I Became a Cop in the Superhero Genre

08 : Even the police in this world have jinxes.

What do I need for a disabled person? Oh, I’m asking without the obvious things of wound healing and rehabilitation.

The point of this question is one. By Bored. I have nothing to do. I’m asking because I’m bored.

boring and painful It’s been 5 weeks since I was put in the intensive care unit. Since I was a police officer, I went in and out of the hospital like a second home.

Until now, I had never been hospitalized for as long as today, and never had I felt so frustrated and had nothing to do.

The cause is my right arm, which the doctors put together like a puzzle.

My right arm, which was treated at the university hospital because I couldn’t even touch it at the police hospital, got tangled with a pistol and became a piece of modern art, but with the power of modern medicine, it miraculously regained its original shape.

But that miracle, of course, required a price. The price was none other than the long recovery time.

Even though he has been lying in the hospital room for 5 weeks and has been steadily receiving treatment, he is unable to untie the bandage on his arm, let alone stitches. Even terrible pain!

Doctors say that my current recovery speed is average, but since I was reincarnated, my body has not had any trifles, and it quickly healed no matter how injured I was, so it was very awkward and boring for me to take such a long time.

—-Of course I know. Until now, even if my body was injured, it was strangely fast.

Even if I myself have psychic powers, I can believe that I have healed quickly from any injury- but I can’t seem to do with injuries that would cause me to be disabled.

Her thighs are still in good condition, so she goes around whenever she has time, but when the bandage is removed, her right hand looks like a fruit pie made by an Englishman, not a human hand.

In my heart, I hoped that at the speed of my recovery that I have seen so far, I would be able to overcome the disability and the pain would disappear after a month or two at the most, and I would be able to walk around normally.

did someone do that Because you expect, you will be betrayed. It hurts so much that it hurts again, damn it.

“It’s okay.”

The class president, who was pretty badly injured in this incident, was already feeling better and went to the general ward. The rest of the people who shared the same room with me left the room for different reasons.

other reasons. – Yes, let’s be honest. It doesn’t matter if my injury doesn’t heal quickly, or if I’m bored or if my hand hurts. One of the reasons I’m having a hard time right now. It’s because of the music coming from all directions.

I am not in the police hospital, but in the intensive care unit of the university hospital. There are people all over the place who are unconscious and do it today and tomorrow, and there are many people who actually die.

And as many people die, music is heard from all directions, and listening to it with sober mind makes me depressed like crazy.

If I keep going like this, I think I’m going to have a mental illness. I want to get out of the damn intensive care unit, but I can’t force myself because my arms are at a level that’s hard to do in a normal ward.

As a common saying, if I could get out of here, I would be able to sell my soul.

It sucks that it’s hard to say such a thing even as a joke when there’s a real devil woman near me.

As I was lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling, the contents of a dream I had previously came to mind.

Mina in the dream, with her hair tied in a ponytail and a gun hanging from her waist, told me that if I went to the goblin’s sister, I would be able to recover.

It’s just a wild dream, but isn’t it human psychology to cling to either a dog dream or a horse dream when desperate?

Let’s think. The goblin’s younger sister is likely to be a psychic with a high probability given her unusual appearance.

The goblin’s family or what he went through is not mentioned in the novel, so we don’t know exactly what superpowers the kid has.

The possibility of having such a superpower that miraculously heals people is not zero.

– And then, when I was taken to the goblin’s house, he was obviously not in a state where he could come to his senses.

But my sister went into the room for a while and came out. The guy opened his eyes and started talking.

Looking at this, there is a slight possibility that the goblin’s sister has the supernatural ability to heal real people.

Of course, thanks to the strong body unique to a psychic, it could have happened in that state, but it’s not that there is no hope at all.

Okay, let’s say the goblin’s sister has real healing powers. Then, the remaining problem is to find the goblin and ask for it.

I’m not going to know where the bastard’s house is or give out his phone number. Now stuck in the hospital, I don’t even know why the bastard did what he did at the scene and how he appeared.

To meet that baby, you have no choice but to play your feet.

I can’t get out of the hospital right now, so I’m going to meet the goblin’s sister to find a way to get better quickly like a miracle. In order to find the goblin sister, he has to go outside.

To put it simply, this is it. The psychic power of the goblin’s sister is definitely not the ability to recover. Shouldn’t be The grapes that cannot be eaten are sour grapes, Sifal.

*****

Patients admitted to the intensive care unit can also receive patient visits. I first found out about it today.

I didn’t know until now because no one had come to visit me for 5 weeks, and I had never been to an intensive care unit, nor had anyone I knew been hospitalized in an intensive care unit.

