127 – Dongmin Lee (62)
Dongmin Lee (62)
An underground torture chamber.
That information was given to me by Lee Da-mi.
Lee Dong-min claimed he saw it.
However, Seonggang Park did not believe that.
Lee Dong-min is a very weak person mentally.
Sounds odd, but he might think he’s seen ‘something he didn’t see,’ and he might have kissed you beforehand.
He had a history of mental illness.
He said that in high school he had hallucinations and went on a rampage.
Of course, it would be necessary to explain the background that the stress was at its peak, such as attempting suicide due to problems with friendship, but nothing changed.
He looked like someone who was possessed by Kang Hae-rin.
‘A weak person with no backbone.’
He relied on her while rebelling against her, glaring at her detectives who suspected Rin of her strength.
He was afraid not too long ago.
But what about now?
Now he is obsessed with Idami.
He is overly obedient.
This type of person was a born masochist who was prone to the so-called gaslighting psychological domination.
“……”
This type is unbelievable.
It is not strange to see hallucinations or auditory hallucinations.
It made it impossible to buy Park Seong-gang’s trust due to his past history, professional characteristics as a writer, passive personality, and many other things.
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Park Seong-gang’s car went up the hill.
A wealthy village where Kang Hae-rin’s mansion is located.
I climbed a cleanly paved road.
A high wall with a large gate, and a towering 2.5-Story detached house that is not covered by the wall.
It was wide at the bottom and narrowed at the top, and had a narrow roof at the top.
There was even a parking lot below.
Park Seong-gang pressed the doorbell.
There was no response.
He looked around.
Even in this country, there was not much to see in terms of scenery in terms of the rich village, but it seemed like a clean and safe place, perhaps because of ‘prejudice’.
“… Well, I guess that’s not wrong.”
Even so, it is broad daylight and no one is there.
This silence strangely set off his alarm.
Across from Kang Hae-rin’s house was a house surrounded by a wall, but the height itself was low.
Park Seong-gang walked there.
He rang the doorbell, but there was no answer from inside.
“………”
Clouds were gathering in the sky.
It was broad daylight, but strangely the surroundings were dark.
Park Seong-gang stood in the dark for a while, and then, as if making up his mind, he drove the car uphill a little further.
A large white truck stood there.
No, it was more like a ‘tractor’.
Only the body will weigh at least 25 tons.
There was a large container on the back.
Park Seong-kang thinks that there are no stereotypes about his job, but this car was not suitable for this village, which exudes a quiet atmosphere in broad daylight.
That’s why my eyes went to him.
It gave him an offensive idea.
Park Seong-gang parked his car next to it.
His sedan was not very tall, but when I stepped on the center of the body, I reached the waist of the truck.
He boldly climbed onto the bonnet, stepped on the top of the body, and climbed onto the head of the tractor.
And crawled straight onto the container.
As an incumbent police officer, there was no hesitation in his expression as he bit his lip, even though it was a self-indulgent criminal act without a warrant and without reporting to his superiors.
‘It’s a judge’s decision.’
That was an idea that did not suit his personality.
Park Seong-kang has always followed the rules of the organization and has objectified the extent of his authority and ability as he believes in duty and justice.
To do one’s best within that line.
But now it’s different.
Now he knew he wasn’t even a ‘human’, and that his status as a cop was given to someone.
‘Lee Dong-min.’
He’s quite tall and handsome, but he’s pathetic, weak, immature, and has an old-fashioned personality.
The child, only in his early twenties, created this ‘world’ like a god, and even created Park Seong-gang.
“……”
He was lost in philosophical thoughts for a moment.
A writer cannot create a character that is ‘smarter’ than himself, nor can he show more than what he has experienced.
All of that must be inside of you.
However, Park Seong-gang and Lee Dong-min are different.
He is not hesitant, indecisive, or weak like the ‘Creator’.
He is a man who does what he sets his mind to.
Of course, I’ve heard quite a bit of a reputation that I’ve been blocked up until now, but seeing that I’m making such a ‘daring’ decision, it’s clear that I’ve also broken through that ‘limit’.
He accepted that he was a character in a novel, and that alone made him different.
Even Kang Hae-rin is different from Lee Dong-min.
The young man, a writer, couldn’t even control the world he created, and he was only seen being swayed throughout.
What is Kang Haerin’s character like?
If Park Seong-gang had her own novel written by herself become a reality, he would have had complete control over her.
There must have been nothing I didn’t know about her.
“………”
Park Seong-kang realized that he was standing on a tall container in a wealthy village where security was tight and the existence of a suspicious person would be more prominent than anywhere else.
