Adult Zone
33. Inspector Dae-Jung

...INSPECTOR DAE-JUNG...

...Written by David Khanz ...

Almost at half-twelve in the evening, Dae-Jung has just arrived home. The tall man slammed the steering wheel of his vehicle to the left, entering the parking lot. For a moment after turning off the engine, he didn't get out immediately. Pay attention to the quiet home first. "Surely Kyung is asleep. It's a pity" Dae-Jung murmured to himself about his wife. "She's been waiting for me to come home for a long time." Then check the row of incoming message notifications on the phone. Including several missed calls from Kyung Soon's number. 'Shit, why hasn't it been heard since?' Then scroll down the screen panel, looking at the image of the locust blocked by the slash. 'Hhmmm, it's worth it.' Dae-Jung. 'Hopefully Kyung isn't angry.'

Slowly Dae-Jung opens the door, rushes out, and closes it again while spawning the automatic lock. Then climb the veranda of the house with steps almost no sound.

Armed with a spare key that is always carried, Dae-Kyung opens the door. It was a bit dim as soon as it started entering the front room. The eyes of this man swept across the entire place. Looking around, there may be a figure of Kyung Soon who is sleeping soundly on the sofa.

Safe. It's empty there.

But a moment later, he stared intently at the kitchen room. Especially the dining table. Some candle sticks light yellowish inside candle holder. Decorated with red flowers, also glasses and bottles of Soju and Bokbunja. The two bowls of munchies that had been cold had not been touched.

‘Pabo yes! Today is our wedding anniversary. Why did I forget? Ah, omo yes! Kyun must be waiting for me for this!’ Several times Dae-Jung cursed to regret himself.

He put the bag on the dining table, then rushed to the bedroom. Right, Kyung Soon is lying there. Still wearing a beautiful maroon dress with a large hemisphere on the chest, until the shoulder level is open. Smooth white calves hanging on the edge of the bed, complete decorated with his favorite high heel.

“Yes, God! Sinned once I let him wait .... “ Dae-Jung intended to take off his wife's shoes, but was restrained upon hearing the shrillness of the woman he loved.

Kyun Soon is awake. His eyes slowly opened. Staring at the figure of Dae-Jun who is still biased in the dimness. “Jung? You it?” tanyanya seraya rise.

“Darling, forgive me. Your phone call I just found out. I forgot, do not reactivate silent mode.” Dae-Jung approaches his wife.

Kyun Soon did not answer. He even yawned wide behind the back of his hand. “Oh, I fell asleep apparently. I'm sorry too, Jung. I thought ... You're not going home tonight.”

Dae-Jung kisses the woman. “I'm guilty, Soon. Didn't report my return.”

Kyun Soon smiled. “It's okay, Jung. I understand your work, really. It's been my risk of becoming a cop's wife.”

“Soon …. “

“Hhmmm?”

Dae-Jung sits next to his wife. Subjugate face, then say, “You have no regrets about meeting me, ‘kan?”

Kyun Soon looked over. “Hei ... What kind of question is that, dear? I never said that, ‘kan?”

The man nodded. “Sure. Because you're too good to me.”

The woman smiled back. He's closing his body. Hugging Dae-Jung from the side tightly. “Because I love you so much, Jung. From the past ... and never stopped until now.”

The man immediately replied. He turned half his seat to hug Kyun Soon face to face. Then he put his kiss gently on the woman's lips, loving. “Me too, dear,” he said after their pagutan detached.

“You hungry?” kyun Soon asked as she rubbed her husband's muscular shoulders. “I made a complete mieyok-guk with his banchan. You wanna try? But ... now it may be cold. Let me warm up first, will you?”

Dae-Jung doesn't answer. He smiled, letting his wife into the kitchen. To be honest, the man was not having a taste for food. Especially it's near midnight. Want to go to sleep immediately after two days of heavy duty roaming. But for the sake of Kyun Soon's happiness, Dae-Jung decides to eat together. Especially this, their first wedding anniversary.

A smile seemed to decorate Kyun Soon's face. Throughout the traditional Korean soup, the eyes of the woman can not be separated to look at the romance of her husband. Even to close the event with Soju and Bokbunja drinks. “For the health and happiness of our marriage, Jung,” said Kyun Soon toast. Dae-Jung welcomes while saying the same sentence.

