[Quick Transmigration] Reverse strategy

Pei Youli read the news carefully.

The Korean Prosecutor's Office belongs to the Ministry of Justice. Although it does not seem to be the highest authority, due to a series of complicated reasons, its independence is very strong. Even the superiors have no right to intervene in the project.

In addition, the prosecutor's office has absolute control and command over the police department. Prosecutors can ask the police department to transfer any case to the prosecutor's office, and they can also order the police to assist them in the investigation of the case.

At the same time, whether the criminal suspect should be punished is only judged by the prosecutor himself.

Prosecutors can unilaterally not prosecute if they believe that the suspect's crime is not serious, even if there is sufficient evidence to prove the fact of the crime.

Simply put, in South Korea, as long as the prosecutor wants to, he can investigate anyone without restriction, even if the target is the head of state.

In recent years, many party members have been imprisoned under the investigation of the prosecutor's office, making them gradually aware of the crisis.

In this context, Party A took the lead in targeting the prosecutor's office and proposing judicial reform.

However, the Prosecutor's Office is not a vegetarian, and quickly united with the B party to fight back, and launched an investigation on some members of the A party.

The struggle between the two sides has become increasingly fierce.

Pei Youli looked up some reports, but there were too many relevant materials, and it was a headache to read.

She quietly returned to the bedroom and lay beside Jiang Ran.

The next morning, Pei Youli took turns to rest, and it was rare to be quiet.

However, in a certain equipment room of the Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency, two figures were fighting fiercely together.

"When you first entered the police station, I was the one who took you with you. Now... you actually betrayed me?"

Song Chengxun fell over his shoulder and smashed Yuan Jian to the ground.

According to the police communication records investigated, only he made a phone call before leaving the mission.

Yuan Jian had a lot of color on his face. Due to the heavy blow to his back, he groaned unconsciously with a painful expression.

"Senior, it's not that I want to betray you... There are still a few people who handle cases like you... People must know how to stand in line."

"Oh," Song Chengxun snorted coldly, and kicked him a few more times, "Do you think the matter will end like this after reporting the letter to someone? The sentence that should be sentenced will still be..."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the face of Yuan Jian, who was struggling to get up: "Is the senior responsible for the prosecution? Is the senior responsible for the conviction?"

Song Chengxun froze in place, sweat dripping down his distinct jaw onto the concrete floor.

Yuan Jian tried to open his swollen eyes: "The case of Wu Dingjun will be handed over to prosecutor Zheng Junyong."

If he can say this, he must have obtained the news in advance.

Song Chengxun clenched his fists, trying to restrain himself from going forward to beat him to death: "I will apply to the director for your suspension, you pack up and go home."

"Okay, but senior, you have to be prepared," Yuan Jian stood up slowly, "I will not suspend my job forever."

Song Chengxun gritted his teeth.

After Yuan Jian walked out of the equipment room, he collapsed backwards on the ground.

The immature faces of the children in prison, the tears of the victimized women when they stated the facts of being violated, and... Pei Youli's eyebrows and eyes that became particularly bright every time she saluted, flashed through my mind one after another.

The prosecutor named Zheng Junyong mentioned by Yuan Jian must have some kind of interest relationship with Anshang Church or Wu Dingjun.

If the case falls into his hands, not only will the investigation of the forces behind it stop, but even Wu Dingjun's sentence may be greatly reduced.

A sense of self-blame and powerlessness overflowed from Song Chengxun's heart and quickly spread throughout his body.

How should he face the children, how to face the victims, how to face...You Li.

However, he couldn't do anything.

At this moment, the phone that was thrown into the corner vibrated.

Song Chengxun supported the wall and stood up, stepped forward to pick it up: "Hello? Director."

"Come to my office, someone from the Prosecutor's Office is here." The voice on the other end was still calm, and nothing unusual could be heard.

His heart sank, and he immediately took his coat and went back to the office.

Sure enough, as Yuan Jian said, Zheng Junyong of the Seoul District Prosecutor's Office officially took over the case of Anshang Church. The purpose of coming this time is to take away the suspect Wu Dingjun and others, and obtain relevant evidence.

