I Became a Cop in the Superhero Genre

02 : This is what the police are in this world

An unreasonable day in September, when the number of rejections was 12 even though I submitted a report to move out of the district unit. I thought as I watched from the safety of the police station as the usual belated downpour poured down.

“How do I escape from here?”

Ah, hellish Special Investigation Team Division 1! What are you going to do to let me go!

A reality that sighs. I am 32 years old. The age at which you start to regret your life in the morning.

At that time, his life was turned into a flashlight when he was thrown into the special investigation team, which is a meat shield certified by this worldview.

Add to that the man who wants to take off his clothes, but has no qualifications to speak of, literally starves if he quits the police force.

Because I have a love and hate for my job as a police officer, I couldn’t bear to submit my resignation.

That’s why I filed a move-out report as the next best thing, but it was rejected. Companion. A series of heartless replies.

I even fantasize that a high-ranking official suddenly descends from the sky and fires me, saying that I am not suitable for the investigation team, but the cold reality pushes me to repeat hard labor.

know. Hearing you complain like this, someone might say that you should quit being a police officer instead, why the hell are you talking about-

I worked really hard on everything, whether it was studying or anything else, and finally became a police officer. I really worked hard to get something out of it. When a person really works hard and achieves something, it’s hard to let go of it easily.

In addition, if you get away from the damn special investigation team, you can safely live a distance from the supervillain case, but can you give up that easily?

At least it’s hard for me to give up. I became a police officer because of how much I suffered. If I collect the energy drink cans I drank then, I’ll make a model of Iron Man’s suit Damn it.

-But honestly, there are many times when I wonder if I should quit being a police officer if I don’t want to be followed. This is especially true when incidents continue to explode like now.

“Oh shit, what about the reports of cockroaches stealing?”

“What is it? It’s our job!”

I let out a sigh as I saw some of my colleagues who had made a whining noise answer the radio and go to the scene.

In this world of Secret Hero Rise, a psychic appears every day and causes an accident, and the investigation team dedicated to him is dispatched.

As the novel describes, the police somehow buy time against the supervillain until the hero arrives, and all they do is clean up after our hero arrives and defeats the supervillain.

According to the development of the plot, the main character should be the one to stop the supervillain when it appears, so of course it doesn’t matter what the cops do, but-

here is reality. Real cops aren’t just meat shields.

Our police chase after the escaped supervillain, and in terms of percentage, there are more cases where only the police gather and arrest the supervillain even without the hero New Hope.

However, citizens are not interested in this fact at all, and the police are incompetent if the news is turned on right away. Articles saying that the special investigation team should be disbanded immediately are commonplace, and there are articles saying that the police should be disbanded immediately.

It was seen that the media was blaming our police for the case where the verdict was made this time, and the supervillain Minus, who committed mass murder, was released innocently.

On the other hand, all the media praised our great hero, New Hope. Is this because this world is a fiction of the superhero genre? It’s so absurd that I’m speechless.

“Supervillain minus innocence. Insufficient Evidence. Is it because of police incompetence? Shit- The one who blew away the evidence is that you biting and sucking hero cubs are bastards.”

“Leave it. I wonder if those who hold the pen will care about that.”

When I curse, one of my colleagues responds. The colleague who said that was also seen wearing a large piece of gauze on his head.

It was a moment to admire the true policeman who was injured by a supervillain at the scene the other day, but went straight to work after a day.

I sighed and looked around the room. Although it is the headquarters of the special investigation team, the number of heads was strangely small compared to the general detective division.

A special investigation team dedicated to supervillains, said to have gathered only the elite of the domestic police. That means that the number of heads is small, but this special investigation team was created not long ago.

Among all police departments in the country, the rate of injury and death toll is overwhelmingly high. The empty seats here are friends who are currently hospitalized or buried in the cemetery.

It’s a real hellish place. I work hard and live hard, but the media or whatever, there is no side of the police.

Unlike the other corrupt cops I’ve seen so far, the cops belonging to this investigative team are all just and courageous.

In my previous life, there are only true police officers who can only be seen in dramas, so I feel like tears will come out at the irrationality of the real world.

So I have to somehow escape from this team.

I was tapping the keyboard on my laptop to finish writing a report on the previous incident, determined to escape from here somehow for my future.

