Unqualified Hunter of City Hunter

At the 2011 Korean Prosecutorial System Annual Commendation Conference, Kim Ming-joo's face could not show the joy of being a person who is about to win an award at all.On his face, there were still traces of the punch that Li Yuncheng punched him a while ago.

Regarding Kim Myung-joo's depression, the boss who arrived at the venue, Jung Woo-hyun, slapped him on the shoulder as a reminder, asking him to at least maintain his facial expression.

Jin Mingzhu was really shocked when he saw his father, who should not have appeared at the venue, sit beside him.He clearly remembered that he crossed his father off the invitation list!

"Abuji, why are you here?" Jin Mingzhu asked in surprise.

"Didn't you invite me here?" Kim Jong-sik replied with satisfaction.In his view, this is a way for his son to reconcile father and son: "Congratulations."

Who would invite Kim Jong-sik, who has nothing to do with the prosecution system, to the venue, and why?Jin Ming stood up abruptly, he immediately thought of City Hunter: "Investigator Zhang Bicai."

Zhang Bicai, who was chatting happily with the beautiful woman, straightened his face out of habit, and walked quickly to Jin Mingzhu's side.

"City Hunter is going to commit crimes here." Jin Mingzhu affirmed: "You should immediately search around the auditorium, especially the broadcasting room."

"Yes." Zhang Bicai took the order to act.

This matter is too important, and Jin Mingzhu must report to his superior: "Minister, I feel that City Hunter will come. Please block the entrance immediately..."

Hearing this, Zheng Yuxian interrupted him dissatisfiedly: "Prosecutor Kim, I have already told you to stop meddling in the City Hunter case. There are hundreds of prosecutors here, and he will come only if he is crazy." This is from a snare. The award ceremony is about to begin, go back to your seat and take a seat."

Jin Mingzhu sat back on his seat helplessly. Seeing his father who still didn't feel the danger coming, Jin Mingzhu could only secretly put a small tape recorder in his pocket.In case his father was hijacked by city hunters, he could get some useful clues from the recording afterwards.

"Next, we ask Prosecutor Jin Mingzhu to give his acceptance speech." After Jin Mingzhu received the award, the master of ceremonies asked the winner to give a speech according to the usual practice.

Kim Jong-sik in the front row showed a proud smile for his son.

But at this time, Jin Mingzhu didn't feel anything about this smile. He knew that the city hunter was in this auditorium.Before giving his testimonial speech, Jin Mingzhu searched the auditorium below again from the podium, making a final effort to find out the suspect who might be City Hunter, but unfortunately, he failed in the end.

"I am the award winner, Kim Ming-joo. Prosecutor, in my heart..." Looking at Kim Jong-sik in the audience, Kim Ming-joo could hardly continue. For his proud father, an idol-like father, now he has become Being a slave to power, he felt ashamed.

"...as upright as a bamboo, a person who strives for justice, truth, human rights, incorruptibility, and fairness." These were the words of encouragement his father gave him when he graduated from law school and was preparing to be a prosecutor .Seeing the smiling face of his father in this seat, Jin Mingzhu only felt helpless, angry, and worried, and a variety of complex emotions impacted his brain, "Without these, we can only become empty nouns in textbooks..."

Suddenly the curtain on the stage rose automatically, revealing the big screen.Everyone looked at the big screen in confusion.Jin Mingzhu didn't look back because he felt something. What should have happened happened after all, and he couldn't stop it after all.Suddenly, Jin Mingzhu felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"When I knew that Abuji paid off witnesses and changed from a perpetrator to a victim, how painful it was for me. But if that is the only stain in Abuji's life, even though I am your son, for the sake of the victim family, I wanted to atone for you." Jin Mingzhu's voice came from the video.

"Who would believe it? I'm dead, I've become a vegetative person, and I'm already at the end of my life anyway, so what if I'm punished for me? Do you think the value of life is the same? I'm different from them. I dedicate my whole life to If there is no me, do you think South Korea will have the education it has now? Retribution, complaints, surrender, don't talk to me! The traffic accident 10 years ago, I have long forgotten, it was just a little unlucky that day It's just, a little unlucky."

