then a menacing-looking man appeared.
His frame was small but compact and muscular.
His hair was disheveled and unkempt.
The problem was his eyes—they weren’t normal.
A dangerous, murderous aura emanated from him.
He tilted his head, looking at me.
“Who are you?”
“A prosecutor.”
He stopped in his tracks, glanced around the surroundings, then asked.
“Alone?”
I clenched my lips tightly.
Then he let out a cackling laugh and clapped his hands together with a sharp crack.
“What, you really came alone? I thought you’d be scared when I said prosecutor. But what now? I’m not the type to be scared of prosecutors. Anyway, once you get beaten, you’ll just beg for your life, right? Huh?”
His speech was halting, like a foreigner’s.
He scratched his ear and approached me.
“But if I kill a prosecutor, how much would I get….”
Just then, heavy footsteps echoed from the staircase.
His gaze shifted backward.
Four men were coming up.
Just by their size, they looked like bears—clearly not police.
They looked like gangsters.
And their eyes glared at him as if they would kill him.
He asked in a small voice.
“…Who are you?”
In that moment, my voice reached his ears.
“Hey, you think I’d be walking around alone when dealing with the men who killed police officers? That makes no sense.”
His gaze turned toward me.
Unable to grasp the situation, his eyes just rolled around.
I stepped toward him and continued.
“They’re my bodyguards.”
“But, a prosecutor with bodyguards….”
“Ah, I have plenty of money.”

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