Chapter 153 Police Station
On the fourth floor of the police station, a middle-aged man with oily hair and pink face named Jin Haoguang held a tape measure and measured the space between every desk, chair, cabinet, and green plant in the office very carefully. Despite the distance, he was still mumbling something about Feng Shui and luck.
Four small hibiscus flowers are pinned to the epaulettes of his police uniform, indicating his identity as the chief of the Gangdong District Police Station and chief police officer in Seoul.
After World War II, South Korea’s anti-feudal and anti-colonial revolution was not complete, and a large amount of cultural dross was left behind and has been preserved to this day.
Some upper-class elites are superstitious about witchcraft, some are superstitious about shamans, and some are superstitious about fortune-telling. For example, Kim Ho-kwang, a middle-level and senior-level member of the Seoul Police Force, is also superstitious about Feng Shui and does not turn on air conditioning in his office in the summer. Afraid of affecting one's official career.
Boom, boom, boom.
The security door equipped with a C-class lock cylinder was knocked, and a young male voice came from outside the door, "Director, there is a man named Jiang Wanyong downstairs, and he is looking for you by name."
"Huh?" Jin Haoguang's face darkened and he said outside the door: "I told him to wait for news at home. Go tell him and say that I am already off work."
"Yes."
The voices of two people talking came from the end of the corridor, "Mr. Jiang, our director has gone off work. Please come back tomorrow."
"How is that possible? I saw the lights in the office were still on downstairs!"
"It's really time to get off work"
"I don't believe it, you are just perfunctory with me! It's not at all Seriously send someone to find my wife! I want to see your director, don’t stop me!”
“Please calm down!”
The conversation in the corridor gradually changed. After fierce tugging and pushing, Jin Haoguang frowned, stepped to the door, gently pushed open a crack in the door and looked outside, and then his pupils suddenly dilated.
There was only one figure standing in the corridor on the fourth floor.
The man was wearing a police uniform, with his back to the office door. His left and right hands were tugging on his police uniform as if fighting each other, making pushing and shoving noises, and two completely different human voices came out of his mouth.
As if he heard the sound of opening the door, the man's upper body remained still, his neck suddenly twisted back, almost 180 degrees, he turned his head, looked at Jin Haoguang with an extremely weird expression, and grinned. : "Finally the door is open"
Jin Haoguang was horrified and was about to close the door, but the other party moved faster. He squeezed into the office backwards and closed the security door equipped with a C-level lock cylinder. Remember the whip leg, causing Jin Haoguang to fall to the ground.
“Good evening, Director Kim, do you recognize me?”
Li Sheng used a standard kneeling posture and put his knee on the back of Jin Haoguang's neck to prevent him from screaming, and then straightened his head slowly.
([Assembled Muppet] The effect and judgment range are quite wonderful. Using your own cervical vertebrae as components, you can achieve the effect of an owl turning its head. If you are more radical, you can even combine the spleen, stomach and other internal organs. Take it out temporarily and play with it in your hand. Just put it back before it dies due to lack of oxygen and necrosis)
"You"
Jin Haoguang was speechless. In his sight, the other party's facial features After a burst of squirming, he slowly transformed into Jiang Wanyong, "Jiang Wanyong?! Are you a human or a ghost?"
"Do ghosts have temperature? Do ghosts have shadows? Do ghosts have weight and can crush people?" Well, the last one seems to work really well. I have a friend named Ning who gets raped by ghosts every day.”
Li Sheng rubbed his chin and said: "In short, you have to tell me all the information about Jiang Wanyong's wife Jiang Shaoxi."
"I don't know, I told you everything I know on the phone"< br>
“The answer is wrong.” Li Sheng whistled and put a little force on his knees, causing Jin Haoguang’s neck bones to make a series of clicking sounds. “Kneeling down on the neck will cause compression of the carotid sinus, a sudden drop in heart rate, and obstruction of the trachea. I can’t breathe. You still have two minutes.”
The action of kneeling on the neck was used by the police to control criminal suspects (such as what triggered the BLM black movement). Floyd case), is actually a classic trick used by scouts to capture prisoners.
In less than 20 seconds, Jin Haoguang's eyes became bloodshot due to suffocation and lack of oxygen, and he made a dull and hoarse breathing sound in his throat. He slapped the ground hard with his palms to beg for mercy.
Li Sheng did not move. After more than ten seconds, when Jin Haoguang's face turned the color of pig liver, he relaxed his kneeling pressure slightly and said, "Are you willing to cooperate? Say it."
< br>"Hoo-ho-"
Jin Haoguang's lungs were like broken bellows and he was sucking in air desperately. It took him a while to regain his strength, and he cried with anxiety and fear: "Jiang Shaoxi, he's dead. Yes."
"Huh? How did you know?"
Li Sheng raised his eyebrows. The mission goal was to find clues about Jiang Shaoxi, but this person died as soon as he came up? It shouldn't be.
"The body is in the medical examiner's office downstairs. I have confirmed it with my own eyes."
Jin Haoguang said bravely, fearing that the other party would get excited and accidentally break his neck, " Just an hour ago, a mysterious person called me using the police station's internal line and asked me to come downstairs.
Two people drove Jiang Shaoxi's body over in a van and asked me to put it in directly. The morgue in the medical examiner's office. I won't call you until tomorrow night to come and claim it."
Li Sheng tilted his head, "You collected it after someone brought it over? Is the Seoul police so casual? ”
"Those two people, one is a retired policeman named Song whom I know. The other has been sitting in the car, a strange young man."
For fear of being kneeled down again, Jin Haoguang was like a bamboo tube He said quickly like pouring beans.
As a country single-handedly supported by the United States, South Korea has learned from the United States in all aspects, and it also has its own revolving door of government and business.
Some businessmen with certain local strength will deliberately hire retired high-level government civil servants and police officers. They will use their old relationships to invite serving officials and police officers to nightclubs, bars, etc. under the businessman's name for free. Places consume entertainment, thereby engaging in corruption.
When these officials and police officers retire or leave their jobs, we can also arrange well-paying jobs for them.
Correspondingly, this kind of protective umbrella constructed by a revolving door will also open up all industries under the businessman's name, ignore reports from the private sector involving gambling, drugs, pornography, corporate tax evasion, etc., and even help cover them up.
The retired policeman named Song mentioned by Jin Haoguang was one of the people in the revolving door - he knew the layout of the police station and deliberately drove the car to the underground passage of the police station to complete the handover of the body. Avoid surveillance cameras.
As for the mysterious call that came first, because it was an internal line, the caller's number was not displayed.
Being able to use the internal lines of the police station proves something in itself.
"Tell me the information about the policeman named Song,"
Li Sheng thought for a while and said, "Also, take me to see the corpse."
(End of Chapter)