A Fortune-telling Princess - Chapter 345

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At the bewildered ghost’s question, Camilla’s lips curled upward in a subtle smile. The spirit’s eyes widened to the size of lanterns.
“You tried to kill them?! Why are you suddenly spouting such nonsense! It was drowsy driving, I tell you. It was an accident!”
“Is that so? You weren’t hired by someone to do this?”
“…!”
Though I felt the man’s breath catch sharply at my casually thrown words, I never once took my eyes off the spirit.
“If you want your son to live, speak truthfully.”
“What are you talking about? I’m still unmarried! Where would I have a son?”
“If you don’t answer properly, your son will rot in prison for life—by my hand if the law won’t do it. One way or another.”
[….]
The middle-aged ghost swallowed hard, watching the fierce determination burning in Camilla’s unwavering gaze.
“So what son are you even talking about…!”
“How much were you paid for this job?”
“Money? There’s no such thing…!”
[Fifty million won.]
“Fifty million won.”
“…!”
Park Sungsu’s eyes flew wide open. Did she just say fifty million won?
‘No way….’
Did she just state the exact amount I received for this job? That’s impossible! How could she possibly know that?!
“Ha! Two people nearly died, and you only got fifty million?”
“You, what nonsense are you spouting now!”
“You certainly didn’t receive it through a bank account—you took it in cash, didn’t you? Where did you hide it? Not in a check, surely. The bulk would be quite substantial.”
“So what money are you even talking about!”
[I put it in the toilet tank in the master bedroom restroom for now.]
“The master bedroom restroom toilet?”
“…!”
“Why would you filthily hide money in a toilet? People like you are why others say money is dirty. Such a waste.”
“W-what are you?”
The man’s complexion drained to white. Did she really know everything about the money he’d received? The look in his eyes, which had been one of disbelief, had already shifted to pure horror.
“How did you receive the request?”
[That rotten bastard Kang Donghee introduced me to it.]
“Kang Donghee?”
“Eek!”
A shriek escaped Park Sungsu’s lips. His old friend’s name had just come from this woman he’d never seen before.
[That bastard seduced me! He’s always been like that—he’d always make my son do the dirty work! That damned son of a—!]
‘Excuse me.’
…A man with his wits about him wouldn’t do such things just because a friend tempted him, sir.
“You all heard that, didn’t you?”
Camilla slowly turned around. The noisy Police Station had fallen silent. Every eye inside had shifted toward her and Park Sungsu.
“I’ll leave the rest to you officers.”
With that, I turned and headed out of the Police Station, first sending a meaningful glance to the spirit hovering beside Park Sungsu—a silent command to follow.
“…Who was that person?”
“I have no idea.”
After I disappeared, the officer who had been interrogating Park Sungsu asked the lawyer with a bewildered expression about my identity.
But the lawyer knew little about me either, so he could only offer an awkward smile.
“Hey, go home and look for the money first. Verify if it’s real. If it is, then track down this Kang Donghee and find his location.”
Realizing this might not be a simple traffic accident, the officers began moving swiftly.
“We’ll need to restart our statements, won’t we?”
“Well…”
Park Sungsu’s interrogation began anew.
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[It’s all because of that bastard! Our son is just so innocent….]
“Yes, your son is quite innocent indeed. That’s why he tried to kill someone, right?”
Sir, you need to say something that makes sense if you want me to listen. My gaze toward the middle-aged spirit turned glacial.
After leaving the Police Station, I made my way to a quiet, deserted park nearby and continued my conversation with the middle-aged spirit.
[Ugh….]
Park Gangyeon, Park Sungsu’s father, let out a pained groan.
I had drawn everything out of him without his realizing it, but now that he had spoken, he belatedly understood that his confession had actually made things worse for his son.
Wouldn’t it be far better for his son to be punished for drowsy driving than for being hired to commit murder?
Why had he done it? At that moment, it had simply felt necessary.
That gaze, that expression! If he didn’t comply with my words, it had felt certain that his son would be harmed and killed right then and there.
[What do we do now!]
“What do we do? We find the real culprit. That way, your son’s sentence will be reduced.”
…Though realistically, even if we find the real culprit, wouldn’t it be difficult for someone who conspired to commit murder to escape punishment easily?