Suddenly, someone clapped their hands, drawing the attention of the detectives inside. A middle-aged man with a desertification catastrophe called hair loss spreading over his head. He was the head of the special investigation team.

“Guys, this is an incident. Gather.”

I raised my eyebrows at the class president’s words, and at the same time I felt that another troublesome incident had occurred.

Ordinary people think that all the police do is to run away when people who wake up with psychic powers and run rampant appear, but

In the case of a dangerous guy awakening his superpowers, there are many things to do, such as tracking down a mark in advance or tracking down the hiding place of suspects who escaped.

And now, looking at the documents that the class president was holding in both hands, it would be better to assume that the guy we marked did something in this case.

“Fuck.”

My head hurts already. In the case of ordinary people awakening their superpowers and going wild, it is easy to take care of them because they subdue them once and calm down after a while.

What if those who were originally criminals awaken their superpowers? The real thing starts to bother me.

“… … Who are you? The kid who bought it.”

“Gan Suk-cheol. The leader of the North Mappa action has reappeared.”

“Oh shit.”

Even if he shows up, is that idiot? Everyone who listened to the class president’s words dyed their faces earthy or sighed.

Gan Suk-cheol. He was the leader of the biggest gangster organization in Seoul, and he was wanted because he killed countless people.

Right before he was caught by the police, he awakened to his psychic powers and went on a rampage, literally devouring the police officers present, but soon disappeared.

The awakened psychic power is strong muscle strength and body. And he’s an asshole with the terrible power of eating people and becoming stronger. A guy who’s been quiet for the past 3 months is moving? It was obviously not good news.

“Nine days ago, Gan Suk-chul appeared. He suddenly appeared in the Mapo area, completely destroyed the organization he was in, and suddenly he was here. It is said that he hid himself in a redevelopment area in Gangdong-gu.”

“Purpose unknown. According to eyewitnesses, the police have confirmed that they are hiding in the redevelopment area of Gangdong-gu. This guy is too dangerous, and I don’t know why he’s here. So we’ll figure out what this guy is up to. Arrest if you can.”

A secret detective who often does it. I read through the materials, and the class president continues his explanation by handing over the witness testimony and CCTV photos.

But something about it was strange. I couldn’t answer the question, so I raised my hand and asked the class president.

“Why don’t we know about the guy who showed up nine days ago?”

Even so, such a dangerous guy appeared, but no information came in about the guys we marked and chased? Isn’t this too strange?

What are the other departments of the police up to? As for the reason for the late report, I tried to understand the situation, but the story the class president said was far from my expectations.

“The reason is that because the upper prosecutors classified him as a supervillain, not a simple criminal, the delivery to us was delayed because they were trying to decide on a second name.”

“What the fuck?”

I am speechless at the answer I never imagined. Even the gauze attached to his colleague’s head lost strength and fell to the floor at the unexpected answer!

I was at a loss for words because I was so absurd, but the other colleagues just nodded their heads with the feeling that they could do that, but there was no particularly strange reaction. Is it something I’m used to, or is it normal?

In this world, there are cases where sometimes nonsense and irrational things are passed over as if they were taken for granted.

For example, people don’t recognize the main character even though he covers his face with a small piece of cloth, or he wastes 9 days trying to put on a tinnitus like now.

Before I knew the secret of this world, I passed it on despite being stupid everywhere, but after knowing that this world was a world in a novel, it became difficult to pass it over as before.

Should I say it’s a feeling of being very annoying from the next time you see a stain you didn’t even know was stuck on the floor? I wish I hadn’t known about this world.

Is this a sin that the reincarnated have to shoulder? I felt the lament bursting out on its own, but I gave up and nodded my head as the hard work had already happened.

“So, what’s his name?”

“This bastard’s name is Sikgwi. It is an order from the superior to keep an eye on it and to arrest it if something goes wrong.”

“?”

Somehow, I shuddered at the familiar name of the villain. Sikgwi. Yes, it is definitely the name of the villain that appeared in the main story. Even the ability is the same- Oh, that bastard must be right. This is the world of fiction.

