Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 239 Undercurrents Everywhere (4.4K)

"What did you say?" Cui Dou Ri was a little confused, his brows furrowed, and he tried hard to piece together the information in his mind.

He strode into the small building assigned to him by Li You, which was the small building that used to be Jiangnan Industrial and was allocated to Cui Dou Ri as the base for his gray industry.

A group of people in black suits surrounded him, and they rushed into the small building.

There was little light coming through the lower floors of the small building, and the curtains were drawn in most of the rooms.

Cui Dou Ri and his subordinates did not take the elevator, but went upstairs via the stairs.

The subordinates beside him calmly recounted the news they had just received, and when they arrived at the door of the bright office, Cui Dou Ri waved his hand and told everyone else to do what they were supposed to do.

The door closed gently, blocking out all sounds from the outside world, leaving him alone sitting on the large sofa, his coat casually draped over the back of the chair, his arms crossed, and his legs leisurely raised.

After he heard what his men told him, there was some surprise in his eyes.

“Are you saying that this group of fugitives took the initiative to find the black market dealers in Seoul?” Choi Doo-il sat comfortably on the sofa, with quite the temperament of a big boss.

He lit a cigarette, and in the smoke, his eyes became surprised. He knew the complex network of the gray industry better than anyone else, and intersections with black market dealers were commonplace.

The Kinmen Group notified the underground forces in Seoul early on, asking them to report any suspicious individuals they saw.

It’s such a big fuss, but anyone with sense would know what to do.

"These bastards are good at fighting," Cui Douri said as he smoked a cigarette. "I still need to report this to my eldest brother. You guys go out first."

Compared to the miserable lives of these poor North Korean defectors, Li You was having dinner with Ding Qing and others that evening, celebrating Ding Qing's return, and his confidants were also present.

Mou Xianmin and Li Youmo were both present and sat on both sides of Li You. Ding Qing's wife and Li Zicheng's wife were also present, and of course there was also the child in Li Zicheng's wife's arms, who had just turned one month old a few days ago.

The atmosphere in the field was quite good. The three of them had known each other for quite some time, and none of them had any baggage or airs among themselves.

Since Li Zicheng escaped from the sea of ​​suffering and had a child, he has smiled more than a little bit, and the joy from the inside out is hard to conceal.

The table was filled with delicious food, and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue and laughter.

Li Youzheng was happily grilling food with Li Zicheng. Ding Qing, who was previously in charge of the grilling, had his grilling rights taken away from him. He was opening a beer in a huff, and the beer bottle was spraying foam wantonly.

Every time the foam splashed on Li Zicheng, Ding Qing would let out a strange laugh.

This is something that the powerful people cannot understand. In the minds of the big shots, dinner parties always involve the exchange of interests.

Li Zicheng's wife drank juice, and everyone else clinked their glasses together. Ding Qing, on the other hand, held his head high and drank with everyone, looking extremely heroic.

When facing Li You at the end, he was a little humble and offered a glass of wine, "I can't drink more than you, I really can't drink more than you, go find Zicheng."

Li You drank it with a smile and patted his shoulder like an elder brother.

"Is it not okay to refuse?"

"I can't refuse to accept it."

The atmosphere was already quite lively, not to mention that Ding Qing specifically picked some embarrassing stories about Li Zicheng to tell. Li Zicheng just smiled helplessly, "Do you want to listen to Ding Qing's story?"

“What’s my story?”

“We had a time when we were stabbing someone.”

As soon as Ding Qing heard the news, he knew what Li Zicheng was going to say. He waved his hand and said, "Don't say it. Everyone is here. Give big brother some face."

Li Zicheng raised the corner of his mouth and stared at him expressionlessly.

"I know, I know," Ding Qing spread his hands helplessly, "I won't talk about your affairs next time."

The interaction between the two caused everyone to laugh.

"The main thing is that you have to repeat Zicheng's story every time," Li You found it a little funny, "Zicheng finally found a way to punish you."

"Impressed."

Mou Xianmin looked at them with a smile. Li You’s external image is now perfect.

Although in the eyes of some people who know a little about him, he is still a person with a dark background, but in the eyes of ordinary people he is a very honorable and upright person.

Few people have ever seen such an ordinary person's posture.

"Okay," Li You tapped the grill with the skewer, "You can eat it."

At this moment, Li You's cell phone rang, and the caller ID showed it was Cui Douri.

Li You laughed and half-jokingly said, "Dou Ri was busy with business tonight and didn't come to the dinner. I guess he must be very worried now."

