I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 48

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48

 

The employee guided Cheong-a past the main hall to the elevator in the private area.

 

Following the rapidly ascending numbers, the elevator moved to the lounge on the top floor.

 

Ding dong.

 

The doors opened to reveal the VIP lounge decorated with large potted plants.

 

−Don’t act clueless, just naturally look around once. Then an employee will come help you.

 

Following Rachel’s advice, Cheong-a cast an indifferent gaze around her surroundings. Sure enough, just as Rachel had said, an employee appeared from somewhere and approached with a polite greeting.

 

“I’ll take your coat for you.”

 

Cheong-a moved her shoulders slightly without saying a word, and the employee carefully took and held the fur coat. Then naturally took the lead walking ahead.

 

“This way, please.”

 

Following Cheong-a’s slow steps, the hem of the cheongsam swayed gently.

 

Surely when Rachel wore it, there was no particular sense of incongruity. Why did it feel so unsuitable and out of place on her? Her worries were mountainous.

 

‘Ah, it’s not that obvious… right?’

 

Cheong-a smoothed down her outfit while following the employee around the corner.

 

Then beyond the large monstera leaves, she could see a man leaning back on the sofa.

 

At the same time, Cheong-a fidgeted with the earring on her left ear. With a click, the recorder began operating.

 

One step, two steps.

 

With the closing distance, the very person who had screwed over Cheong-a a year ago was being revealed before her eyes.

 

The culprit who had transferred Cheong-a from headquarters to Central Police Station.

 

That man Jeong Gwangsub, whom she had only seen in photos, raised his hand high and waved it toward Cheong-a.

 

“Oh, Rachel? You look… even younger than I heard.”

 

***

 

The murmuring sounds of people huddled in front of Chamkkae’s monitor filled the office.

 

“Jeong Gwangsub looks disgusting as hell. Rachel is definitely coming out today, right?”

 

“How many times do I have to tell you.”

 

“We need to secure evidence today and wrap this all up.”

 

Chamkkae nodded while tapping the keyboard listlessly. Real-time information from Star Hotel was being transmitted live on Chamkkae’s multiple monitors.

 

Multiple CCTVs installed in the VIP lounge. And body cam footage from Muet, who had infiltrated as a hotel employee today.

 

“Hey, isn’t this it?”

 

Chamkkae asked while enlarging the back view of a woman standing with her back to the elevator’s CCTV.

 

“Looks right.”

 

Doksah examined it carefully while calling Muet.

 

“Muet. Muet. Target appeared. Getting off the elevator in 3 seconds. She’s a sharp woman, so stay out of sight as much as possible.”

 

Instead of an answer from Muet, tap, tap tap sounds of tapping the in-ear came through.

 

“Okay. Confirmed.”

 

The elevator doors opened revealing a woman wearing a fur coat, and the gazes of everyone gathered in front of the monitor focused on the screen.

 

“Huh? That’s not Rachel.”

 

“What? Who is that?”

 

Doksah’s flustered gaze swept over the agents’ faces. However, no one showed any expression of recognizing her.

 

Except for one person.

 

Except for Min Yoo-shin.

 

Doksah’s gaze fixed directly on Yushin.

 

“Mes. Do you know that woman?”

 

“…Meerkat.”

 

With an answer that seemed squeezed out, Yushin quickly got up from his seat and rushed out of the office.

 

“Hey, Mes!”

 

Doksah called him in a loud voice, but Yushin ran as if he couldn’t hear.

 

Yushin running down the corridor put in his in-ear and shouted loudly.

 

“Sejin! I’m going to Star Hotel now. Please give me real-time reports!”

 

Having already broken through all those complex security doors, Yushin was running toward the parking lot.

 

Through the in-ear came not Chamkkae’s voice but Doksah’s.

 

[Mes, Mes.]

 

“…”

 

Yushin started the car without answering. Then he stepped hard on the accelerator and drove off.

 

[Hey, you crazy bastard. Slow down.]

 

“…It’s urgent.”

 

Then came Doksah’s loud sigh.

 

[What are you going to do there? You threw a fit saying you hated fieldwork, so what the hell is this?]

 

Instead of answering, Yushin gripped the steering wheel tightly.

 

Everyone on Yushin’s team today knew that Jeong Gwangsub had booked a room at Star Hotel. Even that room where they had installed CCTVs was filled with all sorts of perverted tools.

 

“Doksah.”

 

[What!]

 

“It’s Inspector Kim Chung-a.”

 

[Why are you suddenly looking for Inspector Kim Chung-a?]