The celebration party is simple, but memorable and feels special. Drifting together in a warm aroma in the middle of the night to the chanting melody softly. I do not know how many sips of alcohol that entered filled the cavity, until finally the bottle and glass drooped no master on the sofa. Under the influence of Bokbunja's embrace, Kyun Soon wildly shreds her way through Dae-Jung's suit. Two days of longing for a husband figure, making this woman heed herself. While the man was still half cold.

"We'll do it tomorrow .. yes, dear." Dae-Jung dodges as his wife's fingers begin to pry her belt. Kyun Soon was stunned, she asked later, "Why?"

"I'm so tired. Sorry, yeah."

"Even for just this once?" Suddenly the beautiful look turned grim. Dae-Jung bites bibr himself while taking a deep breath. Said the man, "I'm sorry .... "

Kyun Soon threw the body to the side. Removing the clasps on Dae-Jung's waistline. It seems disappointment to him. Then silent in a raging sense that is difficult to stem.

"At least I'd love to sleep tonight in your arms, Jung," Kyun Soon said as Dae-Jung got up to go to his room. The man's movements are restrained. Then reached out with a smothering smile. "Alright .. come on, sleep."

Kyun Soon according to. But without welcoming the swing of the husband's hand hanging empty. First step in the dusk.

"Soon ... " call Dae-Jung to look at his wife's back.

"I'm fine" Kyun Soon said without looking at her for a second. "No need to think about me. Go sleep. Don't you have to go back to work tomorrow?"

A year ago, they had that marriage. Celebration of memories that are expected to go beautifully, it turns out to have to surrender to swallow the disappointment terribly.

Kyun Soon can indeed resume dream knitting, but not in the warm embrace of muscular arms. Even turned to fortify themselves with a stretch of back to the husband. There was no after-conversation, nor wasaac poop. Silence among the stiff aura.

The next day Kyun Soon wakes up alone in a half-open fashion. Looking to the side, Dae-Jung is nowhere to be seen. A piece of paper with an apology.

'Good morning, Honey. I'm sorry if you're no longer with me today. I went in the morning blind, while you were still asleep. There are new cases that need to be dealt with immediately. I hope you can understand him. I'll call you as soon as I get to the office. Happy first wedding day, my dear. From me who loves you ... Jung.'

There was no expression after Kyun Soon read the small note from her husband. The woman just threw a glance at the open window. Notice the lush tall trees towering beside the house. Green soothing. But has not been able to dispel the rain plunge behind the chest.

Things like that aren't the first time they happen. As the wife of a police inspector, Kyun Soon already knows the risks she will face. Often alone, left behind by the husband's duties, lost precious moments in the morning, even forced to willingly swallow a bitter pill like last night. No. gabe. Kyun Soon is not a tear-deaf type of woman. The choice of love he once made for Dae-Jung, is not without reason. At least be able to get a little respect from peers, not as it was felt before as a child.

Since childhood, Kyun Soon has been familiar with the life sphere of Jojik-Polyeokbae or Jopok. Because his father was one of the most feared gangsters in South Korea. Violence, murder, and other criminal acts are not unusual for the woman. Even watching directly in plain sight, when both his parents died horribly slaughtered another mafia group, under the leadership of Soo Yun.

Little Kyun Soon is saved by a married couple who happen to find her drawing a knife covered in blood, after defending themselves from the street rams that were about to rob her. Treated like his own child, and schooled abroad to high stratum. What is the power, people already know the figure of Kyun Soon as the child of a criminal family. The girl also experienced socialization of society.

The sadness grew even more, when both adoptive parents died in a traffic accident.

Running around is now Kyun Soon's life. There is no other option to get out of the pain immediately, except to end life. Unfortunately, his plan is thwarted by a policeman named Dae-Jung. This figure also became a companion of life. Kyun Soon and Dae-Jung fall for each other. The seeds of love, they were made on the wedding altar a few years later, until now.

"Sorry, dear .. This morning I was contacted by my new boss. Can't wake you. That's why I just let it go and give you a little note" Dae-Jung said, fulfilling a promise to his wife.

"I've read it" replied Kyun Soon. "What's the new case?" The woman's voice sounded calm.

"Homicide. You can't wait to hear it, can you?" Dae-Jung chuckles.