Kim Jong-sik's words caused the prosecutors in the audience to whisper.

"For a case caused by a traffic accident, the appeal period is five years, right?"

"Even if it's not a hit-and-run, it's manslaughter, and the appeal deadline has passed."

"You can't judge anything by buying witnesses."

"When did Prosecutor Jin Mingzhu know about this?"

……

Kim Jong-sik stood up angrily.He glared at Jin Mingzhu, at first he thought it was his son who really wanted to do business, or wanted to embarrass him, but seeing Jin Mingzhu's equally helpless and embarrassed eyes, he believed that this matter had nothing to do with his son.But now he can't say anything, and he can't say anything. The only thing he can do is to exit, and he can't exit without weakening his momentum.

Jin Zhongzhi's aura suddenly overwhelmed the entire venue in silence.

The darkened screen flickered, and another video appeared: "Even if there is a time limit for appeals for manslaughter, as far as I know, the time limit for appeals for premeditated murder has been abolished."

Hearing this familiar female voice, Jin Zhongzhi stopped and turned around, his face pale.

Jin Mingzhu also turned around to look at the big screen in surprise. Is what he was going to say next about what he guessed related to his sister's death?

All the prosecutors working in the Seoul Prosecutor's Office recognized the woman in the video as their colleague, Dr. Kim Ya-ha from the Information Team.Because the shooting at the gate of the procuratorate had too much impact.And seeing Jin Yaxia in the video, they couldn't help guessing, could it be that Jin Zhongzhi was behind the shooting a few days ago?

"Who the hell are you?" Jin Zhongzhi growled in the video.

"The avenger from hell, I was guided by God." Jin Yaxia shook the small tape recorder between her fingers: "27 years ago, you ordered the doctor to send your daughter who was suspected of dementia to the incinerator. I even bought a plane ticket to go to a funeral home in the United States. Should I praise you for your good intentions?"

But at this time, the discussion in the auditorium could no longer be suppressed.As a country deeply educated by Confucianism, killing sons and daughters is absolutely appalling, and it happened to the former Minister of Education of the Republic of Korea who received higher education, which is unimaginable.

"Could this be the reason why Dr. Jin Yaxia was shot?"

"If the tapes in Dr. King's hands can't incriminate him, what is he afraid of?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. If you want to blackmail me with just one tape, I'll call the police. I've seen a lot of people like you." Kim Jong-sik in the video is calm.

"If you don't remember the police number, I can help." Jin Yaxia said casually: "By the way, I can also bring out other evidence. Of course it is a copy, and it was originally in the United States. Because the incident happened in the United States, you will He was extradited to the United States for trial. I don’t know what the domestic newspaper headlines will say..."

"Other evidence?" Jin Zhongzhi's eyebrows in the video twitched violently.

"For example, Father Lachaise's confession. Is it in the package he sent you before he passed away? I can give you a copy. But then again, when he was in a car accident, you were in a meeting in the United States. The timing is really coincidental Ah. He is the executor after you gave the order, and you will definitely kill people after you know it is done, so you have remained anonymous until now, unfortunately..." Jin Yaxia's words were deliberately misleading.

Obviously, Jin Yaxia succeeded, and everyone in the auditorium subconsciously believed that the car accident of the priest was also caused by Jin Zhongzhi, and he had a motive for killing.

"You bullshit!"

"not me!"

Kim Jong-sik, both inside and outside the video, spoke at the same time.Too bad no one believed him.

Jin Mingzhu could no longer stand firm, and the podium bore all his weight.He couldn't face it, couldn't accept that his father was actually the murderer of his sister.

"How much do you want?" Jin Zhongzhi softened in the video.

"You think I'm here to ask for money?" Jin Yaxia asked.

"Isn't it?" Jin Zhongzhi had an expression on his face that I've seen a lot of people like you, "Otherwise you just need to hand over the evidence to the police, why bother so much."

Obviously, the prosecutors in the auditorium also agreed with Kim Jong-sik's judgment.

"I just said that God guided me back from hell, and my mission is naturally to take you to hell with me."

After saying this, the screen flickered again and then went dark.