In Park Jeong Won's office, Park Jeong Won's fingers lightly tapped on the desk, his gaze fixed on the paper in his hand, his brow furrowed.
“Are you sure it was him who reported his own father?”
His voice was full of doubt, as if confirming the fact before him.
Choi Eun Ho stood on one side of the desk, leaning forward slightly, his hands crossed in front of his chest, a confident smile on his face.
“Yes, Jang An Tae has no direct connection to this case. And this report letter can wipe out the Seven Stars Society. When Jang An Tae returns, he will no longer be able to stir up trouble.”
Choi Eun Ho made a gesture of gripping tightly, his smile widening.
“By then, everything will be as we wish.”
Park Jeong Won’s face broke into an appreciative smile, he laughed heartily, nodding in satisfaction.
“Good job! I didn't expect you to have such a trick up your sleeve.”
Park Jeong Won handed the report letter back to Choi Eun Ho, smiling brightly, “The next thing is up to you. As long as it doesn't involve a life, you don't have to report to me.
The Vice Minister has taken all the pressure for you. However, Yuan Xin Yan and his son, I guess they will still try to resolve this through legal procedures.”
Choi Eun Ho bowed deeply, his face full of joy, “Thank you for your guidance, Minister, and please convey my gratitude to the Vice Minister for his trust. I will go for the interrogation now.”
Park Jeong Won’s delegation of authority filled him with excitement, for it meant he had more room to maneuver.
Stepping back into the interrogation room, Jang Tae San approached Choi Eun Ho without restraint, a smile plastered on his face:
“Eun Ho, how's it going? Any hope?”
Choi Eun Ho nodded to him, saying with sympathy, “Brother, congratulations. As long as Jang An Tae is caught, you can get out of here.”
Jang Tae San nodded repeatedly, his face filled with joy:
“Good, good, good!
I've always disliked that old Bi Deng, he's so old and still won't give up his position, he's messed up the Seven Stars Society, it's getting worse every year.”
He talked excitedly and incessantly, fantasizing about a better future: “When I become the chairman, Eun Ho, you'll be my second-in-command!
No, no, no, you should be the chairman, I'll be your right-hand man!”
Seeing his brother-in-law immersed in his fantasy, Choi Eun Ho shook his head helplessly and walked out of the interrogation room.
He thought to himself, this brother-in-law of mine is the real Lv Feng Xian, I really didn't see it before!
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Choi Eun Ho walked into Kim Yong Shun’s office alone.
The door was slightly ajar, Kim Yong Shun was sitting behind the desk, intently flipping through stacks of case files.
“Senior, how about we go out to eat together?”
Choi Eun Ho leaned against the door frame, tapping lightly, a relaxed smile on his face.
“You're treating me to dinner?”
Kim Yong Shun looked up in surprise. He knew his personality wasn't popular, it was hard to build good relationships with other colleagues.
Furthermore, he adhered to justice, unwilling to have too much contact with those prosecutors who had more or less stains on their records, lest he be "stabbed" in the back by them.
Therefore, he usually ate alone.
Today, Choi Eun Ho, a young man he had doubts about not long ago, actually invited him to dinner.
Kim Yong Shun was happy, but also a little uneasy.
He got up from his desk, his heart full of emotion. The last time he had dinner with Choi Eun Ho was when they were both in judicial training.
He remembered what the clerk told him, that Choi Eun Ho had actually arrested his own brother-in-law, showing his unwavering integrity, even surpassing his own.
Yet he had been wrong about Choi Eun Ho's connection to the underworld.
He said apologetically, “Eun Ho, I...”
“Senior, let's let bygones be bygones. You know what kind of person I am now, it's not too late.”
Choi Eun Ho smiled at Kim Yong Shun, throwing an arm around his shoulder, “I'm treating today.”
The two entered a well-known Chinese restaurant in the area, the chef was a Chinese master chef, famous for his superb culinary skills, specially chosen by Park Guk Chang for him.
For Choi Eun Ho, Korean food always seemed a bit off-putting.
Faced with a table full of delicious dishes, Kim Yong Shun couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
He remembered that this restaurant was expensive, for someone like him who lived on a fixed salary, dining here was undoubtedly a luxurious experience.
Trying to shake off his unease, Kim Yong Shun shook his head vigorously, trying to throw away those unnecessary worries, saying a little awkwardly, “Eun Ho, you've spent a lot on this meal.”
“Expensive?”
Choi Eun Ho was momentarily puzzled, a meal, how could it be expensive?
But he soon understood Kim Yong Shun’s concern.
He was a simple and unpretentious man who lived on a fixed salary, and he kept his distance from high-end dining.
Choi Eun Ho chuckled inwardly, responding frankly, “Senior, since I’m treating you, I naturally have to choose a decent place. What's wrong with spending a little?”
When dealing with people like Kim Yong Shun, Choi Eun Ho knew that being direct was most effective, sincerity was the key!
Sure enough, Kim Yong Shun was deeply moved by his frankness and generosity, his heart was even more turbulent, he felt that Choi Eun Ho must have really spent a lot this time.
In Choi Eun Ho’s view, all this was just to reassure Kim Yong Shun, not to let him have any mental burden.
He was not deliberately putting on an act, he ate heartily, after all, he was indeed hungry. Treating Kim Yong Shun to this meal was just to be able to ask him for help later on.
After all, you owe a favor to those who feed you, you owe a favor to those who give you something.
The more upright a gentleman, the shorter he is…
Choi Eun Ho intentionally asked him to investigate the Chuan Nan Hui, keeping him busy with work, so that he would have no time to investigate him, and at the same time, he could use him for his own purposes.
After sharing a pleasant lunch, Choi Eun Ho and Kim Yong Shun stepped into the building of the District Prosecutor's Office, still with smiles on their faces from their conversation.
As the elevator door opened with a soft click, a figure suddenly rushed out of the elevator, heading straight for them.
Choi Eun Ho recognized the person, he bowed slightly, greeting respectfully, “Minister Han, hello.”
Kim Yong Shun also followed suit, greeting him respectfully, “Minister.”
Han Cheng Dong was attracted by the sudden greeting, his eyes focused on the two of them.
His pupils involuntarily constricted, his mouth twitched involuntarily, a wave of displeasure surged through his heart.
He thought to himself: I sent you to investigate Choi Eun Ho, you're hanging out with him instead?
Are you betraying me and looking for a new patron?
He suppressed the anger in his heart, only grunted out a “Hmm” from his nostrils, as a response to their greetings.
Then, he strode away, rushing towards the building's exit, the anger in his heart felt like it was going to set the surrounding air on fire.
If Che Zaizhen hadn't been eagerly looking for him to discuss matters, he would have sternly reprimanded Choi Eun Ho at the elevator door.
All because of Choi Eun Ho, Che Zaizhen was complaining to him on the phone. All this turmoil made Han Cheng Dong feel extremely annoyed.