"As usual. I'll listen until you're done telling me. Have you arrived at the office?"

"I'm still in Gwangju."

"Gwangju?"

Dae-Jung takes a breath. "Yes, the area around Gwangju. The scene of crime. I'm still investigating the location of the murder with Senior Inspector Yun Hee."

"Yun Hee?" Kyun Soon repeats the name Dae-Jung mentioned just now. Answer the man, "Yes. You know him?"

‘The old maid ... ‘ Kyun Soon said inwardly. ‘Is that true him?’

"Darling? You're still there, ‘kan?" Dae-jung asks. “Halo .. Soon, Darling. Hello?”

Kyun Soon smiled a little. His eyes were circling like he was remembering something while nibbling at the edges of his lips. A moment later he moved. Searching for vehicle keys ….

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Almost at half-twelfth night, Kyun Soon had just arrived home. The maniacal woman slammed the steering wheel of her vehicle to the left, entering the parking lot. For a moment after turning off the engine, he didn't get out immediately. Pay attention to the quiet home first. ‘Jung has gone home apparently?’ kyun Soon muttered in surprise as soon as he saw Dae-Jung's vehicle parked inside the garage. Then grab his phone on the dashboard. Check the notification rows of incoming messages. Includes some missed calls from the same number. Dae-jung.

'Shit, why hasn't it been heard since?' Then scroll down the screen panel, looking at the image of the locust blocked by the slash. 'Hhmmm, it's worth it.' The woman sniffed. 'Hopefully Jung wasn't angry.'

Kyun Soon slowly opens the door, rushes out, and closes it again while stomping on the automatic lock. Then climb the veranda of the house with steps almost no sound. Armed with a spare key that was always carried, he opened the door. It was a bit dim as soon as it started entering the front room. Around the view of the whole place. Seek out. There may be a figure Dae-Jung is sleeping soundly on the sofa. ‘Faith. Empty,’ her inner relief.

Kyun Soon rushed to the bedroom. Justright. Dae-Jung is there. Pink. Wearing a work shirt suit. While half his legs were hanging on the edge of the bed, still in shoes. “Yes, Lord .. has Jung been waiting for me for a long time?“

She intended to take off her husband's shoes, but was restrained upon hearing the sigh of her beloved man.

Dae-Jung wakes. His eyes slowly opened. Staring at Kyun Soon's figure in dimness. “Soon? You it?” tanyanya seraya rise.

“Darling, forgive me for leaving without your knowledge. Your phone call I just found out.”

Dae-Jung approaches his wife. “Where have you been, darling? Today, I deliberately went home earlier than usual. I thought ... You're mad at me.” the question was accompanied by a kiss on Kyun Soon's forehead. “ ... Moreover, you did not pick up my phone call. Why?”

Kyun Soon smiled. “Nothing, Jung. I just forgot to activate my HP voice. I …. ”

“Where to from, Honey? From Vihara again?”

“Jung …. “

“Hhmmm?”

Dae-Jung pulls Kyun Soon's arm to the side. He asked her to sit on the edge of the bed.

“Tonight ... You won't leave me, ‘kan?” ask the woman while bowing her face.

Dae-Jung gasps. Reveal it while reaching for the taut fingers, “Hei, what are you talking about, Sweet Soon? You're disappointed because last night we didn't—“

“Not ... not because of that, Jung. But ... I often feel lonely every time you deal with your job. Murder case again. I was scared ... “ Kyun Soon said. He was reminded of his childhood days that were often familiar with the splash of blood.

“Sayang .. I, ‘kan, have said ... today came home early because my work is done. It's for you too, honey. Last ... uh, why is this with your hand?” Dae-Jung notices a rash on his wife's fingers. Red-red like blisters. Kyun Soon grimaced. “Your hand is injured, Darling.”

The woman hurriedly pulled her arm. “Nothing, Jung. It's just a bruise this morning. I almost hit the wall when I woke up, but the hunt was held by my hand. The result .. yes, like this,” kilah Kyun Soon.

Dae-Jung. Denial then, “No, Soon. It's not an ordinary bruise. I'm sure once.”

“Already, Jung. No need to be concerned. I'm okay anyway, ‘kan?”

“But ...?”

