Sense

The police rushed out of the emergency room.

Yoon Joong-gi, who was helping Dowook back up, spoke to the Seodaemun-gu police officers who were just approaching.

"I'm Lieutenant Yoon Joong-gi from the Investigation team. I'm done suppressing them."

"Who is this guy? There are so many police officers, why are you using a weapon?"

"I think the Namyeong faction's rival entertainment organization, Chunsik faction, sent a warning. Please arrest and investigate immediately and report it to the Investigation Team Captain Oh. He's in the underground parking lot."

Yoon Joong-gi, who quietly watched the police disappear with the guy who caused the disturbance, turned to Dowook.

"Doctor. My biggest wish for the past six months has been to catch the financial criminal named Heogi-poong and put him behind bars. I think the final clue is here. I'm sure you were surprised, but can you continue to help me?"

Dowook looked at his hands that were still tingling with the lingering sense that he used to overpower his opponent.

This detective’s sense was infusing his heart with something that could perfectly be expressed with the word ‘passion.’

"You have to catch bad guys. Let's go."

Yoon Joong-gi, who saw Dowook step up, smiled and followed.

The guy next to Muk-ho asked him, who looked blankly at the two, a doctor and a detective, walking together.

"What about us, Muk-ho hyung-nim?"

"What do you mean? You have to get in first. That detective was from the Investigation Team. It means that it will never end if you don't catch the culprit. Min-gyu, you should tell Dooyoung hyung-nim about the situation right away. He went to take an MR or something a while ago.”

The three people also entered the emergency center.

Dowook stood in the middle of the emergency center and was lost in thought.

"You need evidence to catch the suspect, and you need to confirm that it’s the suspect to be arrested in reality.’

Even if the criminal whose sense he’d received earlier was found, simply chasing in that direction was not going to help. But accurately explaining this principle to Officer Yoon was not possible.

‘I can use a special sense. So I found it.’

If he said this at the police station, he may be fined for blabbing nonsense.

"Detective, please put it here."

Dowook put Yoon Joong-gi's laptop on the cart and opened it with a look. Perhaps the culprit reacted to this earlier.

On the automatically powered-on screen, an unfamiliar screen of a cryptocurrency OS, not a typical Windows OS, emerged.

‘Come here, sense.’

Dowook put his hand on the laptop carefully, conscious of his surroundings.

Tingle.

There was definitely a reaction. He secretly looked around to see where it came from, but it was not easy to track the route in the crowded emergency room that was filled with more people than before.

There was no reason to overdo it when it was hard to find even if he looked carefully.

"So, do you think you can log in like before? The forensics representative will arrive in about 20 minutes."

"I think it's possible."

Dowook pointed to the direction of the emergency center's medical office because it was not necessary to show all of this to the criminal.

"Let's finish it inside."

"Patient. Are there any problems?"

The baseball cap man nodded at the nurse's question.

"I'll slow down the fluid. Your body temperature and blood pressure are all stable."

After the nurse who touched the fluid control device connected to the forearm disappeared, the baseball cap's eyes turned towards the center.

A detective holding a laptop was walking in.

The baseball cap man, holding the cell phone in his hand, attempted to contact the troubleshooter.

[Where is it?]

[Found it. At the 9 o'clock direction]

The baseball cap's gaze turned left when he saw the text. Thirty meters ahead. A solid man in a doctor's gown nodded very slightly.

[Evidence disappears only when we get back the laptop. Remote removal command doesn't work.]

[Check]

The troubleshooter moved in the direction that the detective disappeared.

Tap tap ta-tap tap.

Yoon Joong-gi, who had been watching Dowook move his fingers quickly, unknowingly exclaimed.

"I guess you have to do everything well to become a doctor these days."

"What?"

"How can you do this in a flash? You’re also very athletic."

Unable to say that this was all thanks to the criminal and the detective, Dowook displayed a cryptocurrency wallet on the laptop screen.

The biggest clue in the fight between criminals and detectives had emerged.

"It's done."

"Good! Thank you, doctor!"

"It was nothing"

Would the suspect in there know that he was chased by using his own talent? Dowook was surprised that he could use the special sense in completely unexpected places.

"I think something will come out when the forensics staff arrives."

The same screen as before, but the number unit of bit lanes had changed considerably.

《Bitrain possessed: 162,092 》

About 20,000 won down. In terms of value, 1.1 billion won disappeared in an hour.

As soon as Dowook recognized it, his finger moved to enter the cryptographic protocol language.

A new window called "Coin Blender" emerged, and it was revealed that the unit system of 20,000 little coins, which disappeared, was being transmitted in installments to other cryptocurrency tokens.

Bitrain was being cut off, and Little Coin was gradually increasing.

"What? What's this?"

"I don't know exactly either."

Although his hands knew, but the blank feeling in his head was more than when he used mathematical formulas by himself. It seemed to be because it was a totally unfamiliar field.

Dowook was focused on the screen as much as possible. Yoon Joong-gi bounced his finger while thinking hard next to him.

"Doctor. From what I heard from the captain, the suspect does money laundering with a method called mixing, and he said that the coins are mixed into different types and finally delivered to the customer. If you dig into it the other way around, you'll find the person who first entered this coin fund…….”

Knock, knock.

The door of the medical office opened and an intern pushed his head in.

"Is the detective here?"

"It's me. What's wrong?"

"The investigation team leader, who was brought earlier, is in the operating room, and he is urgently looking for you."

"Is he awake?"

Yoon Joong-gi, whose face became brighter, jumped to his feet.

"Doctor, I'll be back after meeting the captain. I need to report the progress of the investigation and check the status."

"Go ahead."

