Incidentally 186

Chapter 186 – Mom Has a Plan? (2)

The body of a sitting prosecutor found in a mountain in Gyeonggi-do.

If it had been ‘Kim Seong-tan’ who lived an ordinary life, it would have been just passing news.

‘It’s a pity that he is young. What kind of crazy person killed him? Could it be that he is involved with a gangster?’

I would have just thought about it and finished it.

But now, having gone from Kim Seong-tan to a ‘meteor bomb,’ I couldn’t just ignore the news.

“Why aren’t you answering the phone?”

Her mother’s cell phone was not working.

I must have called dozens, if not hundreds, of times. But all you can hear is a waiting sound.

In the end, I couldn’t hear my mother’s voice.

Have they already been caught by the police? Or did he hide it somewhere?

Is it possible to kill a sitting prosecutor and hide in this narrow Republic of Korea?

Moreover, my mother was not alone.

My beloved younger sisters Jae-eun and Jae-yi, and even my children who inherited my blood.

There would be no place in the world for such a mother to hide with so many people.

No matter what happens, my mom answers my phone…

Where on earth did it go?

If there were a world without mothers…

It would be better to die.

If you jump off this spire surrounded by sea on all sides, no one will know. Because those angry waves will laughably sweep away my corpse.

So what about Jae-eun and Jae-i? What about my lovely children?

The thought of having to live the rest of her life with the stigma of being the child of a murderer mother and a suicidal father fills her mind.

It would be better for an orphan like me to have grown up without a mother or father.

Murderous parents.

Fuck…

Slam!

“What!”

“Chairman… You need to move now.”

“Director, what’s happening all of a sudden?”

Director Kim Deok-su, out of breath.

It seemed like he climbed this high iron tower in one go without stopping.

“The prosecutor… The prosecutors came in.”

“Yes?”

“You need to go downstairs now, to the general prison cell. It would be a big deal if it was known that the Chairman was here.”

“Ah… I understand. Let’s go now!”

There was no time to look back.

“Wait a minute.”

As many as 15 large prison guards stormed in.

Just like what you saw on TV, prison guards start crossing the street in the middle of the prison with expressionless faces, holding clubs in one hand.

And behind him, a man slowly approaches with his hands in his pockets.

Just by looking at it, that person is the leader.

He’s in his early 30s, with long, slit-like eyes behind black horn-rimmed glasses.

It was not a good impression to see that his body was so dirty.

“Where is number 2023? Come out~ Quickly, raise your hand voluntarily~”

Fuck.

He called out my prison number in his characteristic drawl.

“It’s not coming out in 2023? Then where’s the prison warden~ Prison warden!”

“W… I’m here, prosecutor!”

Chuck!

Director Kim Deok-su gave a sharp salute to the young prosecutor.

“The prison warden had to wait for the inspection to come. Were you playing poker while you were there?”

Rude bastard.

He was openly mocking the director, who was already out of breath.

“Sin… I’m sorry.”

“My name is Kwak Ki-tae, Central District Prosecutors’ Office. Where is inmate number 2023?”

Kwak Ki-tae…

“Here it is.”

The director, embarrassed, dragged Kwak Ki-tae to my room.

“Are you number 2023?”

The bastard speaks informally from the first moment.

“…”

“Why aren’t you answering? Why are you talking informally to me from the first time?”

“… That’s right.”

“Look at the way this guy talks. Do you still sound like the chairman of a large company? You don’t seem to understand the situation right now, but you’re screwed. Don’t you know what’s going on outside? You know Prosecutor Lim Ji-eun, right? Lim Ji-eun is dead.”

“…”

“Huh? I’m not surprised. Did you know?”

“No.”

“But why is the reaction like this? Hey, prison warden, did you tell this guy?”

“Oh… No! That can’t be possible. I’m not even approaching.”

“Hmm. Anyway, try to have a backroom deal with this guy and the guards. I’ll just give you your harpoon.”

Kwak Ki-tae looked around him with a characteristic mean expression and shouted

Just by looking at this attitude, you can closely understand what kind of life you have lived and how you are feeling right now.

A bastard dressed as a prosecutor.

“What are you doing? Don’t open the door!”

Kwak Ki-tae kicked the iron door.

“Ah… Yes… Yes… Open the door quickly.”

Kwak Ki-tae wears shiny, luxury shoes and slowly walks inside.

“Number 2023. I personally came all the way here on a boat to ask you a few questions, right? So I have to answer well.”

“…”

“First, the reason I came here is…! Our prosecutors are identifying the suspect who killed prosecutor Lim Ji-eun as your mother, Song Min-ju. Do you understand?”

“…”

“Where is your mother, Song Min-ju?”

“I don’t know.”

“You really don’t know?”

“Yes.”

Kwak Ki-tae’s harsh gaze came right in front of my nose.

