"Mr. Cui, we meet again."
The Prosecution Office.
Che Changmin set down a cup of tea and pushed it across.
"The last time I saw you, Mr. Prosecutor Che, it must have been four or five years ago. At that time, you were still working in Gwangju and hadn't been transferred to Seoul."
Cui Zaiye spoke with a calm smile.
"Mr. Cui has a good memory."
Che Changmin sat down.
Cui Zaiye picked up the teacup, "Mr. Prosecutor Che is looking for me, what's the matter? As you know, I'm quite busy and I'm afraid I don't have much time."
"Understood."
Che Changmin was friendly as he spoke, "Then I'll cut to the chase. A few days ago, there was a riot. Over a hundred thugs disregarded the law and indulged in a reckless bloodbath, resulting in a significant number of casualties."
"Oh?"
Cui Zaiye, who had been sipping his tea, looked surprised as he raised an eyebrow, "Really? I haven't heard about this."
