427 Submarine Warfare 3 Kidnapping a High School Girl (2)

After finishing the afternoon treatment quickly, Jong-seok stopped his car in the parking lot of Sung-chul Police Station and called Lee Chang-sik.

"I'm in the parking lot."

[I'm going out now.]

When I hung up and waited, Lee Chang-sik ran to the parking lot.

"How'd it go?”

"Mr. A, they say no."

"No?"

It`s a sensitive issue and it`s an incident that the media is paying attention to, so I`m trying to save myself from the stomach. Besides, if he doesn't open his mouth, high school girls are in danger."

"Why is that?"

"If you say a high school girl died because of the police, things get big. But I can't let him go. And..."

After hesitating for a while, Lee Chang-sik sighed and looked at Jong-seok.

"You're the half-broadcaster. He says he can't believe you."

"For fear of being known on the air?"

"Mr. A! I'm bringing you here, Lieutenant Kim Sun-shin and I are so broken."

Lee Chang-sik's words hardened Jong-seok's face.

"You're more afraid of being hit by the press than by the child's life?’

Jong-seok, who put his tongue inside, said while looking at the police station.

"What about Lieutenant Kim Sun-shin?"

"I'm talking to the section chief.”

Jong-seok took out his cell phone when Chang-sik Lee said.

"Grandfather, I'm Jong-seok."

Jong-seok's greeting brought a welcome voice from his cell phone.

[Mr. Lee. ]

Jong-seok opened his mouth looking at the police station with Hong-seok's voice from his cell phone.

"May I ask you to come to Sung-chul's police station for a moment?”

[Sung Chul Police Department?] Is something wrong?]

"It's a little hard to say on the phone."

[Hmm...... Something must be wrong with you. Okay. It'll take about thirty minutes if we leave now.]

"Thank you."

[Thank you. If Mr. Lee gave you this call, there must be someone in need of help, and of course I'll have to come forward. I'll see you then.]

To Jong-seok, who hung up on it, Lee Chang-sik looked at him with a curious look.

"Who did you call?"

"He's an old man I know, and he'll help.”

"I'm in big trouble if people tell me...….”

When Lee Chang-sik was worried that the case under investigation seemed to be getting known, Jong-seok saw him.

"It depends on the life of a high school girl."

"Ay! I don't know. You don't think I'll get fired?”

Jong-seok nodded at Lee Chang-sik and waited for Hong-seok to come.

***

Hong-seok arrived and Jong-seok explained the situation to him. Hong-seok frowned at the story.

"By the time I was active, those guys went out of the police station half-dead......and there's something bad about being democratized."

Jong-seok looked at Hong-seok and said,

"Is there any way?”

"Whenever I see him, I can open my mouth......no."

Hong Seok shook his head when asked if he could open it. If he knew Jong-seok, he could make him talk.

Hong Seok took out his cell phone and called someone.

"It's me, brother. How are you? Yes. . . . . I have something very important to ask you. Yes......"

Jong-seok tilted his head at Hong-seok's phone conversation.

Brother?

Hong Seok is also old, and he is curious about who would be called his elder brother.

"Jongseok? If you meet him, he is such a nice and upright young man that you can see in the world." Ha ha ha! Yes. So, what, would you like to be? 네…… 아…… 감사합니다.”

전화를 끊은 홍석이 종석을 보며 고개를 끄덕였다.

“잘 될 것 같습니다.”

“그런데 어떤 분에게 연락을 하신 건지?”

“제가 현역에 있을 때 형, 동생하고 지내던 전직 경찰입니다. 일단 알아보신다고 했으니 기다려 보지요.”

홍석의 말에 종석이 슬며시 물었다.

"But wouldn't it be better for the prosecution to use its hands?”

Since he was a former chief prosecutor in Seoul, it would be faster to find out through the prosecution.

Hong Seok shook his head at the question of Jongseok.

These days, the police and the prosecution are at odds over their investigative rights. It might be better for the police to find out than for the prosecution."

And after a while, Hong-seok called again.

"Older brother, yes... Ah...... I see."

Hong Seok, who finished the call, saw Jongseok Jong-seok.

"Your brother's coming.”

"That's fine, then?”

"He'll come and report on the situation."

"You're very careful."

"Me, too, but...... because he's proud of the organization."

When Jong-seok nodded at Hong-seok's words, he heard a call from somewhere for Lee Chang-sik.

"Lee Chang-sik!"

At the sound of calling himself, Lee Chang-sik turned his head and hurried away.

"Yes!"

Two men were looking at this place with their eyes frowned at a smoking area on one side of the parking lot.

Then, he talked to Lee Chang-sik about something, but the atmosphere was not good.

Perhaps it was not good that Lee Chang-sik and Kim Sun-shin took their work outside the school.

One of the men punched him in the chest.

Clap clap!

It's not about cutting off pain and hitting, it's about pushing your chest hard with your fist......it wasn't a good fist.

When Jong-seok, who frowned at the sight, tried to move, Hong-seok caught him.

