Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 1677: Chapter 1509: Shocked (Subscribe Please!)

South Korea.

Seoul.

Supreme Prosecutor’s Office.

"Bang."

A file was thrown in front of Park Yong-woo.

"Speak."

"Speak what?"

"Illegal trade in police equipment, what else is there to say?"

"..."

Park Yong-woo.

The current head of the equipment management department at the prosecutor’s office, he was bewildered when arrested this morning, stemming from last night’s fight. Those pieces of equipment were his ’private collection’ over the years.

Unexpectedly.

Who knew how these people stole from his ’collection’ and used them for criminal activities? Initially, it was personal collection, but they used them, making it hard not to be accused of illegal trade.

These all have serial numbers; they were equipment he ’disposed of’ under his authority.

With an investigation.

He was exposed.

Damn it.

What on earth is this?

"I didn’t sell them."

"Then where did they get them?"

"..."

This is just a part of it.

If his entire collection were exposed, things acquired from other channels would also be revealed.

Admitting.

There’s guilt, and it’s not minor.

Not admitting.

But if they discover his collection, his charges would be greater. It’s truly perplexing; the incident happened too abruptly, leaving him no time to think of a reason. What should he say?

He has a conglomerate background.

He’s not too afraid, as long as the reason holds.

"Thinking of a reason?"

Just at that moment.

He saw the ’celebrity prosecutor’ walk in.

"No, I’m not."

How could he admit it?

Seeing this ’colleague’, Park Yong-woo’s lips twitched. Although they worked in the same unit, they were on opposing sides. Thinking of this person’s reputation made him slightly apprehensive.

The prosecutor sat in front of him.

Stared at him for a full minute.

Park Yong-woo gathered his courage to meet his gaze. At this time, he must not show fear, and his expression couldn’t falter. These were micro-expression experts; a single glance could mean losing ground.

Hmph.

After working so many years.

It’s impossible to be intimidated by just a look.

"Do you recognize this?"

As he spoke.

The prosecutor placed an object on the table.

"Hmm?"

When Park Yong-woo got a clear look, he panicked instantly, like a deflated balloon, unable to maintain a calm expression, as he stood up in shock, knocking the chair over.

This composure.

Made the recorder beside shake their head, smirking.

Tsk.

"Seems like you recognize it." The prosecutor smiled.

"I don’t recognize it."

Park Yong-woo hurriedly denied.

In truth.

He’s in a panic, the object is a simple music box. In fact, it really is a music box, but it was something he customized during a business trip years ago.

Only one exists.

No duplicates.

Placed in his collection.

It can’t be mistaken.

"Really?"

The prosecutor opened the music box, wound it up, and the familiar sound played.

"Gulp."

Cold sweat poured off Park Yong-woo.

"Remember now?" the prosecutor asked again.

"I... I..."

Park Yong-woo looked at the music box in fear and then at the ’famous prosecutor’ in front of him in terror. At this moment, he understood the fear experienced by those this man sent to prison.

Too frightening.

"Want to reduce your sentence by making a contribution?" the prosecutor said.

Upon hearing this.

Park Yong-woo took a deep breath.

Looked at the prosecutor for a minute, then nodded. With the collection discovered, lifelong imprisonment was inevitable. The conglomerate wouldn’t save him; they couldn’t even protect themselves in this situation.

At this moment.

He once again felt.

How those captured by this prosecutor would ’pull their companions down’ to make contributions. Loyalty? The information they had might be more than he imagined.

He didn’t dare bite the conglomerate’s direct line.

But others.

Couldn’t blame him.

As for how the music box got there, he quickly imagined it. Lee Joon-seok and others found his collection, stole some weapons, and then the prosecutor traced the surveillance to locate the area.

Tracing the clue.

Visiting.

Yes.

Must be like this.

Twenty minutes later.

Under subordinates’ gawking eyes, he finished the interrogation.

...

With evidence in hand.

The prosecutor went to his superior’s office.

"What?"

The superior was shocked.

When you first arrested, you didn’t mention the music box. Park Yong-woo was considered his man, though he committed an offense, it shouldn’t have been too serious. He was contemplating a replacement.

But seeing this.

Wow.

So much hidden, some items even illegal. After reading the records, he felt like throwing up blood. Now, it wasn’t just a personnel issue; it was a whole bunch.

Among them.

Half were his people.

Gosh.

Did you have to implicate so many indiscriminately?

But after seeing the collection’s contents, he kind of understood. Look at what you’ve done, even explosives, grenades, things our office doesn’t even have.

Geez.

Crazy.

What were you doing?

To have someone like this among his subordinates.

"We just found out, you were in a meeting, didn’t want to disturb." The prosecutor replied.

"..."

Not wanting to disturb.

Isn’t it more like you didn’t want to let me know earlier?

If he knew.

He wouldn’t have let this person handle the interrogation. Needed to prevent Park Yong-woo from going berserk, now, it’s too late to stop, the person already wrecked many of his plans.

"These people are severely violating discipline, please approve their immediate arrest."

"..." noveldrama

After a while.

The superior sighed.

"Okay."

Even if unwilling.

He still signed the arrest warrant.

No choice.

Though superior to this person, at such a critical moment, he couldn’t afford to be caught out. In the past year, more than a dozen top officials in the Seoul Supreme Prosecutor’s Office had fallen, many watching.

Fortunately, these people weren’t direct lines of the conglomerate, otherwise he would have had a bigger headache.

Forget it.

Just replace them.

...

Seoul.

Gangnam District.

Inside a villa.

"What? Park Yong-woo was arrested?"

A man just got up and heard such ’bad news’. Park Yong-woo was from his family, though not a direct line, he was still on his side, yet he was taken down without his knowledge.

"Yes, done by that prosecutor."

"Him again."

The man gritted his teeth, his brother had been sent in by this man.

"What’s the reason?"

"Heard someone stole from one of Park Yong-woo’s collection vaults, filled with weapons and equipment he acquired over the years. A massive amount, used by several robbers for a crime, who were shot dead last night at the scene."

"..."

That luck.

Is quite unlucky.

He knew Park Yong-woo had this hobby, but it wasn’t significant. Unexpectedly, it was exposed like this.

At this moment.

His father hurried in.

"Father."

The man greeted respectfully, not knowing why his father came.

"You’ve heard about Park Yong-woo, right?"

"Yes."

"It’s not that simple, that prosecutor is terrifying." His father showed a hint of fear on his face as he spoke.

"What happened?" The man asked puzzled.

"The five people who used those weapons to commit murder last night were the ones lined up to kill that prosecutor yesterday, and the one killed was their boss, Park Yong-woo got involved."

"What? Was this the prosecutor’s setup?"

"Now something new has happened, someone Park Yong-woo named pulled the planner from the Supreme Prosecutor’s Office into the situation, that person is completely finished."

"..."

The man’s mouth dropped open.

Is this the prosecutor’s counterattack?

Truly terrifying.

No evidence for the dead.

And he couldn’t find any adverse evidence against the prosecutor, a single move stunned a large group of people.

"What should we do?"

"You should go abroad first, I suspect some people might go crazy."