I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 1

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Professor Min Yoo-shin is an ‘outsider.’

It had been only a few months since he started working at Boksan University Hospital. Yet he was shamelessly hiding here, pretending to be a proper doctor.

Receiving a large salary every month. As if it were nothing.

Of course, Yushin knew it too.

That this place was a sacred location that didn’t suit him at all.

The hospital was the front line where life and death met. In that sense, it resembled ‘the place where he originally belonged’ quite a lot.

Both the hospital and that place had people covered in the same bloody stench and sweat. Only the reasons and purposes were different.

Here, everyone was busy trying to save lives, while there, they usually did the opposite.

Yushin was someone who came from such a place.

To him, the hospital was far too peaceful and tranquil.

‘It really doesn’t suit me at all.’

With that thought, Yushin picked up the glasses on his desk. Then he put on the gown hanging on the coat rack and stood in front of the mirror.

He forced the cold expression reflected in the mirror into a smiling face. And he swept up his disheveled hair to tidy it.

Only then did the appearance of ‘Professor Min Yoo-shin’ known to the hospital staff emerge.

Professor Min Yoo-shin, Department of Gastroenterology

He tapped the name tag on his left chest with his long finger.

“…Hmm.”

After letting out a short sigh, he opened the door to the Professor’s Office and headed toward the elevator.

“Good morning, Professor.”

“Hello.”

The staff elevator door heading to the Outpatient Clinic opened, and the staff members he encountered greeted him warmly.

Yushin lightly bowed with a smiling face as he got on the elevator.

He had been playing the role of a doctor, which wasn’t in his nature, for several months now. However, there had been no particular gains.

‘Where and how should I search today…’

He pressed his lips together and closed his eyes with both hands thrust into his gown pockets.

While heading to the 1st Floor where the treatment rooms were located, he quietly recalled the day he first came here.

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The only thing illuminating the room filled with cheap alcohol smell and bloody stench was a single old shadowless lamp.

Piano music echoed loudly from the speaker. Yushin’s hands moved quickly to the melody of Gymnopédie. Blood spread with slicing sounds.

The mask and disposable plastic clothing Yushin wore had long been covered in blood. He hummed along to the musical notes coming from the speaker with an indifferent expression.

Then, with a creaking sound, the heavy iron door opened.

A man entered the room and immediately frowned deeply while covering his nose.

−What? Still not finished?

Yushin didn’t answer.

The man let out a hollow laugh and turned down the speaker volume. Only then did Yushin glance at him briefly with just his eyes.

−Ah, you’re here?

−Don’t you ever get tired of it? How is it this music every time?

−It’s good. Because it’s clean.

He shook his head while looking up and down at Yushin’s blood-covered state.

−Yeah, real clean.

−Ah, Gymnopédie is innocent. The problem is those Cheongwha Faction bastards who turned people into rags and sent them back.

−Did you find out anything?

−Not yet. But no matter how I look at it, this is expert work. Did the Cheongwha Faction recruit new people or something?

After staring at the wounds Yushin was pointing to for a long time, the man shrugged and stepped back.

−How would I know? You’re here to dig up that kind of stuff.

−Ey, damn. If that’s the case, at least pay me more. I think I’ll have to pull an all-nighter again today.”

The man showed a surprised reaction to Yushin’s irritated voice.

−Why? Do you need money?

−Is there anyone who doesn’t like money?

The man who had been rubbing the blood on the floor with his shoe looked at Yushin.

−Hey, then I’ll pay you more, so want to try working in the field?

Only then did Yushin’s head turn for the first time.

Cold eyes under the shadowless lamp turned toward the man. And a short sneer followed.

−That wasn’t in the contract terms.

−Ah, it wasn’t. But this is.

−What is?

−Rumors that the Cheongwha Faction kids are selling drugs there.

As soon as the man finished speaking, the tip of the scalpel Yushin was holding trembled.

He changed the direction of the scalpel he had been gently holding with his thumb and index finger and gripped it tightly deep in his palm. The scalpel blade, suddenly filled with force, plunged into the corpse’s abdomen with a thud.

−Ah, what?

Yushin’s eyes looking at the man gleamed and shone.

−How about it, will you do it?

−Where’s the location?

−Boksan University Hospital.

−Ah, shit.

Yushin’s brow furrowed immediately. The man continued speaking while reading his expression.

−It’s good. I’ll get you a high-paying position. Make money and get the goods too. No matter how much I rack my brain, you’re the only bastard I can plant in the hospital.

−What are the conditions?

−A couple months as a professor. Just bring back those bastards’ movements. Professors get paid ten million won a month, they say. Of course, allowances are separate. The company will handle everything smoothly from entrance to exit without problems.

−Doksah, your tongue is long today?

