Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 368: Busan Assembly

The Zhao Group headquarters, this huge steel and concrete structure is unusually quiet at the moment.

Police vehicles and media broadcast vehicles filled the surrounding space. Flash lights and microphones constantly surrounded the cordon, and every police officer or relevant personnel who entered and left would be questioned.

The detectives at the scene of Zhao Taiyu's death had solemn expressions on their faces, their eyes moving in and out of the entrance of the building.

Inside the building, the lights seemed exceptionally bright, and the corridors were silent except for the echo of footsteps on the ground.

The police shuttled between the offices on the top floor, carefully checking for possible clues.

In the president's office on the top floor, several criminal police were working with prosecutors to search for evidence.

Compared with the serious-looking criminal police, the prosecutor in charge of investigating the case was actually a bit perfunctory, and his behavior seemed a bit careless.

The people next to them sometimes lowered their heads to take notes, and sometimes whispered to each other.

The prosecutor stood aside, occasionally exchanging a few words with the criminal police, but from his indifferent eyes, it was not difficult to see that he was not very enthusiastic about this search.

This is just a routine matter and they have no say on the truth.

The blood and brain matter on the ground had not been cleaned up yet, and the body was still lying coldly on the ground.

Outside the building, the media noise was in stark contrast to the police's silence.

They have been busy tonight. There is big news over there and big news here too.

Reporters were eager to get first-hand information from the police, but all they got was official perfunctory response and evasion.

"Prosecutor Song," the criminal police officer next to the prosecutor said, "The deceased Zhao Rongbing was obviously shot to death. Moreover, such a tragic scene with such a powerful gun is something we really need to pay attention to."

Prosecutor Song glanced at him and asked, "Xu Daozhexi is teaching me how to investigate a case?"

Xu Daozhe was stunned for a moment, frowned and shook his head, "I didn't mean that, it's just..."

Prosecutor Song was obviously annoyed with Xu Daozhe. He shouted angrily, "Captain Wu, control the criminal police under your command."

Xu Daozhe's team leader hurried over, smiled at Prosecutor Song, and took Xu Daozhe away.

"Captain," Xu Daozhe said, somewhat confused, "I am investigating seriously!"

"Keep your voice down," Captain Wu stood beside him and nudged him with his elbow, "Who told you to talk so much?"

"No." Xu Daozhe was not convinced and wanted to raise his finger to point at Zhao Rongbing's body.

Captain Wu quickly suppressed his anger and said, "You don't understand. The prosecutors are all having a headache right now. There are just too many things to deal with."

He whispered to Xu Daozhe, his promising junior, "You should know that there is another big event in Busan tonight?"

Xu Daozhe was stunned for a moment, then thought about it carefully and nodded, "The chairman of the Kinmen Group was assassinated?"

It is no exaggeration to say that the entire Busan police force was alarmed.

"It's not that simple over there," Captain Wu sighed, "It is said that a lot of heavy firepower was used, and there were heavy casualties. Nearly thirty people from Kinmen Security were killed."

"Hiss!" Even someone as carefree as Xu Daozhe was shocked. "Is it so exaggerated? Can such a thing happen in the Republic of Korea?"

“You think,” Captain Wu touched his oiled hair, “otherwise this is a big deal, why is there only an ordinary prosecutor here?”

"There is no one in the Zhao Group who can put pressure on the bigwigs in Busan now. Zhao Rongbing and Zhao Taiwu are both dead."

"But Chairman Li is not dead. His anger is much greater than that of the Zhao Group."

"Then we must investigate the case here seriously." Xu Daozhe also understood these prosecutors. The pressure they were under was probably greater than that of the police.

After all, prosecutors are the most important part of the judicial system, and Li You will not put pressure on the police who have no power.

But this should not be a reason to conduct a perfunctory investigation.

"That's all I have to say to you," Captain Wu glared at him, "Just be honest and do whatever Prosecutor Song says. Don't interrupt me anymore."

Xu Daozhe finally nodded silently.

After returning to Prosecutor Song, Xu Daozhe didn't say anything more. He just followed Prosecutor Song quietly and watched him issue various orders.

Protect the scene, perform autopsy, determine the cause of death, and clean up the scene.

Xu Daozhe always felt that although Prosecutor Song was following the procedures step by step, he was deliberately covering up something.

As for the cause of death, it only recorded that he was shot in the head, and the tragic scene was glossed over.