Supervillain Sik-Gwi. A maniac cannibal who catches, tears and literally eats people. In the novel, it is only a minor role that is consumed and arrested in one episode, but the thought of catching the monster in person makes all five joints numb.

I looked at the picture of Sikgwi. The guy who was a muscle pig before awakening has become a muscle-muscle pig after awakening. No matter how many steroids you take, you will definitely not be in this shape.

“So you’re all going to catch this guy? No matter how I calculate this, I don’t think we can catch it with our current head count.”

“Yeah, but I also felt like our investigation team was lacking, so I asked for support from the Earthquake Corps and other homicide gangsters. People say it’s hard to come.”

… … What do you think you can do with that cannibal muscle pig with cops with pistols?

Could it be that my brain, which is responsible for language, is out of order? Or why is this human being such a bastard who understands even if he speaks perfectly?

When I looked at the class president with disgust, the class president shrugged his shoulders and even snorted as if he was laughing at me.

Have you lost your mind due to the influence of the hair balm? While contemplating whether to send that human to a mental hospital, the class president took out something from under his seat and showed it to me.

What he took out was a black protective gear. It was similar to the police riot gear worn by police officers when stopping violent protesters, but it had more things attached to it and was thick enough to look scary to wear in the summer.

“What is that?”

When another colleague asked with a puzzled face, the class president patted the protective equipment with an even more triumphant face and said,

“This is the anti-supervillain protective suit supplied by the upper management this time! Made of special material, even if hit by a missile, the person inside survives!

No matter how special power you have, if you have this, say that you won’t end up in the hospital like you did before! Then we can catch it alone!”

… … No matter how you hear it, it’s bullshit that a scammer would do. I looked around for the protective gear I had been supplied with.

There are a lot of things attached to this, but it seems to be weaker than normal riot gear. No matter how you look at it, I pounded, pressed, and shook it lightly at the performance description that a cheater would spit out.

Right after that, I didn’t put much force on it, but there was a knocking sound from the protective equipment that had just been supplied. The protective gear, which is said to protect the wearer even when hit directly by missiles and block attacks by psychic powers, has split into two pieces in the hands of ordinary people.

I and the other colleagues also looked at the class president. Seeing our gaze, the class president spoke confidently without averting his eyes.

“Why do you look at me like that? If you have something to say, say it.”

“Can I make a personal attack?”

“Then it’s a pay cut.”

“Then I have nothing to say.”

Somehow, I was given the title of vice-captain, but I couldn’t believe it was so sad that I had no power.

After throwing the two-sided protective gear in the trash, I tried to discuss with the members of the investigation team what to decorate for the ceremony, just in case.

Gan Suk-cheol. No, Sik-Gwi is a violent guy, but more than that, he is a cunning guy who knows how to roll his brain. If that guy stays in the redevelopment complex in Gangdong-gu for 9 days, he must have a purpose.

As long as you don’t know what that madman is up to, you’re going to get hit even if you call the special forces, so shouldn’t you be prepared for anything with the information you’ve currently obtained?

If so, should I contact the main character and ask for help? I thought about doing it, but that’s the way to choose when you really can’t solve the case.

Reality is not as easily solved as the novel unfolds, and what would happen if you called a little boy who knew nothing but to destroy everything without knowing what he was up to?

Of course, there will be a mess like when Minus was arrested.

I was racking my brains over how to do this, but before that I realized that I had to check the number of people who were coming to apply this time.

“So how many people are coming to apply this time?”

“Seven people. You can investigate with the support kids, and the other guys were hired as escorts for high-ranking people going to picnics or seminars, so be aware.”

“?”

“I’m going out to play, but I’m afraid of supervillains. That’s why. Besides us, they say they’re dragging private mercenaries.

“?”

My head hurts because it’s so fresh nonsense? Wait a minute, no this doesn’t make sense. It must be that my ears are broken. Doesn’t it make sense for common sense to hire a detective for that reason?

However, as if ridiculing my hopes, the class president said that it was already decided and could not be changed. He told me to go investigate and just watch what Sikki is doing from afar.

He says it’s not a big deal, but just because the monster is far away is not something to be ignored.

The level of questioning whether this world is telling me to die. Without hesitation, I handed the transfer report, which I had always kept in my pocket, to the class president.

Of course it was ignored. fuck.