Thanks to the explanation of the nurse who informed me that there was a person in the hospital room to visit, I learned that critically ill patients can also be visited.

But then, why did no one come to visit me for five weeks?

I felt very sad for a moment, but now that I think about it, the only people who can come to me are police officers, and most of them are hospitalized like me.

The reason why the family members come is probably to deliver consolation money, but the people who will collect the consolation money are all taking care of the hospital. So, no one comes to me.

… … So, who is the person you are visiting now? Is it Mina? I had doubts, but at the same time I felt an ominous feeling for no reason.

Having endured the hell of boredom for five weeks, I accepted the visit without hesitation, saying that a ghost or anything would be fine because I missed the warmth of people. Something more terrifying than a ghost appeared in front of me.

“How is your arm?”

“it hurts. respectfully.”

The person who came to visit me was between my assistant shooter and no one else. I asked God, thinking that the ghost would be better. what did i do so wrong? Called.

No, yes. Considering my poor human relations, I thought in my heart that the person who would visit me on purpose would be Mina or Sai.

However, according to the class president, I heard that Sai also got hurt quite a bit after jumping into the scene with me first [although I got caught up in it], and because of that, I ate kusari from the class president, so I thought Sai wouldn’t come right away.

But fuck why is this bitch fine?

He had a large gauze on his face and a cast on his arm, so at first glance he looked seriously injured, but this year. There is no unnatural motion characteristic of injured people.

Simply put, if you pay close attention, you’ll see that this bastard is faking an illness.

If he went around like this outside, it means the other cops who didn’t notice that he was fine are idiots.

Anyway, it sucks. I rolled my eyes while chewing on the meat dumplings that Sai had brought as a present for his illness.

One month and one more week. During the period I was confined to the hospital room, I didn’t even watch TV properly, so I don’t know how things are going on outside.

I listened little by little while chatting with the class president and nurses who shared the same hospital room, but I get goosebumps thinking about what this bitch would do during the 5 weeks I was gone.

The biggest worry to me right now is that I don’t know what this year will do with me, who has been disabled, rather than the possibility that I would have planned something between them during the 5 weeks.

If getting disabled was her plan, I’m afraid of the future, and if she just made a mistake – I’m afraid of not knowing what to do with the broken toy.

anything is fucking scary It’s really sad. I just wanted to live in moderation… … !

We are chewing on pickled radish while weeding out the unresolved mess. Sai looks at me. Not the blue eyes you see sometimes, but the black eyes of Sai, a detective from the Special Investigation Team.

What do you think about this year? I looked between them, moving my jaw, until what was in my mouth was completely powdered and turned into half juice.

Sai silently watched me move his jaw without saying anything, and then opened his mouth. That face is a face that can’t stand boredom… … Rather than feeling guilty, the face, is it?

“… … Vice-captain. It’s nice to see your face. I’m so glad Arms though, no. … … This is not it. I was supposed to stay with the vice-captain, but I’m the only one who’s fine… … No, no. This. sorry. what am i supposed to say now… … I don’t know… … .”

Sai licked his lips and shook his head. If someone saw him, he would look like a rookie police officer who felt guilty that everyone was badly injured, but he was the only one who was fine.

And when I saw that, I thought.

This year’s acting is so good that it makes me feel bad.

I forgot to keep my mouth shut and looked between them. Sai had a face as if he had chewed a bitter persimmon. He rubbed his cheek, looking like he was looking for something to say.

But the look was disgusting, so it was disgusting. Five people died, and I even got a disability, but the face they show me is like that?

It’s something I’ve felt many times while working as a police officer, but I feel bad because I can’t understand the heads of criminals.

I thought he was here to check on me and, in slang, ‘to see if I could play with some more toys,’ but he’s talking nonsense like that.

Not like me, my anger soared, and my fists tightened. The names of the five dead detectives flashed through my mind for a moment, but I took a deep breath and suppressed my boiling emotions.

I was mentally exhausted from living in the intensive care unit and seeing people die often.

Calm down. If you lose your temper and get angry at this kind of provocation, nothing will happen. Didn’t you know that bitch was a bitch in the first place?

breathe slowly And I thought the opposite. Doing so fuels the fighting spirit to return somehow and find evidence that this bitch committed a crime.

OK, one more reason to catch this bitch.

So what should I say here? I could just skip it, but I hate that.

At least I can’t just pass it on as I am soaked in mental and physical fatigue in the hospital room after being diagnosed with a disability.

Even if I can’t say it directly, I have to say something to the criminal so he can sleep tonight.