‘Well, that’s not my concern.’
I didn’t bother voicing such thoughts. Right now, I needed to extract every piece of information.
“Is there anything else you know about the person who ordered your son to do this?”
[Me? I just watched from the side when my son moved. Donghee called and said there was a job where we could make big money….]
“….”
It was clear that this Kang Donghee was also taking orders from someone else. At this rate, wouldn’t I fail to find the real culprit?
[But there’s something that bothers me.]
“Something that bothers you?”
The spirit Park Gangyeon clicked his tongue repeatedly as he recalled those events.
[That car looked ominous, I tell you.]
“What do you mean? The car Issia was in?”
[Yes. There was something sinister emanating from it. I couldn’t even get close. It felt like that aura would consume me.]
“….”
…What is this? Was this not stalking or ordinary crime? My brow furrowed slightly at Park Gangyeon’s words.
I pulled out my phone.
Beep beep— Beep beep—
-Camilla? You’re already out of the Police Station?
“Yes. But Sia.”
-Yes?
“Where is the car you were driving right now?”
-The one in the accident? It’s at the Auto Repair Shop right now. They say it’s so badly damaged that scrapping it might be the best option. But the police officer told us not to scrap it until all investigations are complete… Why do you ask?
“Where is that?”
-Pardon?
“The Auto Repair Shop—where is it?”
* * *
“This is it. As you can see, scrapping is the only option.”
Upon arriving at the Auto Repair Shop, Camilla was guided by a staff member to a vehicle sitting in one corner.
‘It’s a miracle she survived.’
True to the mechanic’s words, the car was so crushed and mangled that its original form was barely recognizable.
“Take your time looking it over. Let me know if you need anything.”
“Yes, thank you.”
After the staff member left, Camilla stepped closer to the vehicle.
[Grrrrr….]
“I don’t think it’s a good idea to get any closer.”
But Arsian and King hastily blocked her path.
Before departing for the Auto Repair Shop, Camilla had summoned Arsian and King. She thought they might be useful if something came up.
‘The two of them see malevolent energy better than I do.’
King, being a Shinsu, went without saying, and Arsian, who had recently gained strong dark power, was particularly adept at detecting malevolent auras.
“What’s there?”
As expected, both of them sensed something from the car on the verge of being scrapped and tensed.
[Kyu kyu!]
“I’m not entirely sure, but it’s distinctly dark.”
If it were something related to spirits, Camilla could have seen it too, but right now there was nothing particularly visible. Just a slightly eerie feeling?
‘I thought it might be a malevolent spirit.’
The moment she saw the car, a chill ran through her. She wondered if it carried the same kind of malevolent aura that always clung to Yeeun.
“You stay here.”
[Kyu!]
King and Arsian leaped from Camilla’s arms and headed toward the vehicle.
They didn’t examine anything else. They immediately searched the place where the densest aura emanated—the driver’s seat where Sia sat.
“This seems to be it?”
Moments later, Arsian picked something up.
“…A talisman?”
It was a talisman covered in incomprehensible symbols that appeared to be written in blood.
“What kind of talisman is this?”
Why would someone orchestrate a car accident and then place such a talisman inside?
“I’m not sure what the paper is, but.”
Arsian cast a spell, deliberately opening a small wound on his palm. Then he let the blood dripping from his hand fall onto the talisman.
“…What?”
Camilla had been about to cry out—demanding to know what he was doing, why he’d suddenly wounded himself—but she froze at the sight that followed. The blood that had fallen onto the talisman vanished in an instant.
“It’s consuming blood.”
“….”
Camilla’s expression turned glacial. Watching the talisman greedily absorb Arsian’s blood, she understood immediately.
Its purpose. Someone had created this to obtain Sia’s blood.
‘What kind of lunatic would do this.’
[Kyuu!]
As Camilla’s expression grew colder by the second, King suddenly leaped toward Arsian.
And then the creature snapped the talisman right into its mouth.
“King, don’t put filthy things in your mouth like that.”
Gulp.
“King!”
Before Camilla could tell King to spit it out at once, the creature had already swallowed it whole. Startled, she immediately scooped King into her arms.

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