“You've eaten?” kyun Soon asked as she was switching the conversation. Dae-Jung nodded. Answer, “So I cooked. Sorry, my former meal has not been cleared.”

“Let me tidy up now …. “ Kyun Soon got up from sitting down, intending to go to the kitchen space. However, Dae-Jung's actions undo his intentions.

The man's eyes looked at him sharply.

“We continue about last night that did not have time to do,” Dae-Jung invited with a smile.

“Don't be crazy, ah. I haven't had time to shower, Jung,” elak Kyun Soon shy.

“I don't care.”

“Sayang …. “

That night they spent time together. Celebrate the first wedding anniversary on the second day. Making love wholeheartedly without the smell of stinging alcohol. Until then drenched satisfied with sweat.

“Soon darling …. “

“Hhmmm.”

“You haven't heard my story as usual,” said Dae-Jun as he hugged his wife tightly. Tanya Kyun Soon, “What story?”

“The murder case was that morning.”

“O, yes. Tell the. I will listen .... “ said the woman while close the body in the man's arms.

Dae-Jun begins to speak, “Murder of a woman. After further investigation, it turns out that all the clues lead to one person. The culprit was .. the victim's own husband. It's just that, before we caught the man, he we found dead. Though time was questioned, the perpetrator is still in shape.”

“How quickly did you solve the case? It's great.”

Dae-Jung chuckles. “Just what I'm focusing on now is the killer. Who and what is the motive? I really don't understand. Not a trace was left. Except, his body was full of wounds …. “ Dae-Jung stops the story. Then check out Kyun Soon. “Hhmmm, even fall asleep to you, dear. Basis …. ”

Finally, the man closed his eyes. Following Kyun Soon who had fallen asleep first.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Other time ….

“Jung .. Why is the tumben home? Your job is done?” asked Kyun Soon one day.

The man put his briefcase on the table. Reply to him later, “The robber was dead before we ambushed him at his residence. Weird …. “

“Thank God. It means your duty is lighter now and free to be at home with me. I have prepared a special meal for you,” said Kyun Soon with a semi-faced face. “You must be hungry? Come on, we eat.”

“Alright, My dear.”

The next incident was almost the same. Criminal cases that end with the murder of the perpetrators of the crime. Surprisingly, it is difficult for Dae-Jung to get additional evidence on the cases he faces. But on the plus side, the work of men with this field is so light. Back home as usual, there are rarely sudden phone calls, and more time with Kyun Soon.

Until one day, Dae-Jung does not find Kyun Soon at home. The woman who always welcomes his return does not show a nose.

‘Where is my wife? Haven't you come home from the monastery yet?’ inner Dae-Jung wonders. His cell phone is also inactive. This guy is getting nervous. Worried that something might happen to Kyun Soon.

At that moment, his phone suddenly rang. ‘Hhmmm, this must be from Kyun—‘ Dae-Jung Smile and stop. It was not a call from his wife. Except Joo-Won. His men in the office. “Halo, Won ... What is it?”

“Preferably Mr. Inspector comes now also to the current location we are in, Sir,” replied Joo-Won via mobile phone plane.

“We? Where?”

“Ya, we. Me, Joo-Won and .. Senior Inspector .. Yun Hee's mother, sir. Soon ... location we will provide.”

“You're with Ms Yun Hee? What's he doing there?” Dae-Jung rushes into the vehicle. Then move it as fast as possible.

“I came myself too because ... was indeed told by Bu Yun Hee.”

“What? Why don't you call me, anyway?” Dae-Jung begins to wonder.

“Please excuse me, Sir. I just run errands.”

“Alright, stay there. I'll be there soon …. ’

Yes, not until mid-hour, Dae-Jung had already arrived at the location quickly. In front of a rundown house on the outskirts of an urban area. Joo-Won and Yun Hee.

“What is this?”

Joo-Won invites Dae-Jung into the house. “Bapak see for yourself, Mr.”

How surprised the man, because in there appears a figure that he already knows very well, was sitting berserkjor with a bloody wound in the leg.

“Kyun Soon!” dae-jung exclamations are shocking.

That figure is Kyun Soon. She was shocked when she found her husband coming. “Jung …. “

“What is this, honey? What are you doing here?” Dae-Jung hugs his wife. “Say, Honey! Legs hurt. Been shot? Who did it?”