Ding Qing laughed twice, said nothing, and just pricked up his ears to listen to the phone.

Li You answered the call, his fingers gently stroking the phone, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Dou Ri."

Cui Douri was a little serious, and his voice came through the receiver, sounding particularly solemn, "President Nim, I have something to report to you."

Li You frowned slightly, nodded to everyone at the table, stood up and walked aside, "Explain clearly?"

"They are the group that the Seoul Metropolitan Police Department has been looking for recently," Choi Doo-il whispered, "They went to the black market to buy some guns."

Li You raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashing with sharpness, "Then what? What happened in detail?"

"They also inquired about us," Choi Doo-il said. "I suspect they might want to harm us."

Li You thought about it slowly, shook his head gently, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "They want to find a buyer for their things."

Compared to the original work, they wanted to sell the papermaking copperplate to the gangster boss in Seoul for a high price, but there is no such person in Seoul now, so it is not surprising that they turned to the Kinmen Group.

Cui Dou Ri understood that Li You had other plans, and chose to stay put after receiving Li You's instructions.

The black market is not a specific place, but a general term for underground trading markets. The buying and selling locations are still decided by the buyers and sellers themselves.

The gun reseller was very unlucky. Although he sold more than a dozen pistols, he had sales but did not receive any money.

When you enter the world of martial arts, you have no choice but to do what you want. This is not just talk, not to mention that this businessman is in the business of reselling firearms.

Trouble will always come.

Moreover, this bunch of damn North Korean defectors pretended to steal guns and left. I was followed by them when I went home. Now I am tied up in the basement and the whole house has been turned upside down.

Che Qicheng had a grim expression. He squatted in front of the businessman, holding his phone and pointing the screen at him. The cold light of the phone screen reflected on his sinister face, making him look particularly terrifying. "Who did you call?"

"Boss Cui Cui."

"Boss Choi?" Che Qicheng raised his eyebrows, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, "Don't Seoul have these anymore?"

"Recently," the businessman smiled stiffly, "I don't know what's going on with Chairman Li of the Kinmen Group. It seems like he wants to get his people... moving again."

Che Qicheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the businessman coldly, "Why did you call him?"

The businessman didn't dare to look him in the eye, lowered his head and stammered, "The underground forces in Seoul have all received the notice, and they will report you if they find you." "Kinmen Group." Che Qicheng snorted coldly, "You are quite aggressive."

"Brother," his brother ran over and frowned, "We didn't find it."

The subordinate handed the notebook to him. Che Qicheng took it and flipped through it quickly, his face becoming increasingly gloomy.

"We only found these hidden ledgers and documents, and we really didn't find anything else."

They had searched the house thoroughly, and their men talked about the things they had found, all of which were related to the skin-covering company, but there was no trace of the things that Che Qicheng valued the most.

"did not find?"

Che Qicheng turned to look at the businessman, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, "Where are the guns hidden?"

"Gun?" The businessman shuddered. "Seoul doesn't allow too many guns to be imported. The ones I sold to you are all my stock."

Che Qicheng pursed his lips and nodded, without saying anything else, "Got it."

With a "click", Che Qicheng broke the businessman's neck cleanly and efficiently.

"." The men were silent for a while, and one of them asked cautiously: "Brother, what should we do next, or should we follow the plan?"

Che Qicheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Let's rest here for now. Jinmen has much more equipment than us. We can't go up and fight them head-on at this time."

"Even if we come to do business with them, we may be robbed by them, so we have to be on our guard against them."

"Yes," the men responded in unison.

Since Li You's rise, he has always relied on the general trend, such as the World Cup New Town that developed the name of Kinmen real estate, or "The Crucible" that made Kinmen entertainment famous.

Many opponents do want to find his flaws, such as Han Jiangzhi and Chen Xingjun in the past. He is not without flaws, but exploiting these flaws can easily lead to other problems, which makes it difficult for these opponents to act rashly. They can only play some minor tricks, which cannot cause any serious damage but are always annoying.

For example, the crackdown on Incheon Maritime Trade some time ago was a typical attempt to disgust Li You and Ding Qing.

Now another disgusting thing is about to happen.

The current police chief was not idle tonight either, but drove to the villa of the current Minister of Justice.

"Minister Jin," the director bowed his head at the door, "I'm here to report the current situation to you."

After the secretary went in to report, Minister Jin let him in. He looked at him in silence for a few seconds before he sighed and said, "Tell me, what progress have we made in our plan?"

Minister Kim and the Chief of Police planned something that would cause a stir for the prosecution.