 

“The one who entered the VIP lounge earlier. That’s Inspector Kim Chung-a. Tell Chamkkae to check.”

 

[…]

 

“Us installing CCTVs in that room and watching will definitely be a problem too. It doesn’t matter what criminals do to each other, but if it’s a police officer, that’s a different problem.”

 

Doksah fell silent.

 

“I’ll try to stop it somehow… Please give me real-time field reports.”

 

At Yushin’s words, those remaining in the office looked at each other with bewildered expressions.

 

“Doksah. This guy’s lost it. Now he’s just calling out people’s names in the office. Isn’t this grounds for salary reduction?”

 

“…”

 

However, Doksah’s gaze couldn’t leave the monitor.

 

“Chamkkae. Run an analysis on this woman once.”

 

“What?”

 

Chamkkae brought his face close to the monitor and pushed up his glasses. Then he tapped the keyboard to capture the woman’s face on screen. After several clicks, an analysis program began running within the monitor.

 

“Uh… Doksah. This looks like Meerkat.”

 

“What?”

 

“Uh uh… I mean, the bone structure and everything all match up. The face is… what? It’s not being recognized at all. Is it makeup?”

 

“…”

 

Doksah quickly grabbed the in-ear and shouted.

 

“Muet. Muet, come in.”

 

[Tap, tap tap.]

 

Muet’s response came through the in-ear.

 

“The one at the scene isn’t Rachel, it’s Inspector Kim Chung-a.”

 

At that voice, Muet smoothly turned his head to fix his gaze on the CCTV positioned on the ceiling. His very slight shoulder shrug showed an expression waiting for the next instruction.

 

“You know? Park Bokseon from Boksandae Hospital janitor. Don’t let her see your face at all and stay hidden as much as possible.”

 

[Tap, tap tap.]

 

Muet nodded slowly as if nothing was wrong and naturally blended in among the employees, erasing his presence.

 

“Hey, what the hell is going on? How did Inspector Kim Chung-a get into that scene?”

 

Doksah stared at the monitor silently for a moment. There, Kim Chung-a could be seen naturally taking a seat across from Jeong Gwangsub.

 

“Turn up the volume.”

 

“What?”

 

“She’s a police officer. She’ll subtly probe while asking proper questions.”

 

With an “Ah” sound, those gathered in front of the monitor each murmured and nodded.

 

“She’ll definitely use investigation techniques and such.”

 

“Then that’s not bad?”

 

“The problem is,”

 

Doksah pressed his temple with a troubled expression.

 

“That bastard Jeong Gwangsub has booked a room. How do we get her out of that?”

 

***

 

Cheong-a counted numbers in her mind to lower her heart rate.

 

One, two, three.

 

Jeong Gwangsub, who was leaning back lazily on the sofa, was staring intently at Cheong-a.

 

Sharp features with a keen impression. His face with slightly downturned corners of his mouth gave off a cold feeling. It certainly wasn’t the face of someone who had lived an ordinary life.

 

The sound of him constantly moving his fingertips and repeatedly taking deep breaths with huffing sounds.

 

‘He’s on drugs… isn’t he.’

 

He looked no different from the countless drug dealers she had seen before.

 

Cheong-a opened her bag and pulled out the documents she had received from Rachel, throwing them onto the table.

 

Thud.

 

The bundle of papers scattered across the table.

 

Only then did Jeong Gwangsub rise from the sofa, picking up the documents with a sluggish smile.

 

One page, two pages. As he slowly flipped through and checked the documents, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

 

“Wow, this is really impressive.”

 

“Even if your IQ is double digits, you should know that’s not everything. I’m not in my twenties anymore, giving away all my cards for free.”

 

At Cheong-a’s words, a snicker escaped from Jeong Gwangsub.

 

“Just like Manager said?”

 

“…?”

 

“He said you act like a wild cat around strangers. You have quite an attractive side.”

 

Cheong-a cursed inwardly. Of course, with her hand placed under the table, she was also elegantly extending only her middle finger to give him the finger.

 

“You don’t need to worry about Ms. Rachel. Manager Oh will take pretty good care of her. She’s his mistress.”

 

“Well, I’ve never really received anything proper so far.”

 

“Kahahaha. You look like you could dump any man in the world, but you’re not very practical.”

 

Cheong-a, who was trying hard to maintain an expressionless face, looked steadily at Jeong Gwangsub and let out a short sigh.

 

“Whatever. I’d like to know why you suddenly requested the materials?”

 

“Ah, something big is coming in this time. We need to prepare too.”

 

“Something big?”

 

“Yeah, the Yongyon Gang.”

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