Being shot in the head was indeed the cause of Zhao Rongbing's death, but Zhao Rongbing was not just shot in the head in an ordinary way, his entire head exploded.

"Handle the scene," Prosecutor Song waved his hands, not caring about Xu Daozhe's expression at all, and asked according to the procedure, "Does Zhao Rongbing have any relatives?"

"He has a son, Zhao Taiwu," said the investigator next to him, "but he is no longer able to be present to provide us with clues."

Everyone knew the reason for not being able to attend. After all, the next murder scene was just downstairs. Because the cause of death was obvious, Zhao Taiyu's body had been taken away.

Prosecutor Song was just asking according to the procedure. After all, you can't ask a dead person to do more.

After hastily finishing the investigation in the president's office, Prosecutor Song breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Zhao Rongbing's body being dragged out.

He strode outside and was busy dealing with Zhao Taiyu's matters downstairs.

"Prosecutor Song," Captain Wu approached him as he walked towards the elevator, "What are the results of the investigation?"

"Shooting case," Prosecutor Song glanced at him, "What do you want to say?"

"That's what Detective Xu mentioned just now." Captain Wu said with a smile, "Prosecutor Song, don't mind it."

He was apologizing for the offense Xu Daozhe had just caused.

"It's okay." Prosecutor Song didn't have time to say more to him. He just reminded him slightly, "You will be busy soon."

"This case is not the focus of Busan right now."

He glanced at the lit screen of his mobile phone, quickly pressed the elevator button and walked in, while pushing Captain Wu out.

Captain Wu watched him answer the phone, knowing that it was inconvenient for him to hear it, so he tactfully walked outside and watched the elevator door close.

"All the chiefs," Prosecutor Song answered the phone with a smile. The person calling from the other end was Jeon Jae-jun.

"Prosecutor Song, how is the case of the Zhao Group father and son going?"

"We have dealt with Zhao Rongbing according to the president's instructions," Prosecutor Song smiled and added, "We are going outside to deal with Zhao Taiyu now."

He hesitated for a moment, "I don't know how I should express it to the media."

"Speak normally," Quan Zaijun relayed Li You's instructions, "Just say what you need to say, just do it normally."

Jeon Jae-jun paused, "You can also do some additional depiction."

"I understand," Prosecutor Song understood.

Jeon Jae-joon hung up the phone, walked quickly to Li You's door, knocked on the door, and went in only after getting a response.

Li Youzheng was sitting at the dining table eating the steak that was delivered to him. The chef was woken up in the middle of the night to make it, and it tasted pretty good. "Chairman," Quan Zaijun lowered his head, "I have already relayed your instructions to Prosecutor Song."

“I also told him about the media.”

Li You nodded. Prosecutor Song was one of the two prosecutors who visited him a few days ago. Both were recommended to Li You by Zhao Taixie.

"What should we do next?"

Li You smiled and said, "Go back to sleep."

Quan Zaijun was stunned.

"The storm is coming," Li You said leisurely, "You will have a lot of work to do, so have a good night's rest."

The morning light is just breaking, and the hazy sky is tinged with gray.

The huge convoy rushed into Busan.

Black cars and vans were intertwined. Because they were traveling at night, many of the cars had their headlights on and were still on.

The convoy's movement was not very orderly, but it carried a sense of oppression that could not be ignored as it moved slowly through the streets of Busan.

Many pedestrians on both sides of the street stopped and their eyes were attracted.

The mere arrival of the convoy has disrupted the daily rhythm of Busan.

The sound of the convoy's tires pressing on the asphalt road struck the hearts of those people in Busan who had ulterior motives.

One after another, vans and black cars drove up to the luxuriously decorated hotel.

The car door was roughly opened, and groups of men with cold and stern expressions filed out one after another, turning the quiet morning into a tense one.

After getting off the bus, they all stood straight, with their eyes wide open, their lips tightly pursed, and they stood there quietly.

If it was just one person standing there, it might be a bit conspicuous, but when there were two or three hundred people and dozens of cars filling up the outside of the hotel, it only revealed a chilling murderous aura.

Standing at the front was Cui Douri, a man with broad shoulders, strong body and fierce face. He had a cold look in his eyes and did not say a word. He just stood there in an orderly manner with his men, staring at the transparent revolving door of the hotel. He could see the trembling hotel employees in the lobby inside.

