How far is it? (3)

Choi Dong-cheol approached him who was spitting on the floor.

Irezumi tattoos were all over his wrists.

He appeared to be in his early 20’s.

“Can I borrow a lighter?”

In response to Choi Dong-cheol’s question, he held out his lighter.

“thank you. uh? Ai, where have you been?”

Choi Dong-chul, who was rummaging through his pants pockets and inside pockets, made a laugh.

“Oh, it looks like you spilled a cigarette here. Can I borrow a cigarette’s worth?”

He looked at Choi Dong-chul as if there were all these guys, then handed him a cigarette.

Then, as if ignoring him, he spat out the words.

“Life is so easy.”

“thank you.”

Choi Dong-chul lit a cigarette in his mouth.

profit-

“Coke! Coke!”

Choi Dong-chul frowned, dropped his cigarette and rubbed it off with his foot.

“Why are you smoking this? unwell.”

Seeing this, the man crumpled his face.

“What are you doing now? Do you want to go back?”

Choi Dong-cheol grinned.

“Whatever, it’s harmful to the body, so you’re trying to make me smoke less.”

“You crazy bastard.”

He got off the motorcycle and stood in front of Choi Dong-cheol.

“Where is this crazy bastard going to have a fight…”

Choi Dong-chul suddenly put his arm around his shoulder as if putting a shoulder strap on him.

“I’m not arguing, let’s ask one thing.”

He strained his body to shake off Choi Dong-cheol.

But only moans came out of his mouth.

“What are you doing… ah ah.”

Choi Dong-cheol’s hand shrunk as if his shoulders were compressed.

“Ah, why are you like that? aaah, why are you like that? why···.”

He had no choice but to move on tiptoe as Choi Dong-chul led him.

“It’s because my brother has something to ask.”

“Aagh! town!”

Choi Dong-chul covered his mouth with his hand when he was about to shout.

As the eyes of the people walking by turned to each other, Choi Dong-chul smiled kindly.

“I am a brother. older brother. My brother ran away from home, look at his good vocalization. can you sing? yes?”

Choi Dong-chul eventually shoved him into a van.

He was taken by surprise when he was forced to board the van.

“What the f*ck!? Who are you!”

A bald-headed Korean-Chinese and a strange man.

identity could not be ascertained.

Park Jong-min laughed terribly.

“You look cute. What is your blood type?”

No matter how popular he is among his friends, a large man blocking the car door and a Korean-Chinese glaring at him.

I couldn’t help but wake up.

That’s why I’m asking about blood type.

“who! who are you!?”

“What is your blood type?”

Dongchul Choi said.

“These people are scary people. So, you should answer the question well. Understand?”

“No, I… Help me. I am a person who lives. When I’m gone, my older brothers…”

Choi Dong-cheol laughed and cut off his words.

“Because we’ll do our best so you don’t worry about your older brothers. You don’t have to worry about that.”

“Sah, save me. Help me!”

Park Jong-min looked at the team leader.

“Dr. Jang, it’s noisy. Shall we just go to sleep?”

“I have that family! please save me Yes!? Please like this. please···.”

Dongchul Choi said.

“You say you have a family?”

Park Jong-min rubbed his bald head.

“Then should I let you go?”

Tears welled up in his eyes, he said frantically.

“I would really appreciate it if you could send it. I will not forget grace.”

Choi Dong-chul put his arm around his shoulder.

“What grace is, we only need money. Is there someone in your family who borrowed money from us and swindled it? But I don’t know where the bastard is.”

“Eh, money?”

“Yeah, but isn’t it easy to find? So I’m just going to play with your eyes and organs…”

His pupils trembled like an earthquake.

“That person was at fault, so why is the name of the person who borrowed money from me!? I can tell you.”

“I don’t know the name.”

“Yes?”

“I don’t know your name.”

His head stopped working for a moment.

Choi Dong-chul continued.

“I can tell by looking at your face, how? Can you show your face?”

He spat out whatever came to his mind.

“Shall we call all the cardmen here?”

Park Jong-min looked into his eyes and shook his head slowly, and Choi Dong-cheol said.

“I saw it all before. Do you ever live in a dorm?”

“ah! Yeah! I have a picture. Wait a minute.”

He quickly took out his phone and entered the photo album.

“You have to see it in real life.”

“Yes?”

“Hey, how well the app is doing these days, don’t you know I’m being photographed as a completely different person?”

“It’s not like that…”

Park Jong-min created an earthworm on his forehead.

“This bastard…”

“The accommodation is close to here. So close!”

“yes? Then why don’t you go there?”

“Yeah! I will lead the way with my motorcycle.”

“This bastard…”

he hastily changed his words.

“You can turn left at that light.”

Booung-

Shin-hyeok, who had been out since the start of the van, asked Soo-jeong Lee.

Shin Hyuk was wearing jeans and a hat.

“Are you okay?”

“It’s work, but what can’t be okay? Rather, how am I now?”

Sujeong Lee ran her hand through her hair as if she were filming a shampoo commercial.

“I think you’ll be welcome with open arms.”

Sujeong Lee nodded as if she knew that.

“Mr. Shin Hyuk has an eye for seeing. Very accurate. The snow is too high, so it’s a mask.”

Shin Hyuk answered in a daze.

“It is.”

“I will be back.”

After lightly waving her hand at Shin Hyuk, Sujeong Lee headed straight for the alley leading to the brothel.

The place she was heading to was the business where Choi Dong-chul had entered and exited.

It was to get some more information.