"It's within the organization. When Mr. Lee comes forward, his life as a policeman becomes more difficult."

"You've been loathsome about this anyway. What could be worse?”

"That's true, but......but you still have to stay out of it...….”

"I'm not trying to be bad, so don't worry. And...... maybe we'll have more of a side."

When Jong-seok moved to Lee Chang-sik, two men glanced at him and stopped fists.

"Hello."

As Jong-seok approached, two men bowed their heads and turned.

Jong-seok said to the figure.

"Wait a minute."

A man glanced back at Jong-seok's words.

"Do you have any business?"

Jong-seok smiled and nodded at the blunt man.

"I'm Chang-sik's high school friend, Lee Jong-seok. I just wanted to say hello.”

At Jong-seok's greeting, a man saw Lee Chang-sik while looking at him.

"Give your friend a cup of coffee and let him go."

When the man snapped at Lee Chang-sik and tried to turn himself around, Jong-seok smiled and started talking again.

"Excuse me, wait."

"And why?"

Jong-seok spoke to the man who turned around again.

"Can I touch your face for a moment?”

"What?"

"I don't know if you heard, but I'm a famous oriental doctor. But you look a little under the weather with a red complexion."

"There's nothing wrong with the police...….”

The man who was talking hurriedly turned on his face.

Jong-seok reached out his hand and touched his cheek slightly.

"What are you doing now?"

Jong-seok bowed his head slightly to the man's remark.

"I'm afraid you won't let me touch you."

Then Jong-seok continued to look at the man.

"You have a lot of constipation, don't you?"”

The man's eyes shook when he touched his face once and asked if his constipation was severe.

"What?"

"Hey, wait a minute...... could you give me your hand?”

Lee Chang-sik said softly as Jong-seok seemed to hesitate.

"Jongseok is also looking for Chinese President Jin So-pyeong. Detective Bae, take it."

When detective Bae slipped out his hand at Lee Chang-sik's words, Jong-seok grabbed Jong-seok's wrist.

Then he nodded.

"You haven't been around for about four days."

"How do you do that?”

Detective Bae looked surprised at Jong-seok's words. In fact, my bowel movements have not been coming out well for some time, and I have been struggling little by little.

"My stomach is full of tableware. Besides, he's full of anger......I'm sure you can't help but get stressed out while working as a cop."

"Yes."

"The police work is very hard. I'm under a lot of stress.... I respect you."

"It's a respect... ....”

Still, Jong-seok said, looking at detective Bae, whose face is slightly relaxed as if he was feeling a little better.

"And don't underestimate constipation. The feces shoot out the tableware inside the ship, which has a bad effect on other organs. Maybe constipation is the source of all illnesses."

"But this isn't coming out very well...….”

Jong-seok saw Lee Chang-sik.

"Where is the nearest toilet?"

"It's right in front of here.”

"Then let's go to the bathroom.”

When Jong-seok saw Lee Chang-sik, he took the lead in guiding him to the bathroom. Jong-seok saw detective Bae.

"Let's go."

"I don't have a lot of bowel movements in the bathroom....and I'd like to go to work now.….”

"Let's go for now.”

When Jong-seok said with a business smile, detective Bae saw his colleague once and followed Lee Chang-sik.

Jong-seok, who took Detective Bae to the bathroom in the police station, said.

"First of all, Detective Bae, I'll give you some constipation treatment."

"Is this the cure?”

" constipation is one of my favorite subjects, so I can do it right away. It's just....."

Jong-seok continued to talk looking at detective Bae.

"It's a bit of a radical cure, just because it's a hand stroke."

Lee Chang-sik saw detective Bae at Jong-seok's words.

"I've had a couple of spoons, and it hurts a little, but it works."

"Are you sick?"

"But it's very cool and nice."

Lee Chang-sik has been hit by Jong-seok several times, so he is well aware of the efficacy.

"I don't mind being sick, but...... I understand."

Detective Bae nodded and Jong-seok opened the bathroom door. Then he set up detective Bae in front of him and spread his hands.

"Then we'll get started."

"Yes."

With detective Bae's answer, Jong-seok's hand moved quickly.

Papapapat!

Whenever Jong-seok's hand hit his body, Detective Bae's lips wriggled.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

As a violent detective, he often got stabbed or beaten to fight while catching gangsters or felons.

So the pain is ridiculous, and every time Jong-seok hits him, he feels pain deep in his bones.

Isn't he taking revenge for Chang-sik's beating earlier?’

It's not treatment, but revenge. And the idea was the same with a colleague watching the hit.

"Is this real?"

Jong-seok said without stopping his hands when his colleague stared at Lee Chang-

"That's treatment."

"What treatment hits you? Stop it."

"It doesn't work if you stop. Just wait 30 seconds."

"Hey! Stop!"

When his colleague shouted and tried to step forward, Jong-seok caught detective Bae and hit him hard on both sides of the waist.

Puck!

Detective Bae screamed at the sudden change of RBI.