The height will be at least 4m.
If you consider Park Seong-gang’s height-
“This is a world created…?”
There were places surrounded by the splendid night view that comes to mind when you think of an affluent village, but here you can see mainly detached houses, and even mountains surround the surroundings.
It is a quiet and nature-friendly landscape.
He was confused for a moment.
“… No, only a few were made.”
Park Seong-kang and Kang Hae-rin.
Other villains from 『Journal』.
They intruded into ‘reality’.
Or “Leaked.”
It would be right to see it that way.
Park Seong-gang put his hand on the edge of the fence.
I could see the bottom of the 3, 4m fence.
He stepped on the head of the wall and climbed up.
The interior of Kang Hae-rin’s house was clearly visible.
The grass, which had turned yellow in winter, was laid underneath, and a footstool was laid where people could walk, passing through the garden and connecting it to the main building.
For a moment, his eyes were dizzy.
The grass grew so fast that it looked like it would sting his eyes, but in reality it just threw him off balance.
He got on his knees and got his balance.
“…If I jump down here, I’ll break my ankle.”
Those who realized the ‘truth’, such as Neo in the movie 《Matrix》, used to use it to demonstrate powers beyond psychic powers.
“…Can I do it too?”
Park Seong-gang muttered that for a while, but it didn’t seem wise to take the risk.
For example, if he landed wrong here and sprained his ankle, he would have to limp the whole time, and he would run into Kang Hae-rin without even searching properly.
Her Will he be able to deal with her?
“………”
Seonggang Park tilted his head for a moment.
Why is he so hostile to Kang Hae-rin?
He remembered the contents of the 『Journal』 He checked at the police station, but he turned on his phone again just in case.
[Where are you now, man!]
[What if it suddenly disappears…]
There was a call from Category Hyung and his fellow detectives.
Just one phone call to the team leader.
“……”
Park Seong-gang ignored it and quickly read the contents of 『Journal』, And in it, he realized that Kang Hae-rin was fighting against the villains in 『Journal』 To protect Lee Dong-hyeon.
“…Why?”
There is no reason for Park Seong-gang to hate Kang Hae-rin.
Of course, it is true that she was reluctant to exist since she found out that she was a character in her novel.
But now he is in the same situation as her.
… So is this nothing more than self-loathing?
He shook his head and prepared to jump.
Fortunately, there was a big tree right in front of us.
The eggplant seemed quite strong.
Of course, it won’t be enough to withstand Park Seong-gang’s weight of over 80kg, but if you grab the thickest one, you will be able to reduce the impact to some extent.
Park Seong-gang held Dam’s head and supported his entire body with the muscles of his arms, and put his foot on the wall.
He draped himself down as slowly as he could.
He stretched his body to its maximum, like stretched laundry, but the gap to the ground was still significant.
Park Seong-gang pushed the wall like a nimble cat and at the same time gave strength to his arms and rushed into the tree.
He didn’t turn out like the parkour videos I’ve seen in the past, but he was a good motorist.
But, of course, reality is different from imagination.
The tree branch broke as soon as he grabbed it, and Park Seong-gang barely held on to the tree trunk.
Park Seong-gang’s palms, knees, forearms, etc. Were scratched by it as the skin became more rough in the dry winter.
“There’s nothing going on.”
Fortunately, however, when he fell in the process, his impact was reduced, and there were no bone or muscle problems.
Park Seong-gang ran across the grass.
As we saw in the past, Kang Hae-rin’s house was separated from the inside by a special glass window.
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It was the day I went to convince Lee Dong-min to check the underground torture chamber, following Da-mi Lee’s instructions.
The glass window connected to the living room clearly showed the inside.
I saw a large sofa, and behind it was a bookcase full of bookshelves and piles of books, which is rare.
After that, I caught a glimpse of the road to the study, the kitchen, and the gray staircase leading upstairs.
But now it has become opaque.
Park Seong-gang grabbed a pistol from his waist.
I hoped I wouldn’t have to write this, but since I’ve prepared myself for everything, I’m ready to resolutely write it.
First of all, it is illegal to climb over the wall and enter, but we decided to be polite.
Honestly, I was somewhat certain.
That Haerin Kang would not be here.
“Are you there-“
I called several times, but the area around the mansion was quiet, as if the gate had been firmly shut.
He knocked.
When there was no response, he opened the doorknob.
It was opened without resistance.
“………”
He went inside with increased alertness.
I’ve been to this place before, but it was dreary to say that it was just after noon because of the clouds that suddenly started covering the sun.
