Free Web Novel― The man in the video is not me. I have never once in my life met Ms. Lee Song-hee. I love my family. I love my wife, who endured the hard times with me, and I love my two daughters. Please stop this slander. This is a political conspiracy.
As expected, Congressman Jeong Chanseong held a press conference, insisting that the man in the video was not him and pleading his innocence.
When public opinion split in half, Koryeo Daily released an exclusive article.
[The Suspicious Dealings Between Congressman Jeong Chanseong and Chinese Crime Syndicate.]
Koryeo Daily continued to release one allegation after another.
When photos surfaced showing Jeong Chanseong receiving money from a Chinese drug organization, any favorable public sentiment toward him vanished completely.
The Supreme Prosecutors’ Office seized the opportunity and took over the case from the Central District Prosecutors’ Office.
They finally summoned Lee Song-hee, but she refused to appear.
In the end, a warrant was issued for her arrest, and the scene of her being taken away was broadcast on the evening news—shocking the entire nation.
She tested positive for drugs, and soon after, she was formally detained.
Prosecutor Oh Hyun-woo quickly summoned Congressman Jeong Chanseong for questioning.
Since the prosecution had already secured Lee Song-hee’s testimony, there was no reason to delay.
Information leaked to the media claimed that the man in the video was definitely Jeong Chanseong and that there were statements confirming he had met her weekly.
Under the weight of public pressure, Congressman Jeong Chanseong accepted the summons.
Standing before the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office’s photo line, he pleaded to the reporters.
― All of this is a political conspiracy. I will undergo the investigation with dignity and come out clean. Fellow citizens, please trust me.
Leaving only those words behind, Jeong Chanseong ignored the barrage of reporters’ questions and entered the building with Oh Hyun-woo.
“He never strays from expectations.”
I turned off the TV and shook my head.
Well, if whining to Yoon Chang-ho hadn’t solved his problems, of course he’d resort to clichés like that.
Just then, my phone rang on the table. It was Myungsoo.
― Muhyuk.
“Yeah, how did it go?”
― For now, the members I can control will vote in favor when the motion for his arrest comes up. The problem is, even with my people and Chairman Yoon’s, we can’t be sure it’ll pass...
Among all the privileges National Assembly members enjoyed, the most absurd one was immunity from arrest.
Unless caught in the act, no lawmaker could be arrested or detained during a session without the Assembly’s consent.
It was originally meant to guarantee legislative independence.
But over time, that “immunity” had become a shield lawmakers used to protect one another.
“Will it be an anonymous vote?”
― Always is. Motions for arrest have always been voted on anonymously, so this one will be too.
“Hard to switch it to an open vote, I suppose?”
― Pretty much impossible... Why the hell hasn’t that stupid immunity system been abolished yet? Every time something happens, they call a special session to protect each other. It’s pathetic.
His honest grumbling eased the irritation I’d been feeling.
I let out a faint laugh.
“When you’re in power someday, abolish it then. For now, there’s nothing we can do. Got it. I’ll go meet someone from the Progressive Party.”
― Alright. Still, after seeing Jeong Chanseong fall like that, the senior members have gone noticeably quiet. That’s progress.
“That’s good news. Let’s talk later.”
After ending the call, I sank deep into the sofa, lost in thought.
‘He needs to be arrested. That’s the only way to send a proper warning.’
Most lawmakers already knew I was behind this entire affair.
Anyone in politics without that level of awareness and information wouldn’t survive long anyway.
While I was mulling it over, there came a knock on the office door.
“Come in.”
Manager Ma entered.
“Boss, Congressman Heo Tae-min’s side declined the meeting.”
“Hm... even though I requested it in my own name?”
“Yes, sir. What should we do?”
Congressman Heo Tae-min had few weaknesses. He had accepted some political funds, but nothing that could topple him.
“Still no connection found between Congressman Heo and former President Choi Sun-man?”
“No, sir. We’ve checked everything from the past, and there’s nothing linking them. If anything, their history is full of hostility. There’s no reason they’d ever work together.”
If he ignored that animosity and joined hands with Choi Sun-man, there had to be a reason—likely a fatal weakness that could destroy his career.
I needed to identify exactly what it was if I wanted to pull Heo Tae-min over to our side.
“We’ll have to meet him somehow... I’ll use President Kim Hak-gwon to arrange it.”
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“Vice President Hu Jintao’s visit is next week, right?”
“Yes, sir. The Blue House requested your presence. Your private meeting with the president is scheduled for the second day of Hu’s visit. I believe it’ll take place at the Chinese Embassy.”
“I’ll meet President Kim first that day and discuss Congressman Heo’s issue. Contact the Blue House and adjust the schedule in advance.”
“Understood.”
At my cue to leave, Manager Ma bowed and exited the room.
Left alone, I sank into deeper contemplation.
* * *
After meeting privately with the Chief of the Central Investigation Department, Congressman Jeong Chanseong sat waiting in the interrogation room for Oh Hyun-woo.
There wasn’t a trace of tension on his face.
He sat with his legs crossed, arms folded, eyes closed.
Behind the one-way glass, Chief Prosecutor Kim Woong-rae watched the scene with Oh Hyun-woo.
“He’s not an ordinary man. You sure you can handle him?”
“I have to. People like him don’t deserve to sit in the National Assembly.”
“Hm... You’re too full of righteousness. That can ruin your work, you know. Keep calm and press him carefully. We’ve got solid evidence—he can’t talk his way out of it. But when I spoke with him earlier, he seemed convinced the Assembly would vote down the arrest motion.”
Oh Hyun-woo frowned.
“Even with public opinion like this, they’ll still protect him? How’s that possible?”