He asked the Jiangnan District Police Department to assist in handling the case and kicked out the serious case group.

After Zheng Junyong and his group left, Song Chengxun stood in front of the desk of Director An Taihe of the Police Department: "Director, is there any other way? You Li and I have been following this case for a long time... that's it..."

An Taihe sighed: "What else can I do? A rule is a rule, neither you nor I can break it."

Song Chengxun pursed his lips and wanted to say something more.

An Taihe stopped him and turned on the phone.

In the special live broadcast jointly conducted by multiple media, Jung Joon Young just walked out of the gate of the Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency.

"Please rest assured citizens, we will do our best to thoroughly investigate this case, impose a fair and just sentence, and give the victim an explanation."

He stood in the middle of the dark crowd, swearing to the surrounding microphones, as if he was really standing in the middle of the sacred legal balance.

Song Chengxun lowered his eyes.

At this moment, a new message alert popped up on An Taihe's cell phone.

Seeing the name of the person who came, he immediately cut off the live broadcast.

Song Chengxun couldn't read the text on the dialog box clearly.

After a while, An Taihe suddenly raised his head, his expression was much more relaxed than before.

"Actually...it's not impossible at all."

"Huh?" Song Chengxun was taken aback.

An Taihe asked: "Are you and Pei Youli responsible for this case together?"

Song Chengxun nodded unconsciously: "Yes."

"Call her, the two of you go out with me," An Taihe got up, "Remember to bring all the case information with you."

He said nothing, but his haste showed that there was hope.

Song Chengxun quickly called Pei Youli.

"..." Pei Youli, who knew what had happened, was a little dazed, "Senior, have you backed up your call records and transaction records?"

"Well, I'll keep it." Song Chengxun understood what she meant and wanted to investigate further. "Wu Dingjun is very cautious. The number used for calls and the account used for transactions are often changed. If you want to know who is involved, you need to analyze deeply."

Pei Youli murmured: "That's okay..."

Saying this is a bit like comforting herself.

The case belongs to the Prosecutor's Office and the Jiangnan District Police Station. If they investigate again, it will be unfair. Even if they find something, the prosecution will be very passive if they don't use it.

"Get ready, I'll go to your house right now, the director said..." Song Chengxun paused, "Maybe we can fight for it again."

Pei Youli let out a "hmm" and hung up the phone.

Li Enhui...should have expected this kind of situation a long time ago, that's why she has been refusing to provide evidence.

She looked at Jiang Ran.

The child is eating strawberries, and one is divided into several bites, being careful and cherishing.

Pei Youli took her to the next door.

"Boom boom boom——"

Sure enough, Bian Boxian was at home.

He was wearing a white T-shirt and black pants, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his smooth nose.

Pei Youli was holding a plate of strawberries, and Jiang Ran looked up eagerly.

Bian Boxian: This scene...he seemed to understand something.

"I take the baby today?"

He cleared his throat and leaned his elbows on the doorjamb.

Pei Youli:? ? ?

These words... are strangely misleading.

"Are you on vacation?"

"Well," Bian Boxian turned his body sideways, signaling Jiang Ran to enter the door, "Are you on a mission?"

"It doesn't count, I have something to do at the moment." Pei Youli handed him the strawberry plate, her eyes focused, "Thank you, Bo Xian."

Her attitude was very solemn, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"Ahem... because it was you and I who helped."

Bian Boxian rubbed his broken hair, his clean cheeks were faintly turning pink, and his clear doggy eyes were erratic.

"I owe you a lot of favors," Pei Youli finally remembered that he was still waiting to be captured, "I will repay you when things are over."

"Well," Bian Boxian didn't refuse, "I'll remember it for you."

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The place where An Taihe brought Song Chengxun and Pei Youli was a golf course.

The emerald green lawn can't be seen, and it is adjacent to the sky blue artificial lake, which is beautiful and fresh.

There were only two men playing on the court.

One is about four or fifty years old, not tall, and slightly fat.

The other was much younger, with handsome eyebrows, a fair complexion, and sharp edges and corners like a knife.

He also wears a pair of glasses, but with a gold wire frame, which looks very refined.