As Shin Hyuk saw Lee Soo-jeong turn around the corner and disappear, he began to move as well.

* * *

The gazes of the drunken people and the men who were walking as if choosing a place were sticky to Lee Soo-jeong.

Lee Soo-jung, who walked lightly ignoring their gaze, was able to arrive at the store where Choi Dong-cheol had entered.

The two women sitting on the glass panes looked at Lee Soo-jeong and muttered with their brows together.

“What is unlucky?”

Lee Soo-jung opened the door without hesitation and went inside.

a woman asked pointedly.

“What are you doing?”

Lee Soo-jung answered lightly.

“I want to do an interview.”

She looked up and down at Lee Soo-jeong, then turned her head and said.

“Mom, they said they came for an interview.”

Saying that, she turned her gaze to her phone.

Then a middle-aged woman in her early 50s came out.

In an instant, the middle-aged woman’s eyes widened slightly.

Her face was remarkably pretty.

But that surprise was short-lived.

“Come in.”

Lee Soo-jung followed her inside.

I saw a passageway with visits on both sides like a gosiwon.

A groan was heard intermittently.

The middle-aged woman guided Soo-jeong Lee to the next room located near the entrance.

The room was larger than the kosiwon, but narrow.

A bed, a TV, and a table filled the space.

“Sit there.”

As Sujeong Lee sat down, a middle-aged woman held out a can of beverage from a small refrigerator.

“thank you.”

“Where is your sister from?”

Lee Soo-jeong leaked appropriate information and waited for her to bite.

“I was in Seoul.”

“Tempro?”

asked

“Yeah.”

“How old are you?”

“I am 25 years old.”

“Don’t age yourself.”

“28.”

The middle-aged woman nodded in agreement.

“Did you run out of money after miking and diving?”

Soo-jung Lee smiled bitterly.

“Will it be a problem at work?”

“no? 100,000 won in 20 minutes, 6 to 4. Sister 6, store 4.”

Lee Soo-jung pretended to be slightly worried.

Then the middle-aged woman said.

“Even if we go somewhere else, it’s all the same.”

“Couldn’t it be 7 to 3? Even if it’s like this…”

The middle-aged woman shook her head and cut it off.

“No.”

“All right.”

As Lee Soo-jung tried to get up right away, the middle-aged woman laughed.

“She is an impatient sister. Okay 7 to 3. Can I tell the other sisters?”

Ichigo nodded her head.

“Have you ever been out the second time?”

“of course.”

“When can I go to work?”

“I think it will be possible in two days.”

“Um… can I take the money? Aren’t you in a hurry?”

Ichigo smiled lightly.

It’s a trap.

Getting money and making it impossible to escape is the same no matter which area you go to.

“Yeah. I think it will be fine.”

“Oh, do you have insurance?”

“Insurance? Yes, I have one Silbi…”

“Good. You have to have whole life insurance to work here. Isn’t it better to have it than not to have it? 300,000 won. It is not a burden.”

“Yeah?”

“The store across from ours is run by the wife of a former police chief. His wife also insured it. you know what i mean You have to listen to it to work here.”

Ichigo laughed inwardly.

They’re talking sh*t very openly.

If you have insurance, you won’t get caught.

300,000 won, special contracts were sold and eaten.

The behavior of the guy who served as the chief of the police station continued even after returning the badge.

“Well, it’s not a burden of money.”

“Give me your phone number.”

A middle-aged woman lifted her cell phone.

“A number?”

“On public holidays…”

When Sujeong Lee called her number, she took the number.

And pressed the call button.

Woo-woo-woo-

When Sujeong Lee’s cell phone vibrated, she hung up the phone.

“Because this is a regular restaurant. I’ll stop by the public health center tomorrow and get tested, and I’ll get my health certificate in a week. I also took out the copy. Um…, do you have any questions?”

“Can I set a break time?”

“Then, it’s up to you.”

It will be a lie.

They’ll try to roll it for whatever reason.

“Yeah. Then I’ll see you in two days.”

“Yeah, I thought you were in a hurry, so I did it 7 to 3. be sure to come I’ll treat you well.”

“Yeah. I’ll go to work then.”

“It would be nice to start working right now.”

“I have something to pack.”

“Or you can just come in and stay. Isn’t it nice to save on rent?”

At the end of the horse trying to catch it somehow, Lee Soo-jeong wanted to overturn the investigation and everything, but she held back.

“I’ll see you in two days.”

“okay. I’ll call you.”

“Yeah. work hard.”

The middle-aged woman, who fixed her eyes on the place where Lee Soo-jung had escaped, called somewhere.

“Yeah, it’s me uncle, I’ll give you a phone number. Just give me some identification information.”

that time.

Choi Dong-chul, who put his arm around the shoulder of the man with the tattoo Irezumi, said while looking at the old villa.

“Are you here?”

“Yeah. You should be inside by this time.”

“let’s go.”

Choi Dong-cheol went up to the third floor.

Park Jong-min followed.

Eventually, Choi Dong-cheol arrived at the door and winked at the door lock.

“what are you doing? open it.”

“Ah yes.”

belt. belt. belt. belt. belt.

With the sound of the lock unlocking, Choi Dong-cheol entered the front door with the man with the tattoo in front.

The view of the living room immediately caught my eye.

Two men wearing only shorts and full of tattoos were eating ramen.

They turned their heads to Choi Dong-cheol.

Choi Dong-cheol smiled.

“These kids are doing well. I also put eggs in ramen and eat it .”