Seoul.
Supre Prosecutor’s Office.
Detention Center.
The site has been sealed off.
"It was our failure to watch him properly. When discovered, Jeong Do-won had already hit the corner of the bed, lost too much blood, and missed the best rescue ti," said the duty officer of the detention center with a face full of sorrow.
He hadn’t expected it.
Those people acted so quickly.
In a mont of inattention, Jeong Do-won managed to kill himself. He wasn’t on the conglorate’s side; the forr head had sent this prosecutor here three months ago, and the consortium wanted to draw him in.
But he didn’t dare to take a side.
At least.
Before the situation stabilizes, many people hesitated like this.
Who would have thought.
For many, this place was equally defenseless. Thinking about this, he got angry. Such blatant disregard of The law during his watch challenged his bottom line.
Damn.
These bastards.
What else are they afraid to do?
"It’s not your fault."
The prosecutor patted him on the shoulder.
Then continued:
"This also indirectly shows that our actions are aningful and fruitful. At the sa ti, it makes us more aware of how much this country needs to change."
"Hiss."
These words.
Made everyone who heard them feel a surge of emotion.
Igniting a fire.
Indeed.
This land needs change. If things continue like this, can it still be the country they love? No, they must not let these parasites continue to gnaw at its foundation. Most of the people present gritted their teeth.
Only one person’s eyes showed a hint of fear.
Faith.
He saw the power of faith, which was what this type of darkness feared the most.
"You, co over here."
Suddenly.
The prosecutor looked at him.
"Prosecutor Cheol-young." Han Dongxi’s heart raced fast, his face feigning calm. Surveillance had been covered up; unless betrayed from above, it was impossible to suspect him.
"Do you have anything to say?"
"I made a mistake."
"Where was the mistake?"
"Didn’t realize it in ti."
"Is that so?"
"What happened?" The officer asked perplexingly, wondering if this person had problems. In the surveillance video, they didn’t see anyone enter Jeong Do-won’s room; otherwise, they would have caught soone long ago.
The prosecutor looked at him.
"Han Dongxi, you may not be clear, but the surveillance here has a three-layer cache backup. It’s usually unnecessary, and it has only six hours of cache ti before being overwritten."
Upon hearing this.
Han Dongxi was stunned.
"Why didn’t I know?" Han Dongxi blurted out.
"It’s nothing. Three months ago, during the update of the surveillance server by the Technical Departnt, it was added. It was inconspicuous and buried in a pile of files. It’s legal."
Deletion can be restored.
But when data is overwritten, there is currently no way to recover.
"..."
One listen.
The officer was also puzzled. This was the third insurance added on top of the backups. It was usually unnecessary and was just a small additional item.
During the training.
The Technical Departnt seed not to have ntioned it.
But that’s not important.
What’s important is that now it can play a role.
"Sigh."
The prosecutor sighed and walked to the soulless Han Dongxi, saying, "So young, with a bright future ahead and a beautiful life, why engage in Cri."
"What exactly happened?" asked the officer.
"Han Dongxi, should I say it or will you?" the prosecutor asked.
Han Dongxi ca back to his senses.
His eyes cloudy.
With a hint of despair.
Man plans, heaven laughs, haha, he wanted to laugh, laugh at his stupidity, laugh at his desire to cling to the conglorate’s leg to climb up. But before he even had the chance, he was knocked to the ground, unable to turn over.
"I... I..."
Han Dongxi’s legs weakened, kneeling on the ground, his ntal defense had collapsed.
"It really is you." The officer looked at him angrily. What a pity. Han Dongxi had just graduated from University, and his promising life had just begun, yet he was so eager to jump into a Pit.
Hate doesn’t foster steel.
This kind of sche.
Can you participate in it?
"..."
Han Dongxi lowered his head in acquiescence.
One wrong step.
A decade of hard study went up in smoke.
"Take him away."
"Yes."
...
Twenty minutes later.
The transcript was placed in front of the arriving superior.
"Pfft!"
The superior couldn’t hold back a mouthful of tea.
"What? Found the one who sent ssages to Jeong Do-won?" At this mont, he felt a sense of absurdity; how soon you found the person, he hadn’t received word in advance.
Thinking of this.
His heart was a bit lancholic.
Apparently.
His retirent from the position of superior was not far off. Now the Supre Prosecutor’s Office was filled with tension, many dared not casually spread information, and it also indicated that his reputation in the office wasn’t what it used to be.
At this mont.
He had an urge to flee.
This past year.
The Supre Prosecutor’s Office was practically the vortex center. Arrests and getting arrested were the main daily events; it often made the hearts beat nervously, knowing more, getting involved more, was more prone to accidents.
"Right, Han Dongxi revealed who sought him, the current detention center’s second officer. After interrogation, he confessed to his actions, acknowledging taking money and doing favors."
"Whose money?" The superior hurriedly asked.
Please.
Don’t let it be any troubleso people.
"He said he doesn’t know, it was an anonymous phone call," the prosecutor said.
Upon hearing this.
The superior could be certain.
He intends to take it till the end, which is fine, fine, don’t involve anyone else. The blue Notebook issue of Jeong Do-won is still unresolved.
With that Notebook.
Many people can’t sleep.
Wanting to destroy it.
At the sa ti.
Many want to access the contents inside, receiving so many phone calls in the afternoon, he nearly wore out his lips. Such an important thing, even if it were to disappear, requires quite so effort.
"Furthermore, upon investigation, at least twelve people in the detention center had severe disciplinary violations previously under his inducent. I suggest conducting a suspension investigation of these dereliction of duty personnel."
"..."
Damn.
It’s always like this.
But luckily, not connected with the conglorates or other institutions, being internal is manageable.
"Who are these people?" The superior rubbed his head.
"There are..."
"Alright, I’ll bring it up at tomorrow’s eting." It’s only a disciplinary violation, so there’s no need for an imdiate arrest order. The superior’s hands trembled a bit, so many suspension orders, he couldn’t rember how many he signed since taking office.
Dear God.
Is he about to break the in-office record?
"How do you assess the authenticity of Jeong Do-won’s blue Notebook?" The superior probed.
"So true, so false."
"Oh?"
"It’s just so notes, only the results without the process, not much reference value. Moreover, it entangles many important figures, making the authenticity hard to determine. I suggest transferring it to the National Intelligence Service of the Republic of Korea."
"What?"
The superior almost bit his tongue.
Damn.
Is he trying to escalate the matter? What place is that? Equivalent to the United States CIA FBI.
"Why?"
"At the end of the Notebook, it involves so information from the United States, Japan, Congress, Military, and the brother across from us. Regardless of truth, it’s beyond our handling scope."
"Hiss~~"
The superior took a deep breath.
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