"Mr. Zhang, hello, hello."

With a smile on An Taihe's face, he bent down and held out his hands.

"Ah...Taihe, you are here," the fat man turned around and shook back with one hand, "Who are these two?"

He looked at Song Chengxun and Pei Youli.

Another young man is still playing and seems to be just an outsider.

An Taihe didn't ask further: "These two are my criminal police officers, Song Chengxun and Pei Youli, they were responsible for the Wu Dingjun case."

Song Chengxun and Pei Youli immediately bowed politely: "Hello."

"So that's how it is," Councilor Zhang smiled slightly, "The two are not only capable, but also outstanding in appearance. Does the current selection of criminal police also include appearance?"

An Taihe also laughed, and introduced to Song Chengxun and Pei Youli: "This is Mr. Zhang from Party A."

"Now, the case has been handed over to the prosecution?" Representative Zhang asked with a golf club in his hand.

"Well," An Taihe reported, "I just transferred here today."

He took the simplified version of the information compiled by Pei Youli and handed it to Mr. Zhang.

The latter turned over and frowned gradually: "The evidence is all about Wu Dingjun... Don't you want to continue the investigation? Who are you investigating? There is no specific direction yet?"

"Although there is no direction, but—"

"Have."

Song Chengxun's explanation was suddenly interrupted by Pei Youli.

Mr. Zhang looked at her probingly.

Pei Youli explained softly: "There is a victim who seems to know a lot of things, she said..."

An Taihe encouraged her to speak out with his eyes.

"The victim identified that Congressman Park In-cheol may have something to do with the case of Oh Ding-kyun."

Song Chengxun's pupils flickered, and he turned to look at her in surprise.

The scene suddenly became extremely silent.

After a while, Pei Youli heard the man who had been silent all this time smile slightly: "Continue to investigate."

An Taihe was puzzled: "This is..."

Councilor Zhang's tone became very respectful: "This is Chairman Zheng of the Han Ye Group."

Han Ye, one of the top ten conglomerates in Korea.

An Taihe had never met its top executives, let alone the chairman Zheng Shiyou.

"President Zheng, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Ah."

Zheng Shiyou didn't seem to notice An Taihe's outstretched hand, and his slightly indifferent gaze swept across Song Chengxun and Pei Youli.

"The prosecution will prosecute U Tin Kwan's case in about a month."

"If you want to continue the investigation and bring everyone to justice, you must find evidence of Park In-cheol's collusion with Anshang Church within one month."

Pei Youli raised a question: "What if the prosecution refuses to accept our evidence and only files a lawsuit against Wu Dingjun personally?"

The noble and elegant gold-rimmed glasses refracted a few rays of light, and Zheng Shiyou said firmly: "This will not happen."

He has an innate sense of self-confidence and oppression, which is inexplicably convincing.

Pei Youli thought for a moment, then she replied firmly: "Okay."

Zheng Shiyou took off his gloves, his fingers were slender: "I want to have dinner with my sister at noon, so come here."

The waiter in the distance trotted over to pack things.

Councilor Zhang echoed: "Family matters are important, I will treat you to dinner again when I have time."

Zheng Shiyou nodded slightly, then walked away.

Mr. Zhang and An Taihe hurriedly followed to see them off.

Looking at their backs, Pei Youli suddenly understood the twists and turns.

Although the starting points of these three people are different, they have the same goal in terms of goals.

Party A, represented by Mr. Zhang, wants to seize the handle of the Procuratorate and Party B to promote judicial reform;

Once the power of the prosecutor's office is divided, it will inevitably be transferred to the police department where An Taihe works;

Zheng Shiyou's appearance here means that he supports Party A. As long as Party A's voice increases, the policies formulated by Congress in the future will be beneficial to him.

This is a closed loop that benefits all three parties.

"Youli, you just..." Song Chengxun's voice interrupted her train of thought, "You are too courageous."

Pei Youli smiled slightly: "If you miss the opportunity, you will lose it. You must grasp it well."

Song Chengxun was silent for a while, and agreed: "You are right."

"Pu Renzhe, Park Shiyuan," Pei Youli said softly, "Senior, help me find out the relationship between these two people."