−If you refuse, there’s no answer. I’d even want to add my own money, hey.

At the man’s jest, Yushin pulled down his mask with his blood-stained surgical gloves and smiled.

−Fortunately, it seems successful. I’m interested.

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[1st Floor.]

There were less than 10 minutes left until morning clinic hours.

When the elevator door opened, the staff members who had filled the inside began moving busily.

“Professor? You need to get off.”

“Ah… I’m going to the Basement to buy some coffee.”

Yushin stepped back with a smiling face.

If he got off like this, he would surely have to mingle with them all the way walking to the Outpatient Clinic.

‘How bothersome.’

The elevator door closed and headed toward the Basement with rattling sounds. Yushin took out his phone and checked his recent call history. Then he called ‘Doksah.’

A short signal rang and the other party’s voice flowed from the Bluetooth earphone in his ear.

[Oh, Scalpel. Reporting for work?]

From that moment, Yushin began pouring out complaints.

“Yesterday was a bust too. How can there be no trace of those Cheongwha Faction bastards for over a month?”

He clicked his tongue softly.

“Ah, really. I feel like cursing…”

The moment he trailed off, Yushin’s eyes narrowed.

He felt the cable slowly winding over the elevator pulley. The brake gradually engaged and subtle vibrations resonated through the floor.

The number displayed on the elevator was basement level 5. The speed slowed slightly. It seemed the elevator would stop soon.

Beyond the tightly closed iron door, he could sense someone’s presence.

“Wait a moment. Don’t hang up, just wait.”

With those words, Yushin instantly bent his waist, rounded his shoulders, and deeply bowed his head.

Then his large, confident presence was instantly erased. Now Yushin standing in the corner of the elevator looked like just an ordinary doctor suffering from overwork.

Then with a ding sound, the door opened. And a woman with her hair tightly tied in a ponytail got on the elevator.

The moment their eyes briefly met, Yushin unconsciously had to hold his breath.

She certainly didn’t have a flashy appearance that would catch everyone’s attention at first glance.

She wasn’t wearing any special perfume either.

Yet Yushin felt restless.

‘…What is this?’

He quickly retraced what he had seen. An anxious feeling arose, as if he had missed something. Eventually, unable to bear it, he lifted his head once more.

His turning gaze met hers directly. However, it was Yushin who turned his head away again.

His heart pounded as his instincts screamed.

‘This person is dangerous.’

It was an intense premonition he had never felt before. Yushin kept glancing sideways at the woman’s back.

Though she seemed to be standing casually, her two legs planted on the floor and the balance of her straight back and shoulders were perfect.

‘She’s not… an ordinary person.’

The lines of her body, hidden by cargo pants and a loose tee, looked slender but incredibly solid.

Whether she didn’t notice Yushin’s gaze or not, she muttered “Ah, right” to herself and rummaged through her pocket to pull out her phone.

She tapped the screen to open her messages and let out a deep sigh.

「Congratulations on your final acceptance for the Boksan University Hospital Environmental Staff position.」

Yushin’s eyebrow rose slightly as he peeked at her phone screen over her shoulder.

‘Environmental cleaner?’

She quickly scrolled through the message to check it, confirmed the floor where the environmental department office was located, and pressed the button firmly.

[Ding-diri-ri, diri-ri, ding-ding.]

Just then, a loud ringtone echoed inside the elevator. The name displayed on the screen was ‘Park Inkyu’. She startled and hurriedly pressed the call button.

The woman brought her hand to her mouth and spoke in a small voice.

“I’m at the hospital. …Am I sick? What nonsense. I’m at work. Today’s my first day.”

Mumbling sounds came from the other end of the phone.

Yushin quickly pulled out the earphone he had in his ear to eavesdrop on the conversation.

“Yes, yes.”

[….]

“Ah, I got it. I’ll check everything thoroughly and settle it all before I go. Okay?”

[…Fighting!]

A loud voice came through the receiver.

The woman briefly held the phone away from her ear as if it hurt, then hung up immediately. Then she shook her head as if exasperated and shoved the phone into her pocket.

Soon the elevator stopped and the woman’s head turned toward Yushin.

She gave a light bow as if apologizing for the commotion, then quickly stepped out and disappeared.

Yushin watched her retreating figure with his eyes as he stuck the earphone back in his ear.

“I didn’t know the Cheongwha Faction made connections inside the hospital like this?”

[What the hell are you suddenly talking about?]

“You didn’t hear?”

[No. I didn’t hear. What did they say.]

“They said ‘Cheongwha. Fighting.'”

[…There’s a crazy person who says shit like that?]

“Unless I heard wrong.”

The sound of gulping and swallowing dry saliva came through the earphone.

Yushin swept his neatly parted hair to the side and sneered.

“I’ll have to check it out first. Whether it’s real or not.”

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