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

See this.

The group of diners who had been watching the commotion in the restaurant were a little scared and quickly stood up and hid to the side, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

"Prosecutor Li, shouldn't you take cover for now? That guy might attack other people indiscriminately."

Zheng Zhishu immediately stood up and stood in front of Li Chenghuan, his face serious.

"It's alright, he's arrived just in time." Li Chenghuan also stood up, squinting at the disheveled man's face.

He's encountered a familiar character again.

At that moment, Kim Gu-nam, who was panicking and not knowing where to go, saw Lee Seung-hwan and Jung Jik-soo blocking his escape route, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

He pulled a dagger from his pocket and ran while threatening, "Get out of my way, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

He brandished the knife wildly in the air, trying to scare the two away.

To his surprise, one of the men not only didn't dodge, but walked towards him instead, which made Kim Gu-nam very angry. Did these damned South Koreans not understand what he was saying?

Although he was very angry, he ultimately did not stab the two innocent passersby with the knife in his hand. They had no grudge against him, and he was not a heinous killer to begin with.

He was just an honest, simple man who wanted to earn money to pay for his child's medical treatment and find a wife.

It was poverty and that guy named Mian Zhenghe who forced him into this state, making him live like a stray dog, hiding and running in this foreign land, without any dignity.

All he wanted now was to take the half-finger in his pocket, find the meeting place Mian Zhenghe had arranged for him, and go home!

Just then, his feet slipped.

He lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

boom!

He let out a muffled groan.

A sharp pain shot through my entire body.

He then noticed that one of the two men blocking his way had tripped him.

"Damn it, why are you stopping me!"

Jin Jiunan was furious. Just as he was struggling to get up, the group of gray-faced police officers who had been following him finally arrived.

A large group of police officers surrounded Kim Gu-nam.

"Get out of my way!"

"do not come!"

Like a caged beast, he kept waving the dagger in his hand, trying to drive away the police officers who approached him.

But it was all in vain.

The dagger in his hand was quickly knocked away by a policeman with an extendable baton, and he was instantly swallowed up by the crowd in the next second.

He was subdued and handcuffed in no time.

The dust has settled.

A police officer who looked like a captain stepped forward and thanked Li Chenghuan, saying, "Sir, thank you for your help. If you hadn't stopped him, this murderer would have almost gotten away."

"Damn it! I'm not a murderer!"

“I was just passing by when I saw two people stab the man to death and then ran away. I’m short on money lately, so I thought I’d go up and check if the victim had any. But just as I was about to leave, I heard your police sirens and that’s when I tried to run away in a panic. I’m really not the murderer.”

Kim Gu-nam, being held by two policemen, continued to struggle and try to defend himself.

"Damn it! You didn't kill him, so why are you running away?"

"You dare to be so stubborn even when you're about to die? Take him away!"

Cao Dajun angrily cursed at Jin Jiunan.

At this moment, Li Chenghuan calmly said, "The possibility he mentioned does exist objectively. You police officers should not arbitrarily convict someone without sufficient evidence."

Upon hearing this, Cao Dajun's face immediately showed a hint of embarrassment.

He really wanted to say, "Who the hell are you?"

How dare you question our police investigation!

Jung Jik-soo, standing to the side, took out his identification and said seriously to Cao Da-jun, "This man next to me is Lee Seung-hwan, the chief prosecutor of the Criminal Division 3 of the Seoul District Prosecutors' Office, and I am his assistant, Jung Jik-soo. Since this case happened right under our noses, we will take over. You lead the way and show us the crime scene."

"Huh? You're a prosecutor?" Cao Dajun was stunned. No wonder he thought the two men in front of him were dressed smartly and had an extraordinary demeanor; they looked like elites.

Surprisingly, one of them was a prosecutor.

Fortunately, he didn't spout nonsense and offend those two people.

Otherwise, you'll have nowhere to cry.

He quickly saluted Lee Seung-hwan and said respectfully, "So you are Prosecutor Lee from the Seoul District Prosecutors' Office. I was careless and negligent just now. As you said, although there is a high probability that this suspect is the murderer, other possibilities cannot be ruled out. With you here to oversee the case, I believe that this case will be solved soon!"

In South Korea, even the lowest-ranking prosecutors can boss around police officers and order them to do things unconditionally.

Not to mention that he also heard from Zheng Zhishu that Li Chenghuan was a chief prosecutor.

This is a big shot that these junior police officers would never normally see!

As he spoke, he flattered Li Chenghuan with a fawning smile while ordering his men to bring Jin Jiunan over.

"Let's go, Prosecutor Li is here, let's take the suspect back to the crime scene and see what he has to say!"

Kim Gu-nam also learned about Lee Seung-hwan's identity.

A look of shock.

He never expected that the person who stopped him would be a high-ranking prosecutor. Even though he came from neighboring China, he knew that these prosecutors were real big shots in South Korea with astonishing power.

For example, right now, a single sentence can make these police officers work like slaves, obediently doing their jobs without daring to complain, and they must be extremely respectful to him.

It's unbelievable that it fell into the hands of such a person.

Jin Jiunan felt utterly hopeless.

He was originally an illegal immigrant without legal status in South Korea, and now he's involved in this murder case. Although he didn't kill the person, he did use a knife and cut off Professor Kim's finger, leaving bloodstains and fingerprints at the scene.

It's safe to say that even ten mouths couldn't explain it clearly.

He was probably doomed this time, and felt utterly desperate.

The mission was not completed, the money was not received, the wife was not found, and now he faces imprisonment in a foreign country.

Overwhelmed with grief, tears blurred my vision.

The police officers standing nearby were completely baffled.

Damn it, this murderer still has the nerve to cry at this point? Does he know he's about to die?

Soon a group of people arrived at the crime scene.

This is an old-style residential building with six floors.

The crime scene was between the third and fourth floors. A fat man wearing a black suit and white shirt was lying in a pool of blood. He had been stabbed more than a dozen times in the chest, and blood was flowing all over the floor.

His right thumb was also cut off.

When Jin Jiunan saw Professor Jin again, his eyes trembled, his gaze darted away, and he dared not look at him again, constantly twisting his body.

He desperately wanted to secretly throw away the half of his thumb that was in his pocket, but now that his hands were cuffed, he couldn't do it at all.

When Lee Seung-hwan saw the crime scene, his suspicions were completely confirmed; he had indeed encountered a scene straight out of a Korean drama or movie.

However, on the surface, he still squatted down.

He took the gloves from the policeman next to him, observed them carefully for a moment, and sorted out the events of the case according to the scene in his memory. He couldn't help but sigh.

Kim Gu-nam, that guy, he's really damn unlucky!

He is also Chinese, but now he is a high-ranking prosecutor.

The other party, however, lived like a stray dog ​​in a foreign land, devoid of dignity, lost and helpless, barely surviving. He never saw the 60,000 yuan or his wife before he died.

A man in such dire straits can gain complete loyalty if given even the slightest lifeline.

Lee Seung-hwan's favorite thing to do was to offer help in times of need...