I Became a Cop in the Superhero Genre

09 : The police in this world are determined to catch the culprit.

Time has passed. The secretary took me somewhere, saying that a more difficult ordeal would be imposed on me because the prayer had failed.

The tan was so bad that he was transported in a van that could not see the outside at all. Are you being kidnapped now? suspected, but

I was convinced that it was a kidnapping because they threw me into a strange training center or a place where I couldn’t tell what it was and took my cell phone.

“If you failed the previous trial, you cannot take the next trial right away. Your soul must be purified. For him, you can consider your sins here for two days.”

The secretary said that to me when I got out of the car and urged me to go inside.

Next to him were two hulking men I had seen before at HQ, sitting silently and threatening.

I was wondering if I should just turn it over and leave when I saw it. Come to think of it, these pups were superpowers too. I can’t win even if I’m such an idiot.

To be honest, as a police officer, it hurts my pride. So, I decided to poke the secretary lightly to relieve this resentment.

“You have to pay to get in here, don’t you?”

“No need. Well, ordinary people who are not superpowers cannot enter this place even if they want to pay.”

“No, the original retreat is a place where you pay money and go through hardships. It’s something that allows the teachers to relax and fills their back pockets while ordering the students to train. Isn’t that the purpose here too?”

“… … What do you think of us?!”

They’re criminals.

Are you swallowing back talk? My body stiffens again as the secretary glares at me with her strangely patterned eyes wide open.

But that didn’t last too long, and the secretary let out a deep sigh and pushed me into the training center.

From the outside, the building was a scruffy place where it wouldn’t be strange if a ghost came out, but once inside, it was a bright, well-decorated and clean place.

The number of floors is about 5 floors. There didn’t seem to be many people, and the building with most of the facilities on the first floor was a common accommodation structure.

As for the peculiarity, there are almost no windows to see outside?

From the outside, there were many windows, but from the inside, there were no windows, as if a temporary wall had been erected on the window side.

Is it a brainwashing facility that is cut off from the outside world? I was amazed to see that there was such a place.

It was clear that there was a child who was naive and studied a lot of ways to bully people. Or maybe there’s an asshole with a Ph. D. who’s supposed to be put in a cell.

I clicked my tongue and headed for them. I headed to the place where I was going to stay for 2 days. I headed to the second floor.

Meanwhile, surveillance cameras are visible throughout the building. People wearing clothes with staff written on them walk around.

good. I confirmed that it was not an atmosphere where I could easily escape or check the room.

Even when I went to my room, it was a place that represented the purpose of the building as it is.

All locks can be locked from the outside. The window was in a position where it was impossible to reach even if it was more than two meters, and the window was only about the size of three fingers.

If there were no beds and desks in the room, it would be the same place that would be mistaken for a solitary cell in a prison.

Where the hell did these bastards find this building? I was genuinely curious.

“Can I stay here for two days?”

“yes. It is a place where people who have difficulties in life after becoming supernatural powers, or those who need to isolate themselves from society for a while due to difficulties in controlling their abilities.”

“Originally, you, an ordinary ‘human’, cannot come here, but the CEO allowed you, as a detective, to come here as well, saying that he wanted to give you a correct understanding of psychic powers. So don’t be rash, and in that grace-“

“Can I order some chicken?”

“Oh really! How can such a crazy person be called the Integrity Police?! Do you have a bag behind you?!”

If so, would I do this shit?

I cut off the bullshit I was doing while setting the mood and asked the most important question, but why is there such a reaction?

The secretary laughed at my anger and I lay down on the bed in the room.

The secretary twisted her face a lot, then seemed to have given up, threw a piece of paper to follow the written schedule and left.

A thud, the door closing. The crackling sound of high heels resounded, then slowly faded away.

I checked that there was no presence outside the door, and checked to see if there was a camera or microphone in the room.

Fortunately, I didn’t see anything like that. Only then did I check the schedule the secretary had left behind.

There wouldn’t be a need to leave a schedule like this if the purpose was to lock people up in a place like this and make them nervous.

Puzzled, I checked the schedule, and then I let out a blank laugh.

Except for the time to eat and sleep, the schedule was filled with something strange called mind and body training.

It seemed that even a healthy person would go crazy in a week if they followed this chart.

But the question is- Did bastard Park Jeong-hoon put me here because he thought I would be brainwashed in just two days? My head goes crazy in a week, so I want to be able to do that, but only two days?

I was thinking while lying on the bed that was so hard that my back hurt. It was only after he was taken to the auditorium for his mind and body training that he realized his purpose.

“- The lives of us psychics are miserable. Both adults and children are mercilessly trampled and exposed to discrimination, oppression, and violence simply because they have become psychics!

Police too! Government too! Nobody helps us! But everyone!”

Standing at the front of the auditorium, Park Jeong-hoon shouted out with emotion as if he were playing an opera, then stopped talking with his fists shaking.

In addition to me, about 3 to 40 psychics of various appearances were staring blankly at Park Jung-hoon’s words with faces as if possessed by a ghost.

People who focus on Park Jung-hoon’s next words as if this guy’s psychic powers are not a passing off, but a speech.

What does Park Jung-hoon say? Everyone watched his movements.

In the auditorium where not even the sound of saliva dripping could be heard, Park Jeong-hoon was silent, clenched fists and trembling, then opened his mouth.

“The psychic powers we have are unknown areas where little has been revealed yet. Our capabilities continue to grow. As time goes by, powerful supernatural powers appear! The number of psychics is still increasing!”

“That’s right. One day we will outnumber them! today! just now! As long as you endure this moment! We will get our rightful rights back!