I forcibly suppressed all the twinges of lust that were about to burst out of my mouth like fireworks, and answered with my choice of words.

If you play a cop struggling with guilt, on the contrary, you can pretend to comfort him and give him credit.

“Even the people who went to the site with me wouldn’t say nonsense that if everyone was wearing uniforms, I did what I had to do.

Look at the people who are in the hospital and the people who are dead. how unfortunate My family died because of that motherfuckin’ motherfuckin’ murderer.”

“Are you upset? We are normal people with no superpowers or anything. If you’re seriously injured, you’ll die, and you won’t have any new power to break through the crisis in a situation where you’re likely to be lost.

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Just ‘police’. But you had to do it because you were that cop. If you’re in uniform too, stop talking nonsense and go do what you have to do.”

I’m about to say you’re an asshole because I’m barely holding back the expletive, asshole.

But somehow, because of you, this damn bitch is innocent… … No, I don’t know if those people are corrupt cops, so this isn’t it.

Anyway, when people cursed at me saying he was dead, Sai’s eyes widened. Soon she said with a smile.

“Yes. It’s ‘police’. The vice-captain and I are just police officers. That was important. I made a ‘big mistake’. I’m just excited… … .”

It’s a subtle smile that seems to have gained enlightenment, but why does it give me goosebumps?

I don’t know what the muttering meant, but maybe it’s just my nervousness that I seem to have had the worst realization about what I’ve said in anger? is not it? Sipal?

Sai smiled and nodded. She apologized to me saying she made a mistake.

For a moment, I thought about what I said, but looking at the words alone, there was no room for interpretation other than saying, “Do what you have to do, and don’t bullshit the guilty adjunct shooter in a sharp tone.”

Oh really, what is this year? Why are you doing this? As I was looking at her with my eyes wide open, Sai changed his mind, saying that he still had good news. He took out his cell phone and showed me something.

“I found a minus I missed this time this morning. It was found in a park square in Cheonho-dong. He is currently being transported to the hospital,

The police say they are starting an investigation into who kidnapped Minus. … … It led to another case, but at least we got the son of a bitch.”

“… … Is that him?”

Wasn’t that the one you took?

In my heart, I thought that if he was found, he would only be found after he died, but listening to what he said, it seems that he is alive.

I unconsciously turned my gaze to the cell phone Sai showed me. But what I see is a minus-in… … go? what is this shit

I felt an indescribable disgust when I saw the images on the screen of my phone. What is that?

A creepy, disgusting, unacceptable object that seemed to be made of a human body chopped up and put together was floating on top of Sai’s phone.

This crazy objet definitely had a minus face and body, but the lower body and arms were dismantled and placed around it like decorations. The intestines are hung like Christmas decorations.

While working as a police officer, I had seen all sorts of things, but I had never seen anything as terrible as this, and I was convinced in my heart that I would never see anything like this.

Or rather, that this kind of thing is alive? really?

“It was discovered at the site and is still alive today. He is unconscious and his chances of survival are extremely low, but the current doctors are doing their best to-”

While Sai continued his unpleasant explanation, a message arrived on his cell phone. I was looking at my cell phone together and saw the message.

The message on the screen is ’00 Hospital 16:47. It was a short news that he died of negative shock.

“-I tried to save him, but he said he died. I didn’t even get a testimony about who made it like this… … .”

Feeling regretful, Turo Sai raised his hand to cover his mouth. I could bet my entire fortune that if she lowered her raised hand, she’d be grinning, but I didn’t have the strength to lower her hand.

To be really shameless, he is at the level of the national representative.

I liked Sipal because they said they were serving bulgogi for the first time today as a hospital meal, but Sifal.

It’s so horrific that I’m sick of the images of the hateful objects drawn in my head. I couldn’t stand it and spat out what was the meat dumpling I was chewing in my mouth.

You fucking bitch. I don’t think I will be able to look at meat for the next week. Even if you try to eat meat dumplings, these unpleasant objects reflexively fill your head.

I covered my eyes and groaned in pain. Ask if it’s okay to show the patient something like this.

… … Wait a minute, is the thing I saw right now a kidney? I checked Xi’s phone again. Oh, it’s the liver, not the kidney.

I covered my eyes with my left hand again. It is such a horrific sight that it continues to leave a hazy afterimage in my mind.

… … Just a little while ago, maybe it was a fire

Man is a creature that dies of curiosity. After a 30-minute visit with Sai, I gained a new realization.

Let’s get well somehow quickly to catch up with the year between. No, let’s find a way to get better.

An elderly man in his mid-30s who escaped the intensive care unit… … No, don’t show me the uncle. I quietly made up my mind to myself.