The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth

Chapter 31.3

Chapter 31.3

Sae-Boms Tracks (3)

Have I really come to the right place?

Windows that showed no signs of maintenance and crumbling cement walls.

Although the mailbox definitely had World Own Entertainment written on it

For now, I parked my car and headed up to the building.

Excuse me.

I opened the door and headed in.

Unlike the one at The Star Entertainment, this office was utterly desolate.

Of course there werent any awards or trophies, but I couldnt even see any photos of the companys celebrities.

From the name of the company to its public appearance.

Everything was giving me a sense of deja-vu.

This was definitely-

Who might you be?

At that moment, the employee sitting at the desk stood up and asked me for my identity.

You could tell that they usually didnt get many guests, as his eyes showed that he was flustered.

And it seemed like he was a foreigner, as his pronunciation was a little slurred.

Just then, the door to the presidents office opened and a middle-aged man walked out.

He was holding a large briefcase in his hand.

Although it was still midday, it looked like he was already getting off work.

Ah, President-nim. It looks like a customer has arrived.

Customer? What kind?

He scanned me from head to toe before tilting his head to the side.

Are you here for an audition? Your features are pretty good. Just leave your profile with us and go. And dont come back to our company without permission. Ahem.

As he tried to leave, I stepped in his path and took out my police badge.

Im not here for that sort of thing. I am a police officer. Please give me some of your time. Since you havent been answering any calls, Ive come to find you in person.

The man panicked and stepped back slightly.

Although Im not sure whats going on, Im afraid that I have to leave on a business trip immediately Please, lets see each other next time.

With that, he handed me his business card.

World Own Entertainment President Myeong Bo-Hoon

However I didnt step aside.

As it happens, Im also one hell of a busy guy. Ill keep it short, so give me some of your time. Or would you rather come with me to the police station on charges of prostitution and drug trafficking?

Myeong Bo-Hoon frowned and checked his watch.

It seemed that the business trip wasnt just an excuse.

He turned and opened the door to his office, as if inviting me to head in.

Then he vented his anger at his employee who was still standing at the desk.

Were fine without tea, so dont you dare come in.

He also made sure to say that no other visitors were allowed.

When we entered his office, he sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs arrogantly.

Whether its prostitution or drug trafficking, that sort of talk will damage my good reputation. Hasnt the investigation been concluded? Ji-Young participated in that party on her own volition. Weve also suffered a lot because of her.

Is that so? But she told me it was all because of her president.

At my words, Myeong Bo-Hoon laughed in disbelief.

She said that? She has no grounds to say such a thing.

Something about his tone suggested that he was certain about this.

But we even have a recording.

With these words, I cut him off at the knees.

It wasnt even a lie.

Since everything she had said about the president and her debut was faithfully recorded over the radio.

However, this company

I stood up from my seat and slowly turned to look around the presidents office.

So I had an old building with foreign employees, a company name that seemed familiar, and a president who appeared to be involved with a drug ring.

No matter how you look at it, this company doesnt appear to be an entertainment company, so just what kind of projects are you really involved in?

What are you trying to pull now? Didnt you say that you were going to ask me something. Enough. It looks like you dont actually have anything important to say to me.

Myeong Bo-Hoon rose from his seat while grumbling in displeasure.

As he opened the door to leave,

Bang!

I kicked the door closed, barring his exit.

What the-!

While staring daggers at the disgusting Myeong Bo-Hoon, I muttered.

You. Youre part of Quodu, right.

Quodu.

It was a name derived from the Chinese word Quo-du-i(), which meant an expedition team.

It was an organization that served as an intermediary for sex-trafficking overseas, especially in China, and it had become a hot topic after it was revealed that it had been operating in Korea under the guise of an entertainment agency.

This was after dozens of Koreans had been executed in China for their involvement in the drug trade, and there had been a lot of buzz about extradition.

W-what are you talking about?

Myeong Bo-Hoons face went deathly pale as he shook his head.

Just by looking at this guys reaction and the state of this company, hes definitely part of Quodu.

However there was something I didnt understand.