As the elevator started, three fully armed policemen gripped their pistols, leaned forward, their faces serious, ready to deal with any potential danger at any moment.
But the elevator was silent, without any unusual sounds.
The three below sent a signal, indicating that their comrades above should continue to descend.
Choi Eun-ho followed behind them, descending the stairs to the basement.
They walked through a long corridor, illuminated by only a few dim light bulbs, and at the end of the passage was a huge wooden door.
Once everyone was assembled, Choi Eun-ho had a few police officers lead the way, carefully moving forward, finally reaching the door safely.
Choi Eun-ho couldn't help but find it a little funny. The front was so tightly guarded, but it ended up just being a fancy wooden door.
It was like a nun, outwardly dignified and saintly, but under her clothes, only wearing stockings and open-crotch underwear, this contrast made people feel incredibly ironic.
However, he, Prosecutor Choi, would not back down in this place, he charged directly at the door, ready to force his way in.
Choi Eun-ho ordered everyone to scatter, he himself also took a few steps back.
Then, he made a short, powerful run, and then he raised his leg, kicking the wooden door with a powerful kick.
Boom!
A loud bang echoed, the wooden door instantly shattered, crashing to the ground.
The noisy sounds inside the door immediately disappeared, and the group of policemen behind him were stunned at the sight of Choi Eun-ho.
Was this really a force that humans could unleash?
The eyes of both sides met on either side of the door, the scene was so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.
In just an instant, both sides erupted in an astonishing roar, like a storm rising into the sky.
"Asi!" Police!
"Help!"
"Don't move!"
"Put your hands up!"
"Bang! Bang!"
"Ahhh!"
Unlike the factory outside, the interior of the casino was filled with smoke and haze, its golden and dazzling decoration was extremely luxurious, divided into areas like a lobby, private rooms and a bar.
There were also bunny girls in revealing clothes squatting on the ground, covering their ears and screaming.
The gunshots rang out, everyone went silent again, the scene seemed to be frozen, everyone stared at each other, so nervous they couldn't breathe.
The policemen entered one after another, each standing around the room, guns pointed at the crowd in the center, successfully controlling the whole situation.
Those who were guarding the casino, members of the Chuan Nan Society, held watermelon knives and baseball bats in their hands, but they dared not act rashly.
At this moment, Choi Eun-ho coughed lightly, walking into the room calmly.
Everyone's eyes immediately turned to him, at this moment he was the main character of this play.
He cleared his throat and began to speak:
"I am Choi Eun-ho, a prosecutor from the Criminal Division Six of the Seoul Central District Prosecutor's Office.
I received a report from Chuan Nan Society President, Che Jae-jin, saying that there was an underground casino hidden here, so I came here to destroy it."
As soon as he said this, the gamblers present all exclaimed, and those who were guarding the casino, the small "kalalami", still stood motionless, staring at him angrily, full of disbelief.
"Impossible! Che Jae-jin is our boss, how could he report us? You're lying!"
One person shouted loudly.
Choi Eun-ho turned his head, looked at the man with a crew cut who was speaking, and smiled slightly and asked:
"I didn't say you were members of the Chuan Nan Society, I just said Che Jae-jin reported it here. Is he your boss?"
"You! You're trying to trick me!
You're just a little prosecutor?
You're just a dog!"
The man with the crew cut knew he had been cornered, so he started cursing.
Choi Eun-ho gave a cold smile, raised his leg, and kicked the crew-cut man hard in the stomach.
The man with the crew cut flew back, landing with a bang on the edge of the gambling table.
"Ah! Ah!"
A sharp pain pierced through his body, causing him to instinctively grab his stomach with both hands, moaning in pain. His head weakly rested on the ground, waves of nausea coming over him.
"Publicly insulting and assaulting a state official, that crime will be recorded against you."
Choi Eun-ho's voice was cold, he waved his hand, and decisively ordered:
"Put him in handcuffs! Record the information of everyone present, take these Chuan Nan Society members to the Prosecutor's Office, and take all the others to the Police Station for information input.
Confiscate all the gambling funds, and also thoroughly search for evidence like account books, hurry up!"
The police and the search officers started carrying out their duties, while Park Gook-chang stood behind Choi Eun-ho, his expression composed.
"Gook-chang, do you think Che Jae-jin will agree?" Choi Eun-ho asked in a low voice.
"He will, after all, the business here is bigger than over there."
Park Gook-chang lightly touched his glasses frame.
"Then, what do you think Han Bureau Chief will do to me?"
Choi Eun-ho continued to ask.
"As long as Park Bureau Chief is here, he won't be able to touch you, but once Park Bureau Chief is gone..."
Park Gook-chang gave a gloomy smile, his voice low.
"Oh? Where could Park Bureau Chief go?"
Choi Eun-ho's face showed a look of surprise.
"Prosecutor, we are always on the same side."
Park Gook-chang bowed slightly, his voice almost inaudible:
"So you can rest assured and leave things to me."
Choi Eun-ho's pupils suddenly constricted, then he suddenly let out a light laugh.
"Very good, but you can't handle this kind of thing, because if you have something happen to you, I can't escape either."
Choi Eun-ho patted Park Gook-chang on the shoulder, then turned and walked towards the gambling table.
It was ridiculous, when did the original owner establish such a deep understanding with Park Gook-chang? He dared to speak so frankly in front of him?
Didn't he understand that knowing too much of the leader's secrets sometimes leads to death?
But someone like him was reassuring to use.
Sigh, he didn't fully understand his new wife, but he had become close to his male subordinate.
Choi Eun-ho looked at all this and laughed happily.
"Prosecutor! Prosecutor! I know you!"
Just as Choi Eun-ho reached out to reach into the bag filled with money, a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle and a corpulent body rushed over, his voice booming as he called out to him.
Choi Eun-ho's eyes were full of confusion, he stared fixedly at the stranger in front of him.
"I'm the boss of Tian Xia Real Estate! Prosecutor Choi, don't you remember me?"
The middle-aged man anxiously pointed at his own face, his eyes full of anxiety.
"Am I supposed to know you?"
Choi Eun-ho frowned slightly, secretly displeased in his heart:
Why couldn't this person just speak clearly? Just tell him who he sent something to, wouldn't that make everything clear?