“Haha, calm down. It’s their privilege. All we can do is apply for an arrest warrant once we’re sure it’ll pass. For now, question him lightly and send him home.”
Oh Hyun-woo hated the idea that they couldn’t arrest a criminal just because of parliamentary immunity.
“They really won’t abolish that privilege? What is this, the 1980s? Who’s even capable of oppressing lawmakers anymore?”
“The only people who can abolish it are lawmakers themselves. Do you think they’d give up that shield willingly?”
Unable to hold back, Oh Hyun-woo muttered a curse. Kim Woong-rae chuckled and patted his shoulder.
“Don’t lose your temper. Go on, get in there. I’ll be watching.”
“Yes, Chief.”
After bowing to him, Oh Hyun-woo stepped into the interrogation room.
Left alone in the control room, Kim Woong-rae murmured while looking at Jeong Chanseong through the glass.
“Mr. Kim said to make sure he gets arrested, no matter what.”
He sighed, his eyes heavy with worry.
Inside the interrogation room, Oh Hyun-woo entered and bowed slightly.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, Congressman.”
“Haha, not at all. You must be a busy man.”
“When is your lawyer arriving?”
“Why would I need one? I haven’t done anything wrong.”
Oh Hyun-woo suppressed his irritation at the man’s smug confidence and sat down.
“You’re Chief Justice Oh Jeong-seok’s grandson, aren’t you?”
At the sudden mention of his grandfather, Oh Hyun-woo’s brow twitched.
“Yes, I am.”
“I learned from him once, back at the Judicial Research and Training Institute. He lectured us on what it means to live as a true jurist.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. He always said those in law should stay far from money and power. Is he well?”
“He’s in good health.”
Jeong Chanseong nodded, unfolded his arms, and placed his clasped hands on the desk.
“I see. Yet here you are, investigating me under Kim Muhyuk’s orders. Don’t you realize you’re tarnishing your grandfather’s name?”
“...”
“Don’t deny it. I know about your relationship with Kim Muhyuk.”
Oh Hyun-woo let out a dry laugh.
Hearing that line from Jeong Chanseong—someone who’d lived on money and corruption—was almost comical.
“Yes, I am close to Muhyuk. But you’re here because you committed a crime. If you still think this is some kind of political witch hunt...”
“Don’t play innocent. How many lawmakers are cleaner than I am? Lee Song-hee clashed with Kim Muhyuk, and I just got caught in the middle. So do yourself a favor—lock her up and just pretend to investigate me.”
His tone was smug, but Oh Hyun-woo stayed composed and replied curtly,
“I’ll handle it properly.”
“You’re too young to understand. Keep this up and you’ll get hurt. Even your grandfather won’t be able to protect you. He could get hurt too.”
Jeong Chanseong openly threatened him. To him, even the prosecution must have looked laughable.
Oh Hyun-woo was angry, but he didn’t show it. After taking a deep breath, he opened the laptop in front of him.
“Let’s stop chatting and get started.”
His voice was flat, emotionless. Jeong Chanseong leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms again.
“Name.”
“Oh, come on, Prosecutor. Let’s not play power games.”
“Name.”
“Haha, unbelievable. You really want to do this?”
“Name.”
Without changing his tone, Oh Hyun-woo repeated the same word over and over.
Jeong Chanseong’s expression twisted into anger.
* * *
Jeong Chanseong was summoned three times in total.
― Ha... this is driving me crazy.
Through the receiver, Oh Hyun-woo’s voice was filled with frustration.
It was the first time I’d ever heard him vent like that, and it was almost refreshing.
― That guy’s something else. No matter how much I press, he keeps denying everything. Even when I show him evidence, he claims it’s fabricated.
“He’s acting that way because he thinks someone’s protecting him. We’ve got all the evidence and testimony, so once it goes to trial, a guilty verdict is guaranteed.”
― I know, but it pissed me off when he brought up my grandfather.
“What did the Chief Justice say?”
If Jeong was bold enough to invoke his name, he must have some powerful string he’s clinging to. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
― He told me to follow the law and principles. Told me not to yield to any external pressure.
“That sounds just like him. Just hold out a few more days. I’ll show you that bastard’s smug face breaking apart soon enough. You’ve already prepared the arrest warrant, haven’t you?”
― Yeah. I’m going to make sure that bastard ends up in a cell, no matter what it takes.
He sounded genuinely furious—something rare for Oh Hyun-woo.
“I’m almost at the Blue House. I’ll call you later.”
When I hung up, the car was pulling up to the Blue House gate.
With Manager Ma, I entered the main building to meet President Kim Hak-gwon.
A secretary led us to the office. As we entered, President Kim rose from his seat with a warm smile.
“Mr. Kim, it’s been a while.”
“Yes, Mr. President. It has.”
“Come, sit. There’s still time before Vice President Hu Jintao arrives.”
After shaking hands, he patted my shoulder.
Maybe it was because his term was nearly over, but the sharpness he once had was gone.
He looked more at ease—whether that meant peace or resignation, I couldn’t tell.
Once we sat down, tea was brought in.
“The Chinese Embassy sent this as a gift ahead of Vice President Hu’s visit. Let’s have a taste.”
I followed his lead, lifting the steaming cup. Clearly, he wanted small talk first.
We drank in silence for a while, exchanging light conversation until the tea began to cool. I glanced at my watch and got to the point.
“Mr. President, I’d like to meet Congressman Heo Tae-min privately. He refused my request.”
“Hm...”
Setting down his cup, Kim Hak-gwon stroked his chin, feigning nonchalance while quietly observing me.
“And why Congressman Heo?”
“You know why, sir. Don’t pretend otherwise.”
