86 – Dongmin Lee (21)
Dongmin Lee (21)
“Oh, are you here?”
Slightly past 10 am, the categorical detective shut himself in the car and yawned loudly.
A woman appeared out of the car window.
She was wearing black jeans that fit her lower body and a dark mustang, as expected, and was smiling.
“Thank you for your hard work. Detective Beom.”
“Ah, well, of course it’s something to do. Just get on.”
“……”
Bang.
The passenger’s door was closed.
“Huh? What is this?”
The category type tilted its head.
“I think you haven’t eaten.”
The woman handed him a donut and coffee.
“If you watch mid-air, you can get rid of meals with something like this.”
“Yankees don’t know if that’s enough for them to eat. The hearty soup is the best. Isn’t it?”
“I’m sorry about that.”
“I’m sorry, man. I couldn’t eat it with a stone pot on top of it, thank you, but I was still hungry.”
Categorical received the donut with a grin.
He gulped down the still hot coffee.
“How is it?”
“What can I do? Just waiting Detective Park is tracking Park Sang-woo’s location. There were a few cases that were presumed to be drug dealing, ha, did this bastard notice it or was he really this quick-witted?
The categorical grumbled.
“You noticed?”
At the woman’s serious expression, the categorical laughed and lightly tapped her on the arm.
“Hey, don’t worry. I will never do anything to hurt your brother. And I can’t keep him for long on the drug case anyway. Because this country is rotten As you said, aiming for attempted murder… Ha, this is honestly against professional ethics, but if you’re going to talk about that, you’re not like this.”
He glanced at his phone and said.
“Is the opponent a normal person, where?”
“………”
“Anyway, this novel is interesting, but what the hell is this situation? To be honest, I still don’t believe it was possessed by demons. Fiction becomes reality?”
Beom Ju-hyeong had read nearly 900 episodes of 『Kang Hae-rin’s Murder Diary』.
Thanks to the long waiting time.
I read a novel that I had never read before.
“……”
He turned his gaze to the silent woman.
A little smile lifted off his face.
She deliberately pretended that nothing was wrong, that things were going well, and bluffed, but after all, this woman was quick-witted.
“Hey, don’t worry?”
“…Don’t worry.”
“Not doing it. Don’t you think I don’t know? How long have you and I known each other? I am very concerned right now.”
“… What does your sister say?”
“Huh?”
“It’s been all night.”
“The detective’s wife has to bear it, that kind of thing.”
Categorical spoke briefly.
“I’m sorry about me.”
“Because it’s not because of you-!”
The category type smiled.
He wanted to appease the woman somehow.
Of course, when he first heard of her plan, she was appalled and apprehensive about her obsession with her brother, but he already knew.
No matter what choice she made, no matter what request she asked, the categorical type herself had no choice but to listen.
He has been like that since the first time he met her.
Although he never showed it openly.
Chijik-
At that time, the radio came.
[I’m going that way. Detective Beom-]
“Huh?”
In a moment of silence, the categorical type turned his gaze to the building under surveillance and found a man dressed in black.
He was stepping inside.
It had only been a few minutes since the radio came.
“The timing is bad-“
The categorical type said while preparing to step out.
The woman said.
“Why?”
“There is another boy inside. Where have you seen this picture? Even in novels, when Park Sang-woo sees his girlfriend with another boy, he turns around and starts an accident. Are they overlapping right now?”
“Brother.”
“… Huh?”
“Wait a minute and go.”
A calm woman’s words.
Categorical type hesitated while unfastening the seat belt.
The woman put her hand on the back of his hand.
“I have to catch it when it is decisive.”
“You…”
“Will you wait?”
“……”
The categorical shut his mouth.
What the hell do you want?
The idea of bringing your little brother away from the monster is understandable, but you don’t care about the victims in the middle?
I know how much she cares for her little brother, but this is terribly selfish.
What would his younger brother think if there were innocent victims because of the novel he wrote in the first place?
A guy who looks mentally weak even at first glance, I didn’t know if he would go wild after hearing this news.
‘You really want something like that?’
I felt a sense of incongruity with the categorical type.
To be honest, I could feel her disappointment.
‘Were you like this?’
The one who thinks that it doesn’t matter how many other people are sacrificed for the safety of his blood relatives?
Is this related to you in the first place?
I couldn’t read the woman’s mind at all.
For a very short time, the categorical type even doubted whether he had been caught in her spell.
She acted so strangely that the ten years of knowing her were overshadowed.
‘What kind of person is Lee Dong-min to you?’
The categorical type pushed the woman’s hand away.
“… I have to go. He’s a dangerous guy.”
He shut the door and went outside.
“Detective Park, come forward now. It looks like I’ll arrive first, but I can’t do it alone.”
Categorical type shouted into the phone.
It is impossible without the help of Detective Park Seong-gang.
As I experienced during the Banyijae Incident, the strangely strong power will surely apply this time as well.
In addition, Park Sang-woo is taller than Ban Lee-jae.
Mysterious powers possessed by the characters in the novel.
It was unreasonable to subdue him by category alone.
He ran up the stairs of the villa with all his might.
It’s only been about 5 minutes since the man entered the villa.
Categorical saw a woman lying on the bed.
Blood was flowing from her head.
A large, red-eyed man was huffing and puffing, and in a corner a little further away, another man was crouching watching the scene.
“Hee, heehee, sa, save me. Me, no Brother, I just came to talk about business-“
The man talked to the big man.
But his words were scattered in the air.