It feels like his eyes are eating all over my face, as if there were bugs crawling on my face.

“Hmm… Then where have all your younger brothers gone?”

“Yes…?”

“Wow, this thing is reacting. I guess you didn’t know your younger siblings were gone?”

Jae-eun and Jae-i… Disappeared together with their mother?

Is it good news or bad news?

Three mothers and daughters disappeared without a trace. I couldn’t even guess where they were.

“Haha… Where on earth are these bitches hiding?”

Kwak Ki-tae took out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket and put the tobacco in his mouth.

Crack. Chi-ik…!

It’s been a long time since I felt the smell of burnt oil. The exhilarating smell of cigarettes travels through my nose and stimulates the peripheral nerves in my brain.

Damn… It sounds delicious.

“Why do you want to smoke?”

“…”

“Give me one?”

“It’s done.”

“You have pride in your appearance. I’ll give you one. Open it. When will you open something like this here?”

Kwak Gi-tae took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in my mouth as if he was being generous.

Chi-ik…

Ah, it’s thrilling.

As soon as Kwak Ki-tae lights up a cigarette, he feels like his brain stands on end and his esophagus feels like it is on fire.

Smoking in prison.

The saying that people are above the law finally makes sense to me.

“How about it, is it delicious?”

“…”

“Is it delicious?”

Snap.

“…”

“Is it delicious?”

Snap!

“Ugh…!”

Kwak Ki-tae started slapping my cheek repeatedly.

They step on me mercilessly with their shoe soles as I fall.

A cigarette falls from my mouth and rolls around.

How right was it?

My body and face were already bloody and disfigured from his assault.

Kwak Ki-tae picked up a cigarette that I had dropped.

“Give it back?”

“Why are you doing this to me?”

“Why are you doing this, you bastard? It’s okay to do this to criminals.”

“Is there any evidence… That my mother killed Prosecutor Lim?”

“Evidence…?”

Crash.

Kwak Ki-tae raised his eyebrows and began to take off the Rolex watch on her wrist.

“Evidence?”

Puck…!

“Huh…”

“Fuck, are you in a position to discuss evidence with me now? Evidence? Fuck, evidence!?”

Puck. Puck. Puck…!

In the silent prison, only the sounds of him beating and my moans echo.

“You’re talking like evidence. You still think he’s the chairman of the company. You’re worse than an orphan right now. Come to your senses, you bastard!”

“… Whoa… Whoa…”

“I’ve been a prosecutor for 10 years. I can tell what you’re thinking just by looking at your expression. You… Have met your mother recently, right?”

“Yes…?”

“Yes, fuck, it means it’s right. It means it’s wrong. Did Song Min-ju come to see you?”

“Mr. 2023… There is no record of the visit.”

“Prison warden, did I ask you?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Fuck, I should wear it when an old man wears it. If I wear it one more time, my fingers will start to feel numb.”

That bastard…

Kwak Ki-tae was on a different level from the villains who had interrupted my life so far.

He had the perfect gangster temperament, vulgar behavior, easy-going personality, and even money and fame that should not have been given to him.

“Answer me, you idiot. Yes, no!”

“No.”

“Really? Are you sure?”

“Yes…”

“Whoa… This bastard… He’s definitely hiding something…”

Kwak Ki-tae seemed like he could never trust me.

“Look. Your mom killed Lim Ji-eun and went on a mission with her younger siblings. But you’re here in prison. Your mom abandoned you and ran away? Didn’t you and that slut have sex with him?”

“What? This bastard…!”

“Wow, look at this bastard. What did you just say? You bastard? What you bastard!”

Puck… Puck…

I can tolerate her insulting me, but I can’t tolerate her insulting my mother.

As I wriggled, Kwak Ki-tae started trampling me again. No one, including the director, could stop the angry prosecutor.

I wanted to get up and fight him right away, but with my hands and feet tied, I didn’t even have the strength to stand up properly.

Bastard…

This fucking bastard…

One day I will kill this motherfucker.

Puck…!

The moment his shoe struck my head squarely, I felt lost.

My vision becomes blurry and my hands become weak, as if I had been hit with a hammer.

Fuck…

What a fucking bastard. I will kill you with my own hands one day.

Am I going to die here?

Mom…

I miss you.

Mom…

Please… Save me…

No matter how much she called, she knew she wouldn’t come back, but the person she wanted to see the most right now was her mother, so she couldn’t help but call her name.

The moment my eyes close…

Did they say that if you really wish for it, a miracle will come true?

Just for a moment, just for a moment.

I definitely felt like I saw my mother’s face.

A mother’s elegant and innocent face.

Her plump breasts, rising on her fleshy thighs, shimmer like a fantasy.

Is it a dream…

Or…

Is it reality?

Or maybe I just went crazy.

Obviously… It was my mom…

“Mom…?”

I let out a soft breath and fainted.