I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 3

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The reason was simple.

Patients coming to the endoscopy room frequently visited the bathroom. Very frequently at that.

Each person used the bathroom dozens of times, so no matter how much she cleaned and cleaned again, the bathroom cleaning never ended.

Wiping down toilets every single day brought tears to her eyes naturally.

[Announcement. The janitor in charge of the 5th floor endoscopy room, please promptly clean and organize the men’s restroom environment. Once again-.]

Cheong-a grabbed her hair at the announcement sound filling the corridor.

This meant someone had made another mess in the bathroom.

I just finished cleaning the toilet 10 minutes ago.

‘Undercover investigation my ass. I’m just cleaning toilets all day long!’

She gripped her mop tightly and headed toward the bathroom with determination.

The reason Cheong-a was assigned to the 5th floor wasn’t anything special.

Probably because the other janitors disliked it.

Ah, maybe the previous person had fled after suffocating from the smell of poop while cleaning toilets all day.

The truth was probably something like that.

It was just as she was thinking such thoughts and turning the corner toward the bathroom.

The end of her mop, swinging back and forth, went ‘pook’ as it plunged into something soft.

And,

“Huk?!”

Along with that sound, something collapsing from beyond the wall appeared in slow motion.

A white gown fluttered as it fell toward the floor, no, toward Cheong-a.

“Huh?”

What was falling toward her was a man who appeared to be medical staff.

Even with half his small face covered by a medical mask, he clearly seemed to be making a very troubled expression.

Cheong-a instinctively twisted her body to avoid the man. Because of this, the man’s body, having lost its support, collapsed to the floor with a thud.

“Wah?! Are you okay?”

Cheong-a grabbed and shook the man who was crouched over with his back hunched.

The man clutched his lower abdomen, no, a bit lower than that, with trembling hands as if in pain.

He frowned and groaned.

“What, what… you?”

The man’s hand grabbed onto Cheong-a’s clothes. He frowned deeply and stammered.

“Damn… you… This bastard. Cheongwha…?”

Instantly Cheong-a’s expression hardened, and the man’s fingertips gradually began losing strength as his words trailed off.

Cheongwha?

Cheong-a examined the unconscious man with a deep frown.

Though he mumbled a bit due to the mask, the man had definitely said ‘Cheongwha.’

Who is this person that knows about the Cheongwha Faction?

Cheong-a’s hand quickly reached out and flipped the name tag attached to the man’s chest.

Gastroenterology Professor Min Yoo-shin

‘Professor?’

Cheong-a raised her head and looked around.

Since it was near the professor’s office area where civilian traffic was prohibited, there were no people passing by.

She fixed her gaze on the corner and felt around the man’s back pocket to pull out his wallet.

She could confirm the name Min Yoo-shin on both his ID and credit cards.

The time it took to check all this with just one hand was less than a minute.

Of course, with her other hand she was checking his pulse. She couldn’t let someone get seriously hurt due to her mistake.

His pulse was slow but fortunately normal.

His pupils – she quickly flipped back his eyelids, but it was difficult to check since he had already lost consciousness.

Finally, the most important area, his groin – fortunately there didn’t seem to be any bleeding…

Cheong-a squeezed her eyes shut as her hand moved toward the man’s injured area.

“Hmm…? Ah? Oh!”

Her fingertips trembled as she felt around the man’s pants.

The size she grasped was quite serious. It seemed the condition of his lower region after being struck by the mop was very poor.

Suddenly the hand that had been feeling his groin jerked away in surprise. It was because it was swelling up little by little in real time every time she touched it.

‘This… isn’t this serious if it swells up this much?’

Her anxious, pale eyes mercilessly went back and forth between the man’s face and lower region. The thought crossed her mind that something could go very wrong if left like this.

‘Emergency, emergency!’

Cheong-a hurriedly slipped her hands under both of the man’s armpits. Then she bent her knees halfway and began dragging his body.

“Ugh. What is this!”

He was quite tall, but should he really be this heavy?

Cheong-a had superior stamina and strength compared to most women. However, dragging Min Yoo-shin was not easy.

Just from the firmness of the latissimus dorsi and pectoralis major muscles touching her hands under his armpits, she could roughly guess. This man looked thin, but had quite a lot of muscle mass.

Of course he’d be heavy then.

When she exerted force to pull his body, her back trembled.

‘What should I do! This is terrible…!’