We will be able to repay them for all the sorrow we have suffered! For our future! In preparation for the day we will meet! We must persevere! together!!”

oh this kid I’m talking about turning everything upside down.

Speech talking about revenge and hate, along with the difference between psychic and non-psychic, was frowned upon.

However, at Park Jung-hoon’s words, people cheered and clapped, and among them, I saw people shedding tears.

It was a confusing sight whether this place was a civic group or a human-centered pseudo-religion that had been destroyed before.

It was disgusting because it was unpleasant. Looking at the clothes of the casually gathered people, the people gathered here seemed to be people who did not seem to have a very affluent life.

But the bruises and wounds on people’s faces were a simple explanation of how they got here.

And just knowing the true nature of the people who were being used by Park Jung-hoon’s words was shitty enough, but there was something more shitty.

“Then- let me introduce you to the two new people joining us today. One is not our compatriots, but he heard our will and came to us saying that he wanted to help us.

Some of you may already know. This is Detective Lee Moon-soo from the police!”

That’s why this bastard brought me here.

You bastard dragged me in front of these people and put me here to use as a lieutenant or insult or whatever.

If you listen to Park Jeong-hoon’s speech, all the people who have come this far must have experienced unreasonable things, but have not received help from anyone, let alone the police.

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Just because he’s superpowered. I know there are people like that, and I’ve seen them myself.

Seeing with my own eyes such pitiful people gathered and being made fun of by these bastards’ flattering words, I was deeply saddened.

Park Jung-hoon pulls me in front of the podium, who was standing next to me. People’s eyes gather.

There was something like hostility, hatred, or disgust mixed in that gaze. Feeling moved by Park Jung-hoon’s words, it seemed that he harbored, consciously or unconsciously, aversion towards me as a non-psychic.

Or maybe he’s looking that way because he’s a ‘police’. I stood in front of the auditorium with a bitter taste on the tip of my tongue.

After standing in front of him, I nervously asked Park Jung-hoon what he should do.

If I open my mouth right now, honestly, I don’t think anything good will come out, so I just wanted to shut it up, but Park Jung-hoon smiled and said softly as if he was having fun seeing me like that.

“At least say words of comfort for those in need. Good deeds accumulate the more you do them. If you do that- won’t the delusion in you disappear a little bit?”

Is this bastard threatening you with this?

I somehow endured the distorted face and maintained an expressionless face.

The moment you open your mouth to comfort people like that, the only thing that comes back is booing and cursing.

It’s normal for the police to curse at me, but it feels really bad to ask me to just curse at them.

I bit my lip while watching the people glaring at me in front of the podium, and I decided to just say something instead of the comforting words this bastard wanted.

It’s a choice to not say anything in order to fight here, but I’m not quarreling at this timing. Sifal.

“hello. My name is Moonsoo Lee. It’s a detective. I am-“

“I heard good things. thank you Detective Lee Moon-soo. Huhuhu, the detective’s words were very touching.”

Is this chewy?

You haven’t even started talking yet, but you’re a bastard Park Jung-hoon who grinds out his closing remarks on his own.

Even the people sitting there applauded and responded with a pitch asking me to get out of my seat right away.

Are these people making fun of people as a group now? I tried to glare at Park Jung-hoon with ferocious eyes. However, my eyes found a thick fog hanging over the ceiling of the auditorium.

Could there ever be such a fog in a room like this? No, there are various psychic people gathered, but it is nothing more than fog.

Thinking so, I tried to go back to my seat. Suddenly, I felt something catch in my head.

Didn’t Park Jung-hoon say ‘two people’ when talking about the people who were supposed to be together?

In the part where they described me as someone who was with them, I was so offended that I passed it over for a moment. But in front of this auditorium, there was no one else to be seen other than me.

who else is there? As I moved my neck and looked around, Junghoon Park continued talking while ignoring me.

“Let me introduce you! politician! A symbol of justice that will surely punish those who commit crimes regardless of chaebol!

bewitched people! The strongest psychic that even New Hope couldn’t take down! Introducing our hero Goblin!”

– what?

Park Jung-hoon flapped his wings once, and at the moment someone appeared in front of Park Jung-hoon.

A goblin with a familiar look, wearing a goblin mask in a white triple-gown, and holding a danso in his hand. That guy appeared according to Park Jung-hoon’s words.

“Those who know will know. He’s been watching over us and helping us all this time, but he hasn’t officially joined us!

But today! Dokkaebi finally made up his mind and said he would agree with us! He said he wanted to meet you in person, so he came here to help those who have gone through injustice!

What a hero this is! We will do our best for a brighter tomorrow with Goblin!”

“Oooh!!!”

At Park Jung-hoon’s words, the people gathered began to clap along with thunderous cheers.

In the world, unlike the Justice and other fools, the image of a goblin like a judge who punishes only the real wicked is with them, which means that they are justice.

I rubbed my chin, feeling a little strange going on.

It was already expected that the goblin was involved in this for whatever reason.

But what is it that appears when I am here at such good timing? There is no benefit to Park Jung-hoon’s kid by letting me meet the goblin.

And if you listen to that, it seems that the goblin came here on purpose- can he find out that I am here so easily?

As long as they are forcibly bound here, the goblins will not be very free.

Thanks to his ability, he can fool people and walk around, but unless Park Jeong-hoon is an idiot, he will mark the goblins and prevent them from moving easily.

But for whatever reason, it appears here where I am? It is impossible without a third party handing over information about me.

Who really gave the information to the goblin? What popped into my mind was the demon between them.

I gritted my teeth at the fact that I couldn’t even ask for help from this guy in the worst case, and looked at his goblin mask.