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

Chapter 134 Power
What is power?

Power has three colors, black, white, and gray.

Generally speaking, white is the most common, followed by gray, and black is the least common.

However, the Great Cold Netherworld Kingdom is not included in this "general situation".

This is a picture with America looming over it.

The middle is ruled by tycoons and politicians.

The bottom layer is full of all kinds of weird xj, and it is a cyber society where gangs are rampant.

Of course, the emperor generally does not participate in the country's middle and lower-level governance. The vast majority of citizens belong to a complex monster mixed with chaebols, politicians, gangsters and gangsters.

tonight
The two strongest tentacles in the middle of this monster moved at the same time.

The police from the National Police Department and the Qinglong Society gangsters actually formed a convoy.

Hundreds of people and dozens of cars set out from the Seoul Police Station in a mighty procession.

The bustling Myeongdong shopping street was led by police.

The Qinglong Gang is responsible for leading the way to Jiulong Village, which is just across the street from the Jiangnan District where the top wealthy people live.

The most powerful violent organization in this country has the same mission tonight.

Find two socially invisible people who have no work or social security records for more than 20 years.

There is a famous theory of six degrees of separation, which says that the number of people between you and any stranger will not exceed six.

But these two people do not conform to this theory at all. They have no jobs and have been out of mainstream society for decades. They probably make a living by scavenging and have no social connections.

Almost non-existent.

No matter if it is a grassroots police officer in the police station who is responsible for finding someone or a gang member.

No one knows what's going on above. The police officers and gang members dispatched this time are all fully armed with live ammunition.

If such a lineup was to march to Luoyang to attack the presidential palace and purge the court, they could still understand it.

But why go to such great lengths to find two parasites? Is it really that necessary?

However, no one dared to ask such a question. Everyone was an elite and smart person, and no one wanted to drink the water from the Han River.

Jiulong Village, the largest shantytown in Seoul, the capital of the Han country, is full of dilapidated houses, broken roofs and messy streets.

But across the street in Kowloon Village, the scene was quite different.

Because this is the largest wealthy area in Gangnam District in Seoul, the country of Korea, it not only has a large number of villas, but also has a complete range of high-end leisure facilities. It can be called the number one residence for the richest people in Seoul.

Compared with the skyscrapers in Gangnam District, Seoul, Jiulong Village is like hell. Just one street away, they are two different worlds. Money and wealth, at this moment, obviously play a dominant role.

The deepest part of the slums.

In a shack that was leaking air on all sides, the iron roof was rustling in the cold wind.

A gray-haired man was twisting sheets into ropes and hanging them from the steel bars on the roof.

There was no electricity in the house, nothing at all. It was completely bare except for a broken bed picked up from the garbage dump.

There is no electricity and naturally no lights, so it is very dark.

For the poor people living in shacks, what they hate most is this kind of dark and windy weather.

In this case, hanging the rope on the beam becomes a technical job.

The man tried many times but failed.

"Damn it! You won't even let me die? Why isn't there even a moon?!"

The man was so angry that he kicked his only door and broke it.

This kick doesn't matter.

The dazzling light hit the man's dirty face, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.

"Zhao Bingshun?"

The man spoke in a low voice, put on his gloves and walked up to the man.

Pulling open his eyelids, the two men in suits next to him took a look at the mobile phone in their hands.

He glanced again at the man whose eyebrows and beard were almost growing together.

Shaking his head in confusion.

"Shit, someone, come and help him clean up!"

The person who spoke kicked the man in the stomach.

He ignored the man's howling on the ground, asked his men to bring a basin of water, and started to clean the man with a razor.

After a few minutes, I could finally get a rough idea of ​​the man's appearance.

The leader squatted down and looked carefully for a long time before calling his men to take the man away. From beginning to end, the man named Zhao Bingshun did not resist at all.

He let the man drive him into the car like an animal.

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Jiang Hanwen, Lao Pu and Lao Ha are currently visiting Yeongdeungpo Prison in Seoul.

Visiting a prison late at night is truly a hellish operation.

Lao He originally didn't want to bring Jiang Hanwen here, after all, prison is not a good place.

A distinguished guest like Jiang Hanwen should also visit historical sites such as Gwanghwamun and Gyeongbokgung Palace.

It was not until Jiang Hanwen said that he wanted to investigate the situation in the Han Country Prison that Lao He thought of the fact that the other party was an insider of the Chinese police and had even worked in the Ministry of Public Security. It was normal for him to have such thoughts, so he agreed.

For this purpose, the prison specially sent a beautiful female prison guard to serve as a tour guide.

Guide the three people on the tour.

Yeongdeungpo Prison in Seoul holds more than 900 prisoners.

Entering the building where the prisoners live through the main gate, the 1.5-meter-wide corridor is freezing cold, but when you open the rooms where the prisoners wash and sleep, you immediately feel warm as if you're back home.

Two to four prisoners share a 2 square meter room, with clothes neatly hung on hangers and a 4-inch TV in the room.

"The floor is hot to the touch. The rooms where ordinary prisoners live use city gas to maintain a temperature of more than 16 degrees, while the patient's room is equipped with an electric heating pad, so the temperature is even higher than this."

The female prison guard gave a vivid explanation in an empty cell.

"As for the diet, the dishes are pollack soup, mixed bean sprouts, boiled eggs and radish strips."

"The rice is a mixture of rice and barley in a ratio of 9 to 1. Each meal is prepared by 26 prisoners, and a food supply management committee is held once a month, where the prison nutritionist and a university professor of food nutrition jointly decide the menu. Each meal has at least 4 dishes, and meat dishes are provided more than 3 times a week."

Jiang Hanwen listened very carefully along the way.

Lao Park and Lao He followed behind, not in a hurry. Park Heung-kyu's information had not been found yet. After all, only half a day had passed. Lao He was well aware of the efficiency of his country's civil servants.

In comparison, he felt that the Qinglong Society and the police would be able to find the two illegal residents faster.

"Om~~"

Lao Pu and Lao He’s phones rang at the same time.

The two took out their cell phones and checked the messages, with excitement that was difficult to conceal on their faces.

"Brother Jiang, we have found those two bastards. Should we go first?"

Lao Pu's face looked somewhat grim.

He never intended for those two bastards to receive a fair trial.

Given the nature of the prosecutors and the court, this will surely be a protracted trial.

In the end, the murderer was not sentenced to death.
Should they be sent to this prison with a "good" environment to enjoy themselves?
joke.

The Qinglong Society has plenty of ways to make people disappear.

The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, each of which can make those two bastards enjoy death.
Make them pay for all the sins they have committed.

"no need."

Jiang Hanwen shook his head.
"Lao Pu, bring the person here."

"Bring it here?"

Lao Pu frowned.

"Advisor Jiang, we haven't found all the people yet, and there's still Park Xinggui. Why don't we go check on those two bastards first?"

"Indeed, Consultant Jiang, let's go take a look first."

Lao He also agreed.

He was not worried about the murderer having a good life in prison, because he was well aware of Lao Pu's intention to use lynching.

It feels good, but it’s not advisable.

This case has become a hot movie now.

Countless eyes across the country are watching.

No matter how powerful you are, Old Pu, do you dare to lynch a prisoner?

Not to mention the Qinglong Society, even if the Samsung Group and the National Police Agency were tied together, they would not be able to withstand the impact of public opinion.

The prosecutors will be so happy.

Jiang Hanwen looked towards the passage leading to the prison.

His eyes were determined.

“Park Heung-gyu is right here.”

(End of this chapter)