“A-i ... a-i …. “

"Weapons? Since when can you use a weapon, honey? Where'd you get it?" cecar Dae-Jung doesn't believe it.

Kyun Soon shook her head. He refused to answer.

"Who shot my wife, Won?"

"Mrs Yun Hee, sir."

"God .... " Dae-Jung rubs his face. "I'm like I just found my own wife."

"I'm sorry, Jung. I'm doing this, for your sake." The voice of Kyun Soon regretted her actions.

"For me? Hhmmm .... "

"Not this first, the wife of the Father did-" Joo-Won's remarks came to a halt. The hunt was cut firmly his superior. "I heard that. You know where it's from, Won?" Dae-Jung stares furiously at his men. Joo-Won turns to Yun Hee who is outside the room. He replied, "The evidence and files are with Senior Inspector."

"I really don't understand. What evidence and where did he get it?" muttered Dae-Jung thought hard.

"Alright, Jung. No need to argue. I do all this because I want you to always come home on time and have plenty of time for me" Kyun Soon's timpan was accompanied by a pain ringis on her leg. "I'm often lonely because you care more about your job."

"No, Soon. That's not an excuse. I want to know everything. It's a tough case for you, honey," said the man. "Where do you know the information about our DPO targets? All this time I've never told you anything."

Kyun Soon glances briefly at Joo-Won. Men are silent. Then quickly lowered his face as Dae-Jung watched them. "What's going on between you two? You guys are hiding something from me?"

Joo-Won shakes. "No, Sir. I have absolutely nothing to do with Bu Kyun Soon."

"No, Honey. I know him just now. There's nothing I'm hiding from you" Kyun Soon said. Then shuffled while coming back grimacing in pain.

“Yes, God! Quickly call an ambulance, Joo-Won!” yells Dae-Jung in panic. “Med on the way, Sir,” replied Joo-Won confused. "In a moment also .. may arrive."

Dae-jung snorted loudly. "Tell me the truth, what have you been doing all this time, honey?" asked the man between his eyes at Kyun Soon. "I still can't believe it. Even trying to not believe. How did Bu Yun Hee know about your lunge all this time?"

"A-i .. a-i .... "

Suddenly Yun Hee walked into the room. Cold gazing. Look one by one at the people who are there. Especially Kyun Soon. "Leave us both here. I want to talk to him!" Show the woman by moving her chin. Impressed arrogantly and haughty.

Slowly Dae-Jung gets up. Glances at Joo-Won for a moment, then turns to look at Yun Hee. Before leaving the room, this man said slowly to his superior. "I don't know, what's your relationship with my wife this whole time? Even if he's guilty, I have a right to know what kind of case this is. Because aside from being a cop, I'm also her husband."

Yun Hee smiled wryly. "You're threatening me, Jung? We're on duty and I'm your boss" he replied coldly.

"I knew. This is no ordinary case, ma'am," whispered Dae-Jung. "I heard you shot my wife, too, right?"

"Why? You want revenge, Jung? Anyway, I did it according to procedure. Nothing's wrong."

"Okay, we'll continue this conversation later at the office."

"I'm waiting for you in my room, Inspector Jung!"

"Hmmm .... " Dae-Jung starts to step past Yun Hee. But before he got outside, he said again, "Calm down, Soon. I'll help you. No matter what happens, I'll still love you."

Joo-Won follows in the footsteps of his superiors. Go leave Yun Hee alone with Kyun Soon.

After their death, Yun Hee begins to approach Kyun Soon. Crouching next to the woman with a cold look. "How, Soon? You're enjoying all this, aren't you?"

"Other thing you want from me? You have managed to trap me. Now what do you want?" asked Kyun Soon while grimacing.

Yun Hee smiled wryly. "What do I want? How do you think?"

"If I had known that the information I had received from you all along, you would have been the first one I would have taken, Old Virgin!"

"It's stupid of you, Soon. Just as stupid as your family is just the trash of society," Yun Hee said scathingly. "You think by marrying Dae-Jung, your social status will change? Hhmmm? So naive is your life."

Kyun Soon's chest shook. His breath seemed to stifle. "What's the difference with your father who slaughtered my family, Jahanam? Even to clean up your ancestral trash first, you have no shame in hiding behind a law enforcement uniform! It's chic!"