“… Kang Haerin?”
There was no response.
Since the glass windows have turned opaque, the inside looks even more desolate and shady.
I felt like I was surrounded by a cement wall.
Park Seong-gang even thought that the air would become thinner, but he thought that that would not happen and moved forward.
The sofa is empty, and the books are neat.
After passing the hallway, I could see the road leading to the study in the front, and the kitchen was placed on the right.
The sink had no moisture.
“……”
Park Seong-gang headed for the stairs to the second floor.
To find the underground torture chamber, the first thing to do is to search the first floor room, but I had to keep in mind the possibility that someone might be hiding here.
The gray stairs had a structure that was wide at the bottom and narrowed as it went up, like a waterfall pouring from top to bottom.
The scale is not comparable to that, but strangely, I felt the old-fashioned feeling of a medieval castle.
It also gave a sense of incongruity due to its relatively small size and contrast with the background of modern Korea.
It was strange that I hadn’t felt anything strange ‘before’ while looking at such a bizarre interior.
Maybe it was because she was wary of Rin, who was strong at that time, and surprised by Lee Dong-min’s sudden acceleration.
Jerbeok, jeobeok.
Park Seong-kang reached the second floor.
There was another narrow road on the other side of the narrow second floor railing, and there were rooms on the left and right of it.
One was very large, and the other was small.
The bigger one is-
“…The bedroom.”
I swallowed and opened the door with my foot.
There are curtains on the opposite side and there is a small window.
There was a rug on the floor, and a mirror and expensive-looking speakers near the door.
There was a bedside table and a vase was also visible.
There are also some decorations hanging on the wall.
However, the overwhelming thing in this room was the bed.
It was about 1.5 Times the height of a normal bed, and the color was like a mixture of black and red, and the head of the bed was stretched out strangely high.
It looked like a luxury item made of luxurious materials, but to Park Seong-gang, it was strangely like a nest of parasitic plants in a science fiction movie.
“……”
The blanket was neatly folded.
There were two pillows.
Park Seong-gang looked at the room across from him.
Unlike the bedroom, which gives an overwhelming impression with excessive interior, unbalanced colors, and unnatural composition, this was the end of minimalism.
The walls were all white, and there was no wallpaper.
The floor was smooth, so it seemed strange that there was not a speck of dust on it.
The furniture consisted of a single cabinet, a whiteboard, and a desk with its back to the window.
Park Seong-gang walked to his desk.
A bunch of paper was piled up.
He glanced at it.
“… 『Journal』-Kun…”
It is said that it is edited on both sides, so that the contents can be shortened as much as possible, but over 1300 episodes seemed to have been printed.
Park Seong-gang tried to pass it by at first, but he stopped his gaze because of several facts.
“… Different.”
Many things were different from this file beyond what he knew and thought of the 『Journal』.
He lost his thoughts for a moment.
When he finished the rough reading, he could understand why he was so hostile to Kang Hae-rin.
[… “You managed to get here.” I hate to admit it, but Park Seong-gang was so surprised that his heart dropped. He couldn’t even manage his expression, and he stood strong where he turned. She stood on the stairs and said. “I can’t let you go if I see this… I knew you were following me all along.” “… You, what is your true identity? How could a girl as young as you…” Seonggang Park also realized that his voice was trembling because of his nervousness. She said, barely hiding it. “As expected, did you kill them all?” “… What would you like to do? Jiu-Jitsu? Judo? Boxing? Since you are a man, you must be confident in doing things with your body, right?”
… The end of Park Seong-gang.
In the original of 『Journal』, Park Seong-gang was written as the original name, not as ‘Park Seong-jae’.
Park Seong-kang realized once again.
As expected, he is a character in a novel.
In the printout, which is presumed to be the original of 『Journal』, Seong-gang Park, who was tracking Hae-rin Kang, falls into a trap.
Park Seong-gang thought he had secretly been strong enough to find Rin’s underground torture chamber, but it wasn’t.
“… The content is completely different.”
Park Seong-gang murmured.
At some point, he thought 『Ilji』 Was the story of Lee Dong-hyeon, Kang Hae-rin trying to protect Lee Dong-min.
But the original was different.
Kang Haerin was a murderer.
… So, Park Seong-gang was against her.
“… Is this how it works?”
Park Seong-gang in 『Journal』 Is tortured to death with his pride as a detective thoroughly crushed by Kang Hae-rin.
“………”
He shook his head.
“No, because I found out, it changes.”
Park Seong-gang continued the search, focusing on his hearing to see if he could hear someone approaching.