I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 124 Invitation

The air in the room seemed to be frozen.

Jiang Hanwen took the white envelope from the other person's hand.

The paper was very hard, and on it was neatly written a line of words in Chinese characters: "To the respected Chinese director and police prophet Mr. Jiang Hanwen" (a poor policeman trapped in a nightmare)
"Director Jiang, don't you want to open it and take a look?"

Park Eui-jun was a little surprised that the other party took the envelope and put it directly into his pocket.

According to common sense, even if it is just to satisfy curiosity, you would open it and take a look.

"Boss Park, I'll keep the letter for now. Once the case is solved, we'll take it out and read it with Director Ha."

Jiang Hanwen smiled slightly.

It’s not that he doesn’t respect Director He, whom he has yet to meet.

Although he himself has a bad impression of South Korea.

But Jiang Hanwen respects these two policemen.

Both of them hold the same belief and try their best to gain the greatest power.

The last thing he wanted was to find the murderer.

The prosperity above them did not blind their eyes, which Jiang Hanwen found difficult to do.

"We Chinese have an old saying, 'You should be envious of others as you go forward, and never go against your original intention.' It is the most appropriate saying to describe the two of you. I admire you for being able to keep a case in mind for 20 years."

Jiang Hanwen stretched out his hand and nodded slightly.

"I've done this favor. As for the 500 million yuan investment, please take it back, Mr. Park. I, Jiang Hanwen, help my friends and I don't charge any money."

Park Eui-jun was stunned after hearing this, scratched his shaved head, and gave a complicated and silly smile.

"Jiang, Director Jiang, are we friends? Haha."

"Director Jiang is a very kind person. Park Yijun is very happy to have Director Jiang as his friend."

Park Eui-jun held Kang Han-moon's hand.

This guy's hands are as big as a palm-leaf fan, and each of his fingers is as thick and strong as steel bars.

Not to mention those arms, they are enough to kill any bodybuilder in seconds.

Among all the strong men Jiang Hanwen had seen, only Old Zhao from Chuncheng could compete with him.

He finally understood how this guy had been able to work his way up from a small boss doing dirty work at the bottom of a large company to the president of Samsung Greater China. In addition to his shrewd mind honed as a policeman, his muscles must have played a big role.

Park Eui-jun held Kang Han-wen's hand and slapped the suitcase containing the money with his other hand.

"Brother Jiang! You must take the money! Once this is done! For your movie, I guarantee that all the theaters under Samsung, as long as Samsung's power radiates to a place, all the resources will be in place."

Park Eui-jun is patting his chest with confidence.

He is not just making empty promises. Samsung is a giant company with full business scope. Promoting a movie with the power of a big company is like adding a rocket engine to a howitzer. The power is enormous.

"Then don't worry, Brother Park. Your investment will count as a share of the company's shares, and we'll share the box office revenue in proportion."

Jiang Hanwen has never been vague about money matters.

Even brothers should settle accounts clearly, let alone friends who have just met by chance.

This is the world of adults, not a fairy tale. The first thing adults do when interacting with each other is to divide interests.

Since the other party has already said that they will help the movie get released in theaters, it means they have shown great sincerity. It would be a shame if Jiang Hanwen didn't say anything.

Then it will be easy for problems to arise in subsequent cooperation.

After all, he is the regional president of a large company.

Park Yijun is not a pretentious person. It would be awkward to say more after having said this.

"Well, Director Jiang, give me a date and I'll arrange for the crew to go to Seoul. I'll prepare everything there in advance and look forward to your visit, Brother Jiang."

After the man finished speaking, he turned and was about to leave.

"Mr. Park, wait a moment, I have something to ask you."

Jiang Hanwen glanced at the date on his phone and seemed to have thought of something.

"Brother Jiang, just speak frankly."

"This case has been going on until now."

Jiang Hanwen calculated,
"It has been twenty-six years since the crime occurred. The statute of limitations in your country is fifteen years, which means that the criminal can no longer be punished legally." Jiang Hanwen's question was very direct.

It is possible to arrest the murderer, but the problem now is that the case has long passed the prosecution period, so how can we catch the murderer?

What should we do? What if we catch the murderer but the court cannot make a judgment?

Wouldn't that be the biggest tragedy?

What is more cruel than not catching the murderer is catching the murderer but having to watch him go unpunished. This is absolutely unacceptable.

"Brother Jiang."

Park Yijun chuckled and reached out to adjust the tie around his neck.

At this moment, the blue dragon tattoo on his chest was inadvertently revealed.

Including his forearms, which are also covered with tattoos.

"Brother Jiang, it's good that you understand the laws of our country."

The man paused.

"But you don't know that the countries you and I live in are fundamentally different."

"Just like modern Neon is developed, but the political logic and social class are still the same as the Edo Shogunate period, so it is completely possible to say that it is a continuation of the Shogunate era."

"Compared to Japan, isn't our country also a continuation of the Joseon Dynasty? What do you think, a high-ranking chaebol official plus a high-ranking police officer can do to deal with a powerless murderer?"

Park Yijun's small eyes were full of contempt as he spoke word by word.

“Do you need laws?”

As soon as these words came out, the temperament of the man in the suit suddenly changed.

From a polite businessman, he turned into a thug who preyed on anyone he chose.

The cruelty and brutality revealed by the corners of his mouth was no less than that of any top gangster boss.

Jiang Hanwen had no doubt that this new friend was responsible for more than two dozen deaths.

If you don't kill a dozen or twenty people, you won't develop such a murderous aura.

This can also be considered as telepathy between colleagues.

Seeing that Jiang Hanwen was not moved at all, he looked at him with interest.

Park Yijun was a little surprised.

But in just a second, he skillfully adjusted his facial expression.

"Brother Jiang, you are a hero!"

Park Eui-jun gave a thumbs up.

If the conversation just now made Park Eui-jun feel that Jiang Hanwen was just a young man with some abilities.

After he had displayed his murderous intent just now, the other party's performance completely conquered this bold, careful and ruthless president of a large company.

This is the mutual respect between the strong.

Although he couldn't figure it out, a director, actor, and special consultant to the Chinese police.

Why would there be such a strange behavior? To have such an expression in front of a person full of murderous intent can only mean that the other person is most likely a ruthless person with a lot of enemies.

The information I received was correct. This Brother Jiang was no simple character.

It is indeed the Celestial Empire, they dare to employ anyone, so generous.

To deal with a vicious criminal, you have to find someone even more vicious.

It is understandable if you think about it this way.

Jiang Hanwen had no idea that it would only take a few seconds.

Park Eui-jun, a big-headed black girl, can brainstorm so much.

He was simply curious about the other person's tattoo.

Blue dragon on the left, white tiger on the right
Mr. Park's status in the society is much higher than his status in Samsung.

(End of this chapter)