THE PLAQUE!

Kyun Soon rubs her cheeks.

Yun Hee smiled faintly while wiping Kyun Soon's saliva that was popping into her face. "I'll make sure you live longer in prison there, Soon. You know what that means? I'll be free to approach your husband. Bend my knees under my own feet."

"You are indeed a bad woman with no price, Yun Hee! It's chic!"

THE PLAQUE! THE PLAQUE!

Kyun Soon laughed as she rubbed her face. "You think with your slap it's gonna make me shut up? You are mistaken, Yun Hee! I'm used to violence. Death to me is not a scary thing. Not like your cowardly father Soo Yun! Haha."

"Ssttt ... keep your voice down, Soon. It'll be your husband that the cop hears and he knows who you really are. A woman from a begundal family who once killed a street worm, simply for refusing to be invited to sleep together. Then picked up by a pair of old bangka and they also fared the same. Dead woeful. Drama once in your life, Soon."

"At least I can still feel the honor. Rather than incarnate into a spinster like you!"

THE PLAQUE!

Yun Hee slumped back as soon as she saw Kyun Soon was about to retaliate. "It's so arrogant of you, Soon. But it's getting me excited to take Dae-Jung away from you."

"Squeals! You bastard, Yun!"

After wiping away the saliva melts that filled his face, Yun Hee slowly pulled out a gun from behind his waist.

"Good! Kill me right now. Like your father did to my family! Go, do! I'm not scared!"

"You think I'm that stupid, Soon? You are wrong .... "

DOR'S!

"Uuhhhw .... "

"Yun Hee!"

Yun Hee throws her gun into Kyun Soon's hand, then drops into Dae-Jung's wife's lap.

Hearing a gunshot, Dae-Jung and Joo-Won immediately hunt in with a standby pistol.

"Inspector Yun!" scream Joo-Won.

"Darling?" Dae-Jung stupefiedly looks at his wife. "What have you done that?"

Kyun Soon shook her head. "No, Jung. I didn't do anything."

"Calm down, honey. Give me the gun, "pinta Dae-Jung while pointing the gun at his wife, followed by Joo-Won. "Let down your gun, Won. Let me handle it!"

Joo-Won follows orders.

"It's not me, Jung. I didn't shoot him at all!" hysterical Kyun Soon shouted.

"Yes, I believe. Throw that gun at me. You'll feel calm and secure without it, honey. Come on, give it to me right now."

Yun Hee groaned in pain, holding a gunshot wound in her leg. "He attacked me, Jung. Grab a gun and shoot me in the foot. Ahhhh .... "

"No! He lied! I didn't do it!" Kyun Soon is hysterical.

Dae-Jung tries to calm down. "Calm down, Sweet Soon! Control yourself! Throw that gun at me, now!"

Kyun Soon grabbed the weapon that Yun Hee had thrown at her. Take briefly. Suddenly he pointed quickly at the figure near him.

"Don't, Soon! Hold it!"

DOR'S! DOR'S!

Twice the shots he shot into Yun Hee's body.

"Kyun Soon!"

"Inspector Yun!"

Quickly, Dae-Jung hunts down his wife. Take the weapon quickly. "Bring away Inspector Yuh Hee, Won!"

Joo-Won immediately pulls away his superior body from Kyun Soon. The weapon was captured by Dae-Jung. "I'm sorry, honey. I had to do this!" Then handcuffed his wife's hands.

"Take me off, Jung! I'll kill him! He's the one who gave me the inf-"

"Shut up, honey. Whatever you say, will be incriminating evidence and witness in court later. Relax!"

"No! Let me kill that motherfucker! Ahhhhhh!"

"Soon!"

THE PLAQUE!

"Jung?" Kyun Soon looked at her husband. Astounded. Dae-Jung immediately hugs the woman's body. "I'm sorry, honey. I didn't do it on purpose."

"You hurt me, Jung," said Kyun Soon.

"I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry .... "

Unbeknownst to Joo-Won and Dae-Jung, Yun Hee secretly smiles mockingly at Kyun Soon.

"Won, how is Senior Inspector's condition?" ask Dae-Jung. Joo-won replied, "Sir, sir. Bu Yun was not hurt."

"Seriously?"

