Chapter 23

Chapter 23

The next day.

Hyunsoo, sitting in the corner of the cafe, was looking at the photos on the table. In the photo, there was a figure of a young man with a fat body.

Lee Yoonjae, president of Daesang Construction..

With cold eyes, Hyunsoo picked up the man's photo. The man's face was strangely similar to Hyunsoo.

He is the son of Father's brother.

The man in charge of Daesang Construction was also a bloodline of Daesang Group's chaebol family.

He was Hyunsoos cousin.

Soon after, Hyunsoo picked up another photo. This time it was a photo of an older man.

A stern face, a long gold necklace.

Seo Jinsang, president of Sangma Construction.

Hyunsoo overlapped the two photos on the table.

Daesang Construction, a conglomerate, and Sangma Construction, which had a close relationship with Daesang Construction.

There must be a connection.

Hyunsoo drank cold water as he put the photos in his pocket.

At that time.

Over here!

The cafe door opened with the sound of the bell. Soon after, Hyunsoo raised his hand. The person he greeted was none other than Reporter Seo Gaeun.

You kicked me out last time, but now you're very welcome.

Things have changed a bit. What would you like to have?

Reporter Seo Gaeun, with a coy expression, skimmed through the menu.

Americano, please.

One coffee? Do you want me to order you a cake?

Well, that's good, too.

* * *

I didn't know you were so close with Senior Inspector Shin Miye-nim.

Coffee and cake were served, and Hyunsoo naturally spat out his words.

Senior Inspector Shin readily accepted the interview I requested, unlike someone else.

Reporter Seo Gaeun's narrowed eyes turned to Hyunsoo.

Ahaha, I also answered. To Reporter Seo's question.

You answered just one question, you can't see that as an interview.

All right, I'll be sure to let you interview me when this is all over.

Reporter Seo Gaeun's eyes sparkled at Hyunsoo's words.

Really?

Really.

Okay!

Reporter Seo Gaeun, with a bright smile, put down the fork she was eating cake with and took out documents from her bag.

You said you were curious about the Sangma Construction suicide case, right?

Yes, when I asked Senior Inspector Shin, she said that I would be able to find out a lot of such information through Reporter Seo.

Well, that's my specialty. So I looked it up. The weird thing about the article yesterday is.

Reporter Seo Gaeun, who was taking out several files, stopped and lowered her voice.

There was obviously a breaking news yesterday, but it seemed like it was embargoed.

Embargo?

But an indefinite embargo.

Embargo refers to the suspension of reporting on an article by a certain time. However, an indefinite embargo.

In other words, someone silenced the media with money. But fortunately, I saw the news, and there was something I was looking into before that.

As she spoke, she spread the materials she had pulled out on the table.

This one.

Reporter Seo Gaeun pointed to the blue file folder, and Hyunsoo picked up the file.

The person who committed suicide was Park Jangwon, the head manager of Sangma Construction.

The news he heard at the pub yesterday. The story of Head Manager Park, who committed suicide at a construction company.

According to rumors, Head Manager Park Jangwon, who had been ostracized at work, ended his life on his own because he couldn't stand his company life. However.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

Reporter Seo Gaeun took out the file at the bottom of the documents on the table and opened it.

It seems that the reporter below did not receive the message well and sent it out as breaking news. I deleted all the articles in a hurry.

The hesitant young man continued.

In the worst case scenario, there could be an investigation from the police.

The middle-aged man who turned his head with a glare of anger, he was the president of Sangma Construction.

The younger man sat down in a hurry and bent down at the president's apparently angry behavior.

Im, Im sorry!

Then.

Something heavy flew over his head.

What the hell are you bastard doing! Can't you manage that one thing?!!

Im sorry! Im sorry!

He was hit by an ashtray. The man was seeing stars but he did not stop apologizing.

How many times did he bow down?

The president, who was sweeping his face, stopped him with his hands lifted. Then he poked the man in the shoulder and opened his mouth.

Why would I have you sitting here when you can't even use your body.

.

I have you here to use your brain, you idiot!! But what am I supposed to do if you take care of things like this!

I, I'll do my best from now on! Im sorry!

Ha.

The president, who had his hair disheveled, glared fiercely at the man. But glaring like this didn't solve the problem. With a sigh, he opened his mouth.

Just in case, keep an eye out for the police station, they might squeeze in to build up their performance.

Yes! But if they start an investigation.

The president rubbed his chin at the man's words. Sangma Construction, which he had been running, was a company that was firmly rooted in construction corruption such as improper solicitation and illegal subcontracting.

The only thing he was most confident about, was money.

The president raised his chin and spat out the words.

Then slip them some behind the back.

How, how much?

It doesn't matter how much, so give them as much as they ask. Those bastard police are always hungry and suffering. If you hand over as much as they ask, they'll come rushing at you thinking they have hit the jackpot.

Yes, yes.

It's better to have that weakness. There's a lot of use for the police mole.

The president smiled faintly, and his eyes flashed.

This could be an opportunity rather than a crisis. A chance to jump into the bigger sea with the police backing them.

The president grabbed the man's shoulder.

Sangdeok-ah, let's get our act together.

.

If the investigation into this case goes properly, if everything is really revealed, we all go through it. You've been working for me all your life, and you don't want to go to prison, do you?

Yes, yes!

So let's do it right.

The man nodded with all his might.

Tapping him on the shoulder, the president stood up.

Anyway, don't let a single police get near the company. Dont let those fools smell anything.

Yes, sir!

He didn't like the clumsy-looking man, but the president still thought there was nothing that couldn't be solved with money.

It didn't matter who was interested in the case, dug it up or whatever. No matter how thirsty a detective was for justice, he would lose his senses when a large amount of money flickered in front of him.

With a wry smile, the president walked to the door. And when he was about to grab the doorknob.

Slam! The door opened.

W, what?

At the open door stood a young man.

It was Hyunsoo.

The president's brow furrowed at the unfamiliar face.

Who, who are you, standing here as you like!

Then Hyunsoo raised the corners of his mouth wide.

Me? Police.