Hello world......oh my GOD😱😱😱. Like srsly I wasn't expecting this, I wasn't expecting 48reads. I mean, the main reason I started this book on Wattpad is because I wanted to reread to myself in the future cause I haven't come across any writer that has these kind of wild imaginations for  this kind of book. I wasn't expecting anyone to actually read it. I know it's shit and all especially because I am not using honorifics properly........ but still thank you for even opening this book...love y'all😍😍😍😍
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Ding ding..........
ding ding.........
Ding dong.......

I pressed the bell a few more times, still no response. A part of me wanted to hack my way in but another part shouted at me to wait, saying it was infringement upon privacy. Oh please.

As usual I went with the former. I took out a pin from the backpack I was carrying and tried hacking my way in. fortunately it was open. odd

"Yeoboseyo......
yeoboseyo......
hello......"
I went in further into the house and changed into the home slippers. I looked further into the house, still no sign her instead it was a mess filled environment. it was as if a war had descended in the apartment. damn.....the abscence of team leader jung must have weighed a ton on her, i wondered  how close they were.

I left without further haste because obviously,she wasn't there..next stop, the soju joint. Going in to the tent like shop, my eyes scanned for her presence and still , there was no sign of her. Instead, the customers gave me weird quizzical looks as I stood at the entrance. I paid no attention to them, I left as soon as a I came.

Last stop..... Team leader jung's house. My car parked by the side of the road and I walked the rest of the way and then up to his apartment. Goddamnit she has to be here .

I pressed the bell a few times like I did at her house but it was answered by nothing. I looked in my bag for the pin I tried using to unlock her door at her apartment, and tried opening his door. Funny thing is, deja Vu struck me. It was unlocked, just like hers. Odd. Again

"Yeoboseyo....
Yeoboseyo... "

I called out as I stepped into the apartment and put on the house shoes. Going further into the house, I was dazed. Unlike ji Soo yoon's house, the place was clean, neat, sparkling to be quite frank.

Had someone been living here? Because from what I have been told, Jung yoo gun had been gone for over a year plus, atleast there should be some dust or something. I went further into the house as curiosity took over. I peeked into a room I saw at the side. It looked like a guest room. It had some kind of vanilla scent lingering in it. It was wonderfully neat. Nice. My room could never look like this, at least not in a thousand and one years, that I knes

Going into the second room I saw somewhere in the house....... I saw her. She was crying, like a four year old that got her candy taken away from her. She cried her eyes out as she held some kind to paper to her chest. Her side faced me so she could not really see me. It began to seem as though she was forcing herself to cry. I was touched. I felt like going to comfort her.

On the other hand I felt I should leave her to her misery. Whatever her reason for tearing up was, she could deal with it. As usually, I went with the former. Again.
As I turned to leave and close the door, some thing caught my attention.

It was like a turnaround mirror on a wood. The wood was filled with paper work from beginning to end. Newspapers, magazines, pictures of people, came from different angles and where connected with tapes. It was like someone was trying to solve a mystery, while the mirror was.... spotless. I could vision out a few things but because it was slanted I couldn't see it all.

Was I selfish? I guess I was. Going with my second opinion,  I went in. Changing into my most sympathetic and affectionate tone I hugged her petite figure from the side and whispered soothing things to her.

"Kwinchana.......uneun geos-eun johjiman pogihaneun geos-eun johji anhseubnida. mueos-eul hadeunji hangsang teoneol kkeut-e bich-i issdaneun geos-eul gieoghasibsio. "

She was still crying deeply, but somehow felt comfortable with me even though she didn't see me or knew who I was and leaned towards me. She rested her head on my chest as I squated beside her. Using an ancient trick I learnt from china., I pressed my index and middle finger on the nape of her neck, where her heartbeat was and did my thing. Within a split second, she was out like a light.

I dropped my bag on the floor and carried her to the bed in front of us. She wasn't heavy or fat, but she sure as hell didn't weigh who I was used to carrying, min young. And I always made jest of her getting to fat everyday. It was entirely a lie though.

Dropping her, I scanned the room and began my search for anything and everything related to the case at hand.
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I watched her as she laid down peacefully as her chest rised up and down with every breath she took in and out. I had to be honest, team leader ji was...... Beautiful. her face, flawless.

Despite the baggy and puffy eyes and the wrinkles that were becoming evident on her face due to stress, she still managed to look undeniably beautiful. This was something I envied about women. My mom, sisters.....and well, women in general.

I had never considered myself beautiful. I could not match up. I didn't even like anything about myself. Maybe that's why I could not consider myself beautiful. I wasn't trained to be a beautiful person. At least that's what I liked to think.  Enough about me, more about her.

I had done my search in the house. Not much to find though. Just bits of information here and there. I was hoping she had more.

I watched as she turned slowly from side to side as her eyes pried open. Once she saw me, she placed her palms under her pillow as if looking for something. And I knew.....

"igeos-eul chajgo issseubnikka?" I asked her as I twirled the object round my index finger.

"Nugu....nuguseyo?" She snarled at me as she asked.

"Ingan.....na neun ingannibnida..munje?....
eotteon munje? I asked her in a very not so serious tone as a smirk surfaced on my face. But she, she was angry. I could see smoke coming out of her ears already. In one swift move, she was right in front of me as she tried connecting her fists with my face.

Fortunately, I blocked her in time and reversed the situation as I stood up and pointed the gun to her head. She took steps away from me with her hands in the air. I had her where I wanted her.