"Crrrrrrrrrr!"

And with him Jong-seok took some of his fellow detective's chests.

Pavat!

"Huck!"

With Jong-seok's stabbing in the chest of his fellow detective, he was surprised and swallowed a breeze.

The body doesn't move.

"The body... ...is not moving!"

Lee Chang-sik saw Jong-seok at the sight.

"Hey......."

"It's all right."

Then again, when Jong-seok hit detective Bae's body, his fellow detective shouted.

"There's nobody out there! Hey! Help!"

The door to the bathroom burst open at the cry of a fellow detective.

"What! What's going on!"

The two police officers, who entered the bathroom door, were surprised to see Jong-seok hit detective Bae.

"What the hell is he!"

"Detective Bae!"

Jong-seok shouted as the two policemen rushed in.

"The End!"

With a cry, Jong-seok slapped detective Bae on the stomach with his palm.

Phew!

As soon as Detective Bae opens his mouth with pain in Jong-seok's hand...….

Kowloon! Kowloon!

There was a strong sound of something moving from the ship. Jong-seok rushed Detective Bae into the bathroom.

"Go to work."

Detective Bae, who had already had a terrible stomachache due to Jong-seok's words, hurriedly loosened his pants and sat down.

Whoo! Argh!

When I heard the sound of farting and pouring, Jong-seok closed the door and said,

"Do it with the water down. It's overflowing."

I could hear the water dripping down on Jong-seok's horse, and then I could hear it pouring again.

And when the bathroom smelled, Jong-seok pressed some of Bae's colleague's chest with his hands.

Ta-da!

"Gasp!"

The detective, who had been deflated and moved, looked at the stalactites with surprised eyes.

"How did you just...…?”

Jong-seok said, looking at the detective who spoke out as if he was embarrassed by his stiffness.

"First of all, Detective Bae, why don't you go out and talk to him so that he can take care of his business?”

The detective turned around when he saw where Detective Bae went into Jong-seok's horse.

Argh! Argh!

There's a lot of pouring sound and smell.

Two police officers who came into the bathroom at the sight looked at him without understanding what was going on.

"Let's get out."

"What's going on here?"

"That's..."

The detective glanced at Jong-seok and saw the bathroom with detective Bae in it.

In fact, he doesn't understand what happened. I thought you were beating detective Bae....and now that you're pooping, I don't think so.….

'Was it really a cure?’

Jong-seok saw him when the detective thought of it.

"Now let's get you treated, too.

"What? Me?"

Jong-seok smiled at the detective, who opened his surprised eyes.

"I think you have a bad stomach because of the sensation you felt in your chest earlier. You feel bloated and indigestion after eating, don't you?"

"What? Yeah."

"And when you sleep in the evening, you get tired of it?"

"Yes."

The detective nodded in surprise at Jong-seok's words. Jong-seok reached out his hand at the sight.

"I'll have a pulse."

When the detective gave him a hand, Jong-seok was in a vein and nodded.

"You certainly have a bad stomach. Well, it's hard to eat on time when you work as a police officer.”

"He's a career soldier."

"I understand. It must be hard. And now I'm going to treat you."

When Jong-seok raised his palm with the horse, the detective's face hardened.

"You don't think... ...me, too?"

"This works."

It's true. Suta pulls out the body's tableware at once, so even though it hurts...The effect of...is immediate.

Of course, there are treatments that do not hurt and do with internal organs or saliva. But... ...

You're scolding my friend?’

The psychology of doing was also working strongly. That's why I chose to take a hit.

Jong-seok reached out his hand at the hesitating detective.

"Let's get started."

At Jong-seok's words, the detective went into the bathroom after a while.

"Then inside...….”

There are many people passing by, but they don't want to be treated in the hallway.

He saw Hong Seok.

"The elderly are outside."

"Okay."

Jong-seok saw Lee Chang-sik in Hong-seok's answer.

"Stay with the old man.”

Sweep!

When Jong-seok, who closed the bathroom door with the horse, disappeared, a scream came from inside a moment later.

"Argh! Argh!"

A loud scream rushed by the passing policemen.

"What is it? What's going on?"

"Lee Chang-sik, what are you talking about?"

Lee Chang-sik hurriedly said to the police.

"It's nothing."

"It's nothing! Isn't that a scream?"

"It's being treated."

"What treatment at the police station! Hey! Get out of the way!"

When a police officer hurriedly pushed out Lee Chang-sik, detective Bae appeared from inside with a bright face.

"Ah! How refreshing!"

The police saw detective Bae with a bright face.

"What's going on in there?"

"Inside? Ah! I'm on detective Jang."

"Detective Chang?"

"Yes! Ah! Would you like to see it if you're curious?"

As he spoke, detective Bae opened the bathroom door and wondered at the faces of the police officers.

Detective Jang was beaten and screamed.

"What is this?"

Jong-seok opened his mouth to people.

"If you're not feeling well, wait. I'll let you go after this."

Jong-seok's words only made people wonder more.