Cheong-a cried as she used all her strength to drag the man’s body. Her destination was the endoscopy room where the medical staff were gathered.

With each step, sweat poured down like rain.

“Please help!”

Cheong-a dragged the man all the way to the front of the endoscopy room and barely managed to call for help. A nurse in examination clothes who was passing by made a startled sound upon seeing them.

“Oh my, Professor!”

A shriek echoed in the corridor.

The nurse ran inside the endoscopy room and shouted something, and instantly medical staff came rushing out.

Cheong-a was breathing heavily with a tearful expression.

In her two hands, Yushin’s unconscious and limp body was being dragged along.

“He suddenly collapsed in the corridor!”

“Prepare the cart! Contact the CPR team!”

“When he fell, he got hit in a vital spot by the mop!”

“Oh my!”

The sequence of events was a bit mixed up, but anyway, all the important details were conveyed.

Before long, a portable stretcher was prepared, and the medical staff began lifting Min Yoo-shin with skilled movements and transferring him onto the bed.

“Move him carefully! One, two, three!”

Even while unconscious, Yushin frowned deeply and curled up his body as if the unmentionable area hurt.

‘I’m, I’m sorry.’

Cheong-a offered an apology in her heart. Then she quickly ran back to the professor’s office area where she had been cleaning.

In the hospital corridor, another announcement was playing asking for the restroom environment to be cleaned.

‘I’m going, I’m going!’

Cheong-a grabbed the mop sprawled on the floor and started running toward the bathroom. While doing so, she made a phone call somewhere.

[Wow. Senior. Good morning.]

The call was answered by Sergeant In Yeon-hee from the Information Analysis Department at Central Police Station.

“Yeonhui, help me out!”

[What is it? Is there something interesting?]

She could almost see Yeonhui’s big eyes sparkling at the excited voice on the other end of the phone.

“Name Min Yoo-shin. Age thirty-three. Gastroenterology professor at Boksan University Hospital. Look into his background. It’s urgent.”

Cheong-a recited the information she had seen on his ID just moments ago.

The busy keyboard sounds coming from the receiver stopped. And soon Yeonhui’s laughter poured out.

[What? Where did you find such a decent man?]

A decent man?

Her hand that had been scrubbing the toilet with the brush stopped. Cheong-a objected with a troubled voice.

“It’s not like that. He’s a suspicious person.”

[Why? There’s nothing suspicious about him? His job is decent and he lives in a really nice place. He just seems like he was born with a silver spoon.]

Despite Yeonhui’s explanation, an even deeper suspicion settled on Cheong-a’s face. She stopped scrubbing the toilet and spoke in a lowered voice.

“I’m currently undercover at the hospital, and that man asked me if I was from the Cheongwha Faction the moment he saw me.”

From the other end of the phone came bustling sounds as if Yeonhui was adjusting her posture.

[Really? That Cheongwha that made our drug task force team look like fools chasing chickens? He just asked you that out of nowhere?]

“Well, I kind of… hurt that person. At that moment, he urgently asked if I was Cheongwha? I’m undercover as Park Bokseon, so he couldn’t have been calling my real name.”

[That’s even more suspicious, isn’t it?]

“Right? Anyway, it’s definitely one of the two. I really got a strong feeling about it.”

A moment of silence flowed between them.

Yeonhui never dismissed Cheong-a’s intuition as mere gut feeling.

A valedictorian graduate from the Police University who had memorized entire investigation records—this eccentric, combined with her field experience, was like a human supercomputer loaded with an enormous amount of information.

And her results always outpaced the system’s predictions to pinpoint the correct answer.

The problem was that even Cheong-a herself couldn’t properly explain the process.

She would always describe the results of her algorithm with phrases like “I’ve got a bad feeling” or “I smell crime.”

That’s why most people simply accepted it as “Inspector Kim Chung-a just has good intuition.”

But Yeonhui was different.

‘This isn’t intuition—it’s high-performance forensic computation in her brain that even AI can’t keep up with, you idiots!’

Yeonhui immediately began moving her hands, following Cheong-a’s instincts without delay.

[Okay. I’ll dig deeper into his background. What we’ve confirmed so far is that there’s a possibility he was exempt from military service… I think.]

“Military exemption?”

[He’s thirty-three and already a professor. It’s impossible without military exemption.]

“Ah, you’re right. He looks perfectly healthy, so why the military exemption. Anyway, got it. Please take care of it!”

Cheong-a smiled as she looked at the now sparkling clean toilet.

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