The hotel door was open, but no one came out.

After receiving Li You's order, Cui Dou Ri immediately counted the number of people. The entire Gyeonggi Province wanted to contribute, and Cui Dou Ri only asked the bosses of each city to select the most ferocious ones.

If you want to survive on the streets of Gyeonggi Province today, no one will make things difficult for you as long as you report that you are related to the Kinmen Group.

I prepared all night and rushed here, arriving in Busan just this morning.

Jeon Jae-joon, wearing a suit, walked out of the hotel in a hurry. After entering the outside, he hugged Choi Doo-il first.

"Brother Dou Ri."

“Jaejun,” Choi Doo-il frowned, “What does the president need us to do?”

He didn't need to ask Li You if he was okay. Cui Dou Ri had absolute respect for Li You and believed that Li You would not have any problems. He just needed to follow orders.

Quan Jae-joon looked at the men outside, each of them was a street thug.

He nodded with satisfaction, his eyes emitting a cold light, and told Choi Doo-il, "The chairman asked us to ruthlessly clean up the streets of Busan."

Zhang Daozhi and Song Rina have made good progress and are doing a good job, but it is still too slow. Moreover, there are many territories that they cannot intervene in because they have people supporting them more or less.

But Quan Jae-jun and Choi Doo-il are not afraid and will soften their bones no matter how tough they are.

Li You has already torn his face with the faction in Busan that disobeys him, so there is no need to do anything gradual.

Cui Douri nodded heavily.

"The president wants to see you first," Jeon Jae-joon said, then turned around and took Choi Doo-il back to the hotel.

The tense nerves of the men outside relaxed slightly, but they also knew that such a big fight could not be so peaceful, and they were sure to stir up bloodshed in every corner of this city.

"President," Choi Doo-il walked into Li You's room. Li You, who was wearing pajamas, was eating slowly.

“Here we go,” Lee Yoo glanced at Choi Doo-il, “Jae-joon should have told you what to do.”

Li You's eyes were cold, "These hooligans in Busan are probably being raised as house dogs by these upper-class people."

"You and Jaejun are responsible for taking over the entire Busan for me."

He didn't show any expression, but Choi Doo-il could feel that Li You was angry.

"Don't worry about the police, don't worry about the prosecutors," Li You sneered, "and don't worry about the city hall."

He has the evidence from last night's interrogation in his hand. A certain general in the military should be extremely panicked now.

The police and prosecutors were already afraid that Li You would really overturn the table, so after something like this happened, they didn't want to bring bad luck to Li You.

This is especially true of City Hall.

Anyway, the dead people are all the thugs under us, so let them die. Just don't involve them.

What if Li You was angered? Zhao Rongbing’s miserable condition last night is still vivid in his mind.

The forensic autopsy results showed that a high-powered weapon was present at the scene, but no one found it.

Just one hour after Li You was assassinated, Zhao Rongbing's head was smashed into pieces and paste by the same weapon.

Everyone knows that this is the first step of revenge.

But they had no choice. They really wanted to find evidence to contain Li You, but the military general, in order to reduce his own responsibility, would never say that some high-powered weapons were lost, let alone say that those "terrorists" were actually military personnel.

I told you it would be a failure.

"Go ahead," Li You finished his breakfast, walked to the bed and looked outside. There were large groups of men in suits standing below.

He looked at the people below and felt satisfied.

"President," Cui Douri said sternly, "We will go now."

Jeon Jae-jun and Choi Doo-il, who walked out of the hotel, did not act separately, but prepared to run over them with hundreds of people.

They were prepared to punish those who disobeyed with sticks and knives.

“Shit.” Cui Dou Ri stood in front of everyone and sneered, “This is the first time I lead so many people to fight.”

"Is there anyone who wants to pee?" Choi Do-il looked around at them.

No one spoke, no one even exchanged glances, they just stood there quietly, waiting for orders, waiting to confirm the prey.

These people fighting on the streets have long been accustomed to solving problems with force. Although they have never participated in such a large-scale fight, there is no fear in their eyes, only contempt for their opponents.

"Very good," Cui Douri grinned, "Teach them a lesson on behalf of the president and let them see how powerful you are."

After he finished speaking, he felt that it was not appropriate, and shook his head again, with a ferocious smile on his face, "Kill them!"

(End of this chapter)