Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 1679: Chapter 1511: This Notebook Looks Pretty Good (Please Subscribe!)

Jeong Do-won’s strategy is simple.

Deny.

Deny.

Deny everything.

One person’s testimony cannot be entirely taken as evidence; without substantial evidence, he cannot be convicted. It’s been so long, he thinks he left no effective evidence.

Just one person’s word to convict him?

Impossible.

"Do you think this is all slander?"

"Yes."

"I’ve retrieved the dossiers for these three cases; there are many doubts, just speaking of the first case..." Another three minutes, the doubts in the dossiers laid out before him, all with his signatures.

These things.

Impossible to close the case anonymously.

"Back then, why did you close such obviously problematic cases?"

"I’m very sorry, I was inexperienced at the time and didn’t notice." Jeong Do-won looks sincere, yet there’s a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"..."

Then.

Jeong Do-won calmly answered each question; after all these years, to say he doesn’t have some psychological resilience and adaptability, how could it be possible? In short, he mustn’t take the blame just like that.

If he admits.

At least three more people will be involved.

No.

Two people.

One is already in custody for another case.

Among the panel, there are people from the conglomerates; however, they are not optimistic. This prosecutor is no easy character; if judged by common sense, the one getting hurt in the end is surely oneself.

Just this morning.

Park Yong-woo.

God knows Park Yong-woo has a collection vault; a music box broke down his psychological defenses.

Then about that Secretary.

They watched the recordings, utterly speechless; it’s a textbook case. In just five minutes, obediently delivered Jeong Do-won and provided numerous detail clues.

Precisely because of this.

They know.

Jeong Do-won is definitely done for, it’s just that he himself doesn’t know yet; it’s not a too severe crime, but his current position is unsustainable, might have to stay in for a few years.

Thinking about it.

Jeong Do-won has no reason to bite randomly.

However.

For insurance.

They still unite to remind Jeong Do-won to be cautious.

Sure enough.

When it came to presenting real evidence.

Jeong Do-won panicked.

Equally panicked.

Are the other members of the panel since this prosecutor doesn’t play by the rules, completely skipping evidence of those previous cases, pointing to a direction that caught everyone off guard.

"This notebook, looks nice."

The prosecutor pulled out a blue notebook from a briefcase, and patted the cover.

"What?"

Jeong Do-won’s face turned white.

Same reaction as Park Yong-woo this morning.

There’s no other way.

This represents a terrifying reality, that the other party holds information beyond their imagination; he worked in South Korea’s judiciary system for years, holding secrets aplenty.

However.

Human memory is limited.

He records important matters, hearsays, truths, and significant relationships manually. The blue notebook before him is his abundant results over the years.

Calm.

Calm.

Jeong Do-won is still somewhat clever.

The records are not in plain text but written in abbreviations or a self-understandable way.

To put it simply.

It’s an imprecise encrypted document. However, minutes later, he understood what ’no unbreakable code’ means; his encryption is like a child’s doodles.

--- Praise it, say the kid has artistic talent.

--- Don’t praise, it’s just doodles.

Corruption.

Dereliction of duty.

Just reciting two names made the crowd unable to bear it, all are current high-ranking officials in South Korea.

At this moment.

The members of the panel couldn’t listen anymore.

Listening further.

Who knows what major incident might occur.

"Prosecutor Cheol Young, this matter is too complex; I suggest suspending the trial temporarily." Damn it, the contents from just now almost scared them to death; they’d rather not have heard it.

Cheol.

This damn thing is a vortex.

They unexpectedly half-stepped into it.

Done for.

This blue notebook.

It’s like a hot potato; they wish to avoid it at all costs.

"Alright, I agree."

Rare event.

The celebrity prosecutor agreed.

"This notebook."

"We will send someone to carefully protect it."

"..."

Their real intention was for him to burn it directly; everyone would feel more comfortable, but dare not voice it. As for taking it back themselves, they’re frightened, this piece of iron too hot to handle, one wrong move, flames upon oneself.

After others left.

Jeong Do-won sat dazedly in the chair.

He knows.

He’s completely done for.

There are simply too many people recorded in the notebook; once these people learn, they’d want nothing more than to come kill him at once—no, killing him wouldn’t quench their hatred.

"Clack clack clack..."

His upper and lower teeth were chattering.

This is a natural reaction under extreme fear.

"Want to live?"

Suddenly.

The prosecutor returned.

Jeong Do-won’s eyes flashed a gleam, looking at this prosecutor who was his subordinate yesterday, feeling cold as the Arctic, "How did you find this notebook?"

He thought he hid it well.

Even if they searched the house.

The chances of finding it were almost zero—a confidence he had.

"No, found it just this morning when I went out." The prosecutor smiled casually.

Jeong Do-won: "..."

Do you think I believe it?

"Your only way out now is to do what you should; the detention center, I think you’re very familiar—who would they find if they wanted to silence someone?"

After speaking.

The prosecutor handed over a piece of paper.

"To let you live until tomorrow, don’t miss anyone."

"..."

Jeong Do-won looked at the paper.

Then looked at the young smiling face in front of him.

Demon.

This person is as frightening as a messenger of hell, capable of sending people to hell. After much thought, he shook his head, "Sorry, I have a family, you can’t fight them."

This time.

Even if splitting Samsung and others.

It still doesn’t change the conglomerates’ share in South Korea’s economy.

Therefore.

The rich remain rich; if something happens to him, it would only mean dying sooner, otherwise, even if he performs meritoriously and gets out, those conglomerates wouldn’t let him see the sun for long.

Both ways lead to bad outcomes.

Ultimately, he chose to stand on the opposite side.

"If so, I won’t force you."

...

Jeong Do-won’s notebook.

Made those who were ready to go mad gasp several times; all parties receiving news nearly wished he could never speak again; it almost felt like overturning the heavens.

"Jeong Do-won cannot live."

"Understood."

That night.

Jeong Do-won committed suicide.

Before dying.

Left a letter claiming the notebook was all his fabrications, not real facts, also confessed to previous dereliction of duty cases, and to show repentance, chose to end his life.

Indeed.

No one believes.

However.

The death logic seemed clear; even a cliché guilty suicide can keep matters within a certain scope—when the person involved is gone, everything in the notebook loses significant authenticity importance. noveldrama

...

Shanghai Stock Market.

"You guys actually jumped into a pit after digging it."