If I make you a prosecutor, are you going to be the president of South Korea?

Chapter 308 Meeting the Mastermind Kwon Seok-joo

Of course, Lee Seung-hwan couldn't directly tell Jung Jik-soo that he actually knew who the mastermind was, or even where he was right now.

Otherwise, this would be a bit too exaggerated. The dog-faced judge only showed up yesterday, and you already know everything today.

This is practically cheating!

As for Lee Seung-hwan, not only could he not solve the case, but he also had to secretly help the behind-the-scenes team to continue the national death penalty vote.

It may even continue to grow and expand until it becomes an organization that terrifies bad people and makes countless powerful people tremble with fear.

Of course, the most urgent task now is to contact the mastermind behind this organization, persuade him to join their ranks, and help him eliminate the hidden dangers and traitors within the group.

Then help them improve their organizational structure, provide them with more sufficient human, material and financial resources, and also help them resist external investigations.

Therefore, Lee Seung-hwan decided to make a trip to the prison where the law professor Kwon Seok-joo was located.

Inside a prison in Seoul.

"Professor Kwon, someone wants to see you." A prison guard came to Kwon Seok-joo's solitary cell, opened the door, knocked on the iron gate, and said to the prisoner inside.

The prison guard spoke with a respectful tone, indicating that the prisoners here held a fairly high status within the prison.

After all, Kwon Seok-joo is a law professor with extensive theoretical knowledge. Who among the prison guards, or even the prisoners, doesn't have some legal issues or relatives who need to consult a lawyer?

Kwon Seok-joo often helped them solve these problems without charging them, which naturally earned him the respect of the prison guards.

He then heard from the prison guard that someone wanted to see him.

"Understood." Kwon Seok-joo put down the book in his hand, stood up, and followed the prison guard to a private meeting room.

"He's waiting for you inside," the prison guard said to Kwon Seok-joo as he led him to the door, gesturing for him to go in alone.

"Thank you for your hard work." Kwon Seok-joo smiled slightly at him, then pushed open the door and entered.

Immediately, a prosecutor in a suit and tie, with a handsome face and an air of authority and superiority, was sitting in the conference room. He also looked incredibly young.

"You are..." Kwon Seok-joo's eyes flashed with just the right amount of surprise when he saw Lee Seung-hwan.

"My name is Lee Seung-hwan, and I'm a prosecutor." Upon meeting Kwon Seok-joo, Lee Seung-hwan went straight to the point: "Professor Kwon, I have a question for you. What do you know about the national death penalty vote?"

Kwon Seok-joo shook his head: "Prosecutor Lee, you know I'm just a prisoner locked up in jail. What could I possibly know from this cell? What national death penalty vote? I don't understand any of that. Is it some kind of recent variety show? It sounds pretty interesting."

Upon hearing this, Li Chenghuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a knowing smile: "Professor Quan, since I've come to you, I must have some knowledge of something."

"Of course, it's only natural that you wouldn't admit it. Let's just assume you really don't know about this."

"We can talk about other things, for example, do you remember why you were imprisoned back then?"

He paused deliberately, his gaze fixed on Kwon Seok-joo's eyes. "You watched helplessly as your daughter was murdered, and the law failed to give you the result you wanted. That sense of powerlessness must have made you completely disillusioned with justice and the law in this world."

Mentioning his daughter.

Kwon Seok-joo's face turned deathly pale instantly; it was a wound in his heart that could never heal.

His hands gripped the iron bars tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his voice rose involuntarily, even carrying a hint of anger, as he angrily said to Li Chenghuan:

"Prosecutor Li, what exactly do you mean by that?"

"Are you deliberately trying to reopen old wounds?"

Eight years ago, Kwon Seok-joo was a highly respected law professor with significant achievements in the academic field.

He has a happy and fulfilling family, and his lovely daughter Narae is the light in his life.

However, the gears of fate began to turn cruelly.

Kwon Seok-joo had a student named Lee Min-soo, whose mother was a member of parliament. Because he lacked a father's love, he desperately craved attention and recognition.

When he saw Kwon Seok-joo's tender care for his daughter Na-rae and the close bond between them, the seeds of jealousy began to grow wildly in his heart.

One day, Lee Min-soo took advantage of Na-rae's absence while she was out playing alone and tricked her into going to a secluded place.

Narae was completely unsuspecting of this older brother who often appeared by her father's side, and innocently followed him.

But she never expected that what awaited her was a nightmare.

In that dark corner, Lee Min-soo's jealousy transformed into the claws of a demon, and he ruthlessly murdered Na-rae.

Nara struggled and cried for help in terror, but how could her weak body withstand the demon's brutality?

In the end, she fell in a pool of blood, her life forever frozen at that tragic moment.

After the incident, the police quickly launched an investigation.

Because Lee Min-soo's mother, a member of parliament, used all her connections to distort the truth and frame the driver's son—a teenager with intellectual disabilities—for the crime.

This innocent boy became the scapegoat for Lee Min-soo's crimes. Although Kwon Seok-joo firmly believed that there was more to his daughter's death and tried his best to find the truth, his efforts seemed so pale and powerless in the face of powerful political forces and monetary transactions.

Evidence was tampered with, witnesses were threatened, and the court ultimately pinned a fabricated charge on the poor boy, while the real murderer, Lee Min-soo, went unpunished and continued to live his "normal" life.

Kwon Seok-joo's world collapsed. He watched helplessly as his daughter died, while the murderer went unpunished. The law was so vulnerable in the face of the powerful and wealthy.

This sense of powerlessness and anger overwhelmed him like a surging tide.

It was from that moment that the idea of ​​fighting violence with violence took root in his mind. This seed of revenge gradually sprouted in the darkness of the prison, eventually giving birth to the organization of the National Death Penalty Vote.

He vowed to bring those "innocent demons" to the most severe punishment.

At this moment, Li Chenghuan continued unhurriedly, "Ever since that incident eight years ago, you feel that your lifelong study of law has been completely useless. You can't even get justice for your own daughter. It's a joke. So you plan to fight violence with violence and try those innocent devils by using methods that are even more cruel than those criminals."

"After that, you hid in this prison, using your connections to remotely control the outside world, secretly gathering five people who had the same experience as you, and forming this mysterious organization called the National Death Penalty Vote. You thought you were acting on behalf of God, and yesterday the dog-faced judge's execution was a great success, which greatly boosted your and your team's morale. Next, you should have already selected the second person to be voted on for death, right?"

Lee Seung-hwan's words sent chills down Kwon Seok-joo's spine.

How did he know all this?

Could it be that there's a traitor within my team?

"You suspect there's a mole within your team, right?"

Lee Seung-hwan saw right through Kwon Seok-joo's inner thoughts.

However, he didn't explain, but instead smiled faintly and said, "Your suspicion is correct. The national death penalty vote is nothing more than a makeshift operation in your hands. You are in prison and cannot control the overall situation."

"Even if your idea of ​​voting on the death penalty is very ingenious, it will eventually be discovered by the police and prosecutors due to factors such as an insider or various uncontrollable factors, and they will arrest all of you behind the scenes."

"Therefore, everything you imagined is ultimately wishful thinking. This organization, with just a few rabble, cannot last long at all. The bad guys can continue to roam free, while you have only made a small splash before being overwhelmed by the monstrous wave of power."

Is this the result you wanted?