Yoon Joong-gi disappeared, and Dowook deeply recalled the concept of backtracking that he had just heard.

"Will it work?"

Tap tap.

When Dowook typed in the code, the ‘Coin Blender’ window popped up again, and information on the currency before Bitrain was now zero.

"Oh, it's simple. If it's like this…….”

Click.

He heard the sound of the door closing so Dowook turned around.

"Intern, why are you standing like that? What's wrong?”

"It's nothing."

"You don't have to look at me in a weird way. I'm the same age as Chang Soo, the resident chief of the medical office. Ah, Chang Soo is not the chief anymore. Do you know who became the chief of the emergency department?"

"That's…."

The intern's movement to gradually narrow the distance between them was a little strange.

Tingle.

A strange sensation swirled around his hands and feet. Since there were only two of them in the room, Dowook could confirm that this was that intern's sense.

‘What is it? I don't think it's a sense related to medicine.’

Dowook looked at the ID card that the intern had put in his middle pocket.

Upside down, the picture was invisible. No matter how much the intern who had endured for the past year in the hospital was about to finish his term, that was completely rude…….

Suddenly, Dowook got goosebumps on his forearms.

The fact that an intern suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, who received a sense but was not a doctor or an intern. It was so weird.

"Intern Ha Sang Joong."

"Yes?"

"Can you call the head nurse of the emergency room?”

Standing 3m ahead, the intern was not listening to his senior, who had four years of experience. Even though he was called by a completely different name from the name written on the ID card.

‘Fake?’

The man across from him was a fake doctor.

The fake intern, who was looking at Dowook’s expression, rushed out of nowhere. Startled by the speed, Dowook tried to dodge away but his body reacted the other way.

His fist stretched out as it was, aiming for the fake intern. Besides, it wasn't even a normal fist.

Weaving his upper body followed by a right hook.

"Huh!"

He was also surprised to hit his opponent's side, but his opponent, though surprised, managed to avoid it.

Dowook groaned automatically at the pain of hitting an iron ball.

"Who are you?"

The fake intern, who saw Dowook getting into the boxing position, smiled suspiciously and attacked. This time, it was a proper step.

Dowook realized at this moment. What the fake doctor's sense was.

Swoosh!

The opponent's fist, which was certain to make him pass out if it hit, brushed the tip of his chin. Dowook side stepped with both arms guarding his face, and he punched a couple of times toward the opponent's abdomen.

The fake intern's body was extremely hard.

While shuddering at the pain, a murmur arrived from outside.

"Here…"

The fake intern hit the shoulder of Dowook as he shouted for help. Dowook was sent flying due to the difference in muscle strength and landed on the floor of the medical office.

"Ugh…"

The fake intern took the laptop on the table, put it in a secret chest pocket, and ran outside.

Muk-ho and his friends, who were walking side by side with bread in their mouths and drinks in one hand, saw the door of the staff room door bang open, and their eyes grew bigger when they saw the fake intern running out like lightning.

"What's that?"

Dowook shouted at the two large guys seen outside.

"Get him! Get him!"

Muk-ho, who threw a can of beverage at his opponent, blocked the fake intern. The others also reached out to catch the fake intern.

Swish, swish.

Avoiding the attacks with light movements and taking a few steps back, the fake intern was cornered against a wall.

A two-pronged attack.

Realizing that he couldn't just pass by, the fake intern took a boxing step with a bouncy rhythm.

Muk-ho, who gulped down the bread he was chewing, laughed.

"What are you? Are you a professional player? What organization is it? It doesn't look like Lottery Tickets."

The fake intern stretched his fist without answering.

Muk-ho, who was hit by the fake intern twice, approached and held onto the fake intern.

"This is itchy compared to the big doctor hyung-nim's hand. Woongman, what are you doing?"

Another guy tried to hold down an arm from behind the fake intern.

The fake intern twisted his fist and hit the tip of Muk-ho's chin strongly.

Muk-ho's eyes were on the verge of losing consciousness due to an elaborate hit.

"You little punk!"

The same blow flew from the guy in the back.

The moment the fake intern, who quickly overpowered the two with different weight classes, was about to escape.

Bang!

Dowook, who came out of the medical office late, hit the chair he brought to the back of the fake intern's head.

And sent a one-two to his chin.

The fake intern also collapsed on the floor due to the blows.

"Heuk. Heuk."

Dowook’s whole body was sore and his fists tingled, but he immediately checked to see how the fake intern was doing.

"Ow, ow. My chin."

Muk-ho, who managed to withstand the pain just before he passed out, was surprised to see Dowook looking at the pupils of the fake intern with a pen light.

"Oi, doctor hyung."

"Are you okay?"

"Right now… What are you doing?”

"This person is in a stupor. I think his neck nerves are a little twisted. I need to put on a brace."

Beating a guy up and then treating him was a terrifying form of violence that Muk-ho had never seen in his 13 years of life as a gangster.

Muk-ho, who was watching Dowook, quietly looked down at his pants. Just in case.

"Doctor!"

Yoon Joong-gi, who knew he was deceived, ran over from the end of the hallway. Upon arrival, he was bewildered by the situation that took place here and was speechless.

Dowook calmly announced the situation first.

"He was aiming for the laptop. Is he the culprit?"

"No, he wasn't in the cafe… Huh?”

Yoon Joong-gi scoffed.

"He looks like the one who touched the cafe facility. The description Ahn Seok-young described is similar to this guy."

"The person who caused the explosion in the cafe? Oh my god."

With this murmur, Yoon Joong-gi looked at Dowook with incredulity.

Decoding laptops and arresting accomplices.

That doctor was leading this investigation all by himself.