"Yes. Only got hit by bulletproof vests!" answer Joo-Won.

"Oh, God. Thankfully ... "sigh Dae-Jung was relieved.

Kyun Soon rebelled. Grimacedly staring at Yun Hee filled with hatred. "He planned all of this on purpose! He set me up!"

Dae-Jung quickly calms his wife down. "Calm down, honey. Quiet .... " He whispered as he hugged Kyun Soon, "Don't until she gives a heavy testimony later. I believe in you, Soon."

Kyun Soon finally wants to hear. Slowly he began to calm down. Controlling emotions. "Help me, Jung. I don't want to part with you."

Dae-Jung gently caresses his wife's hair. "Trust me all. Everything's gonna be fine. Because I love you so much."

Ambulances roared in front of the house. Yun Hee immediately gave the order. "Inspector Dae-Jung and Joo-Won. Get the drugs ready and get the officers here right away!"

"Ready on, Mom!" answer Joo-Won.

"Darling, I stayed a while, yeah."

"Don't, Jung!"

"Just a second. You wait here." Dae-Jung catches up with Joo-Won out.

Of course this was used by Yun Hee to mock Kyun Soon. She said, "This is just the beginning, Soon. Next, you'll soon know, how exciting the game is that I've prepared."

"Basic, you devil woman! Jung won't let that happen!" reply Kyun Soon.

"We'll see .... " Yun Hee smiled cunningly.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

A few months later, after Kyun Soon's arrest ....

At half-twelfth night, Dae-Jung arrives home from the office. The tall man slammed the steering wheel of his vehicle to the left, entering the parking lot. For a moment after turning off the engine, he noticed the state of the quiet house. Slowly Dae-Jung opens the door, rushes out, and closes it again while spawning the automatic lock. Then climb the veranda of the house with steps almost no sound. Armed with a spare key that is always carried, Dae-Kyung opens the door. It was a bit dim as soon as it started entering the front room. Then hurry to the bedroom. Someone was lying there. Wearing a beautiful maroon dress with a large hemisphere on the chest, until the shoulder level is open. A smooth white calf hanging on the edge of the bed.

Dae-Jung sits next to him. Look at the figure carefully.

"It's been you, Jung." The figure is awake.

Dae-Jung smiles. "Surely you're waiting for me, aren't you, sweetheart?" tanyanya gently stroked and pulled over the dress that covered part of her legs.

"You want it, Jung?"

Dae-Jung nodded.

"Naiklah .... "

The man immediately went up to the bed. Slowly wiping the body was gently full of charm. Then pull off the breastplate. He crawled. Landing his kiss on the neck area, continue to shrink to the limit of the stomach area. Leaves a shiny trail of tip of the tongue along the movement. For a moment stop there, while dancing a tempestuous granddaughter invites desire.

His fingers began to guerrilla. Unlock the belt installer yourself. Then infiltrate behind the chimpanzee of pants, grasping something long and hard. And ....

DOR'S! DOR'S! DOR'S!

"Abueh ... Jung?" the scream of the figure stared intently at Dae-Jung. "You .... "

"This is what you want, right? I'd be happy to give it to you," said Dae-Jung. Down the bed with swinging arms towards the soso. "This is the bonus .... "

DOR'S!

A perforated makeup is precisely etched red between the two eyebrows. The figure twitched for a moment then fell silent stiff with its mouth gaping wide. Dae-Jung kisses his rifle. "Good night, sweetie."

Casually, Dae-Jung comes out of the bedroom. Stepping towards the parking lot and immediately restarting the vehicle engine.

"We're leaving right now, yeah, honey. Before they find our trail here," Dae-Jung said to the figure sitting next to him.

"As far as you are, dear. What about him inside?" tanyakanya.

Dae-Jung smiles. "I've sent him out with his fucking family first."

"I love you, Jung."

"Me too, honey," said Dae-Jung. Then he glanced back through the rearview mirror, at one other figure who was waiting for orders. " ... and you, do the job as I ordered yesterday."

"Ready, Sir!" replied the figure immediately splashed out of the vehicle.

Dae-Jung starts running his vehicle. Died the parking lot, then stepped on the gas pedal to the squeak tires screamed in the silence of the night. Not half a minute, a huge explosion was heard from the distance behind them.

...EXPIRE...