They tried to reduce the power of the prosecution and curb the power of prosecutors a little bit.

The status of prosecutors in South Korea is too transcendent. The biggest reason for this is the word "independence". It is not only horizontally independent from other officials, but also applies to the relationship between superiors and subordinates.

In terms of superiors, the Procuratorate is nominally under the Ministry of Justice, also known as the Ministry of Justice, but even the Minister of Justice cannot interfere with the prosecutors' handling of cases.

During the investigation of a case, the prosecutor himself is the highest official and has full independence and freedom.

As for the police, the system of prosecutor-guided investigation is implemented. When it comes to specific cases, the police cannot handle the case independently. All cases must be reviewed by the prosecutor, who decides what evidence to use and how to collect the evidence.

All previous police chiefs are naturally depressed or frustrated. After all, they have to listen to the prosecutors when handling cases, while the prosecutors are always powerful and heroic. This is the difference in holding power.

They all want to make the situation better, and the current Seoul Police Chief is no exception.

So he found his current superior and reached a cooperation with Minister Jin.

As for why Minister Jin wants to cooperate, there is a reason.

At that time, Han Jiangzhi had some evidence of Minister Jin's crimes, which made him frightened for a few days, so he made up his mind at that time to cancel the prosecutor's privileges at least on this point.

After obtaining permission from the current president, they decided to take advantage of this incident to increase police power and at the same time take action against prosecutors' hesitation to prosecute.

The right to hesitate to prosecute means that the prosecutor has the power to not bring a prosecution or to delay the prosecution when there is suspicion and litigation conditions.

In the past, Han Jiangzhi was a master at exploiting this system. He hid many criminal cases of high-ranking officials, celebrities, and chaebols, waiting to use them at important moments of political changes and social events. At the same time, he could arrest and release criminals in the midst of laughter and conversation.

Now Park Tae-soo's mutual aid group is beginning to get out of control, and he doesn't want Park Tae-soo or any other prosecutor to become the next Han Jiangzhi.

When Minister Jin asked him to report the current situation, the police chief smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that the Kinmen Group is not willing to fully cooperate with us in the search for the criminals."

"This case was proposed by the Ministry of Public Security in the north, and I pushed for it to be fully handled by the police department," Minister Jin said with a gloomy face. "If the work is done well, it will prove that the police are also capable of making achievements. With the support from above, we have a chance."

"There's a chance." The police chief knew that the hope was slim, but just for a chance, he wanted to give it a try.

He was fed up with it. An ordinary prosecutor in the prosecution system could still act very arrogant when meeting him.

"The Kinmen Group is unlikely to help with all their strength," Minister Jin said calmly. "They are just a bunch of former street thugs. We asked them to help only because they were more informed."

Minister Jin narrowed his eyes. "I heard that he is very close to the Seoul Southern District Prosecutors Office?"

The police chief was startled, then nodded, "Yes."

He saw Minister Jin smiled slightly, "It just so happens that someone recently contacted me and wanted to deal with this Li You, so I might as well take advantage of this incident to do something."

When it comes to matters like this, the Police Chief can only remain silent.

"But you don't have to worry about these things now," Minister Jin shook his head, "just focus on catching the fugitives. You don't need to worry about these things."

The police chief felt inexplicably sad. Even if he got rid of the control of the prosecutors, the weakness of the police had long been engraved in the minds of everyone in the Republic of Korea.

"Do your job well. Everything depends on human effort." Minister Jin said calmly, "You won't be a police officer forever."

The police chief returned home without turning on the lights.

He sat leaning against the window, throwing the cell phone in his hand up and catching it over and over again.

The neon lights outside the window flickered, and the night lights flickered on his face, reflecting his changeable face.

Originally, this was a good opportunity to connect with the Kinmen Group, but even with such a good opportunity, the Police Chief was still hesitating.

After all, the Kinmen Group seems to have been targeted by some big guys. Although the Kinmen Group is now also considered a big guy, he feels that the two are not rivals that can match each other.

The Police Chief thought of the Kinmen Group’s business.

Now he is in the real estate business and has various trade relationships. He also has a number of nightclub businesses that provide cash flow, as well as security companies that are responsible for the use of force.

But what the police chief wanted to do would probably make Li You send him to the procuratorate without hesitation.

For him, he didn't want to take the risk.

In the end, he did not make the call, but quietly put away his phone.

After putting away his phone, the police chief breathed a sigh of relief and figured out some details.

He had subconsciously underestimated Li You before, forgetting that Li You could completely not talk to him about anything.

(End of this chapter)