“Park Sang-woo.”
Categorical felt his voice tremble.
He’s a big guy too, and he’s never been frightened by a criminal, but the mysterious thing that’s happening now isn’t ‘normal’.
Something far beyond his experience was happening, and he was an existence that could be said to be the remnants of that work.
Park Sang-woo looked back at him.
The categorical brother clenched his fists.
‘We have to overcome.’
He was an American football player during his college days, and he felt an unfamiliar fear, and he made up his mind.
His thigh was stabbed by Ban Lee Jae.
#
When I first heard the news, I was furious, but in the end it didn’t come out.
‘I told you to be careful.’
The story that Park Sang-woo misunderstands and kills his girlfriend at will is an incident mentioned in 『Journal』.
As long as it turns out that Kim Hye-eun is now his girlfriend, it wouldn’t be strange if the same incident happened.
So I asked the detectives to pay attention.
But does what happens in the end happen?
“… Where is the hospital?”
I got the answer from Detective Park Seong-gang.
According to him, the categorical detective is in a difficult situation to contact because he has suffered a fracture.
As I know that the power of the characters in the novel transcends that of real people, I do not have the heart to criticize him for the aftereffects left on his thighs.
I’m glad I didn’t die.
“……”
I was too complacent.
It was easy, but it was the best for me.
I thought that the help of the detectives was needed to stop Park Sang-woo without Haerin intervening.
But Kim Hye-eun’s choice was unexpected.
I took a taxi recklessly.
And I was in despair.
Ban Lee Jae-do and Park Sang-woo are all villains made to suit Kang Hae-rin in 『Journal』.
If it was a villain that ordinary people could handle, there would be no reason for Kang Hae-rin to play an active role.
I was clearly feeling the limitations.
‘Is it okay if it’s not Haerin?’
I’m a writer, but with the ‘knowledge’ I know, I couldn’t prevent it from happening anyway.
It was a matter of power, not knowledge.
When I arrived at the hospital room, I went straight to Kim Hye-eun.
The categorical detective said that although he suffered injuries to his ribs, they were not serious.
On the other hand, Kim Hye-eun-
The moment I entered the hospital room, Kim Hye-jeong, who was sitting next to her and almost weeping, found me.
“… Seo, senpai?”
“………”
I looked at Kim Hye-eun’s face.
Her face was bruised, her head was bandaged, and her eyes were closed.
Unconscious.
I don’t know if it’s a permanent injury, but there’s no more disrespectful tone or arrogant gaze.
It was a complicated mind.
I hate her.
But I didn’t expect this kind of price.
Unconsciously, I was worried that this might have happened because Park Sang-woo’s girlfriend I wrote about in 『Journal』 Was identified as Kim Hye-eun.
“… Sorry.”
I left Kim Hye-jeong a word of apology and left her hospital room, ignoring her calls.
I couldn’t stand the nausea.
Why does this keep happening?
Is there anything I can do on my own?
When I came out to the waiting room, the news was coming out.
From noble mtl dot com
A gloomy female announcer was talking about an attempted murder in Kim Hye-eun’s neighborhood.
[… On the other hand, the suspect on the run is a giant figure with a height of nearly 2m. Police noted that the suspect was already under police surveillance for drug-related offenses […]
I fiddled with my phone.
For the first time, I wanted to rely on Haerin.
I am the writer of 『Journal』, But I realized that I have no ability to handle all these things.
Would it have been different if I had been there?
How can I stop a monster that even a categorical detective can’t handle?
What happens anyway?
How am I supposed to be responsible for that?
An unpleasant feeling of guilt seemed to stick to his skin.
Can Kim Hye-eun wake up?
Hyejeong’s tear-stained face came to mind.
It was not her intention, but both Jae-Ban Lee and Sang-Woo Park, who brought her misfortune to her, were my creations.
Can you say that I am not responsible?
I felt responsible and guilty, but I was angry with myself for not having the strength to bear it.
And I had doubts.
Is it time for me to pamper myself?
If Park Sang-woo is caught, what if other people, such as Jung Sung-min, Jang Hye-ok, etc., Continue to appear?
Can I deal with them?
I saw the name of ‘Kang Haerin’ in my contact information.
I want to get down on my knees right now and pray.
‘I don’t want to make you a murderer. However, somehow stop these things from happening.’
It’s not enough for me.
I called after making up my mind.
“… Haerin, I am at the hospital.”
I decided to tell you everything.
All I asked her to do was bring her sister, but that doesn’t matter anymore.
Ignore whatever your sister is up to.
Now, Lee Da-mi and I are living different lives.
Then, a possibility arises.
“… You can stop looking for your sister. Instead, I think I’ll have to miss one strike.”
The second strike that Haerin mentioned to me.
‘I don’t get involved with the villains in 『Journal』.’
But how?
How can I just watch the demons I created run rampant?
Haerin needed help.
“Help me. My sister will give up.”
I said in a trembling voice.
[………]
After a while, Haerin answered.
[Let’s talk at home for now. Don’t cry The shared planner schedule should be canceled. Please correct me.]
After the call ends.
After leaving a text message to Kim Hye-jung saying that I would come back next time, I returned home.
On the way, I received a message.
[Why do you think demons exist?]
“………”
[It is because there are angels. Of course, it’s not an angel because angels are really nice and good.]
It was a message from my older sister that arrived in a few weeks.
The sentence was correct, as if they had decided not to act as if they had made a typo any more urgently like before.
[If the angels disappear, the demons will also disappear.]
My sister said.