I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 6

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6

Cheong-a was basically quite harsh in her evaluation of men’s appearances. She would usually say that even decent celebrities looked ordinary.

From such a woman’s mouth came the words “handsome,” and not just handsome, but “incredibly handsome.”

The smile on Inkyu’s face was instantly wiped away.

He grabbed Cheong-a’s arm firmly and made her face him.

“Is being handsome… important right now? Why didn’t you report it? I didn’t see it in the report.”

“Ah, why are you like this? It’s not like we’ve been investigating for just a day or two. I gave a verbal report to the team leader first. I’ll write the report after checking more and when the circumstances become clear.”

Park Inkyu let out a deep sigh.

“There’s no decent guy among handsome ones. Be careful.”

“Hyung! Is that a strong appeal that you’re a decent guy?”

“Hey, you. Someone like me,”

Creak.

What cut off Inkyu’s voice was the sound of the old door of the fitness room opening.

Both people’s gazes turned toward the entrance simultaneously.

“So you were here?”

At Oh Sung-min’s voice, Cheong-a and Inkyu hurriedly stood up from their seats and gave respectful greetings.

“Good morning!”

“Senior. You’ve arrived.”

Watching Cheong-a and Inkyu bow, Oh Sung-min picked up the knife that had fallen on the floor.

“What’s this. Do lovers’ quarrels these days involve holding things like this?”

At the cheeky joke, Cheong-a burst out laughing.

“Oh, senior. We’re not in that kind of relationship. And how could I attack Inkyu hyung?”

“Tsk tsk. How could you attack him? Looking at it, it seems like you already got cocky and got hit once, splitting your forehead.”

“Ah… This is from the hospital…”

Cheong-a scratched the bandage on her forehead with an awkward expression.

“I guess Boksan University’s entrance is opened with foreheads?”

The reason Sergeant Sung-min could be friendly with Cheong-a, who had a higher rank than him, was simple.

He was a veteran with nearly 20 years of field experience. Cheong-a treated Sung-min respectfully as a senior with respect for that.

Of course, Sung-min also showed proper courtesy befitting Cheong-a’s position in official settings.

Through these mutual efforts, Violent Crime Team 2 could maintain a harmonious atmosphere that wasn’t bound by unnecessary hierarchy while not losing respect for each other.

“Did you find out anything by running around until your forehead split?”

“I’m not sure. It feels like I caught something… but also like I didn’t…”

“Take it easy. If there’s anything difficult, quickly ask Park Inkyu here who’s playing around to help you.”

“Huh? I’m incredibly busy taking care of all of Kim Cheong-a’s work too.”

Leaving behind Park Inkyu who was frowning deeply, Cheong-a smiled brightly.

“Thank you, senior!”

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30 minutes before the start of treatment hours at Boksan University Hospital.

The environmental cleaning staff who had finished cleaning the examination rooms early in the morning were sitting in a row around the corner of the staff-only corridor.

They were taking a brief rest while sipping the cold vanilla lattes that Cheong-a had brought.

“Oh my. With one young person coming in, we get to drink things like this too.”p>

“Thank you, Bok-sun. I’ll drink it well, okay?”

They beamed with joy at the hardworking and pleasant Cheong-a.

“Hehe. Yes, sisters. I’ll buy you drinks often.”

Cheong-a also smiled along with them.

“Instead, if there are any interesting stories in the hospital, please let me know too. I really love that kind of thing.”

That’s right. This was a bribe.

To catch the movements of suspicious individuals or information circulating within the hospital first.

“Oh my! Of course. Is there anyone who knows hospital news faster than us?”

“Right? Hehehe.”

Just as the laughter was dispersing, a man in a white coat passed by in front of them. At the same time, Cheong-a’s laughter faded a bit slowly.

It was Min Yoo-shin who was heading toward the examination room interior with large strides.

Naturally, Cheong-a moved her gaze to follow him.

“But, Bok-sun. What happened to your forehead?”

“I just… bumped into something.”

Cheong-a gave a quite soulless answer while following Yushin’s back with her eyes. Nevertheless, the caring sisters made pitiful sounds with worried expressions.

“You properly disinfected it, right? We handle hospital waste. There’s infection risk, so you need to manage it properly.”

“Don’t worry, sister. Professor Min Yoo-shin treated this directly.”

“Ah, really? …Geez, he should have done it more prettily.”

That was the moment.

Yushin’s steps toward the examination room stopped right there. And his head slowly turned. Yushin’s gaze looking at Cheong-a was very sharp.

“…?”

Where his eyes were directed was the bandage remaining on Cheong-a’s forehead. The edges were wrinkled from sweating during exercise, and there were traces of messily cut bandages added on top.

Yushin turned his body around and approached Cheong-a with large strides.

The gazes of the three women crouched on the floor turned clearly toward Yushin.

“…The treatment I gave you shouldn’t be this.”

With a deeply furrowed expression, Yushin reached out and grabbed Cheong-a’s wrist.

“Huh?”

From among the cleaning staff who had been craning their necks like meerkats to look up at Yushin, Cheong-a was pulled out with a swoosh.

“Bok-sun!”

“Professor! Oh my.”

Yushin left behind the voices pouring out and began walking while pulling Cheong-a’s wrist.

The place they arrived at was the emergency room.

Cheong-a was made to sit on a simple chair there as if thrown down.

“Who are you trying to make look bad by making the dressing like this and saying I did it? Tsk.”

Yushin roughly tore off the bandage on her forehead as if to show his bad mood. Then he dabbed disinfectant-soaked sterile cotton on Cheong-a’s forehead repeatedly.

“Ugh. Ugh, it stings… But isn’t it better than saying the professor hurt me?”

The hand that was bringing new gauze to Cheong-a’s forehead hesitated. Yushin’s gaze slowly came down to meet Cheong-a’s.

“…”

“…”

If it were the usual Yushin, this would have been more than enough time to immediately pour out curses at such nonsense. However, now that he was looking directly into Cheong-a’s eyes, Yushin couldn’t say anything.

Only the noisy sounds of the emergency room spread around them.

How long had they been looking into each other’s eyes like that?

It was Yushin who turned his head first.

With a small sigh, he slapped a bandage onto Cheong-a’s forehead with a thwack!

“Ugh!”

Sparks flashed before Cheong-a’s eyes.

Having gotten hit again today, Cheong-a held her forehead and made groaning sounds.

For some reason, Yushin was looking at Cheong-a with narrowed eyes.

“Don’t go around saying useless things. I’ll take responsibility up to this point.”

With a flick sound, Yushin’s finger flicked against Cheong-a’s forehead. He quickly moved his steps and disappeared outside the emergency room.

Cheong-a blankly watched his retreating figure and suddenly had this thought.

Why does that person open his eyes like that?

Huh, was he perhaps smiling?

Surely he wasn’t sneering.

Cheong-a had to continue thinking about Yushin even while finishing her day’s work.

Inside the medical waste disposal facility, the smell of alcohol and blood vibrated. Only after finishing all the work of stacking the trash piles in boxes did Cheong-a take off her safety gloves and quickly wipe the sweat flowing on her forehead.

The straight and neatly attached bandage brushed against the back of her hand.

“…”

Actually, injuring her forehead wasn’t entirely Min Yoo-shin’s fault.

There was also her own fault for approaching to eavesdrop on the sounds coming from his room.

‘So I don’t really need to take responsibility or anything… Thanks but not thanks, you bastard.’

Her mind was complicated with various emotions.

At that moment, the phone she had put in her pocket vibrated.

After checking the caller, Cheong-a immediately pressed the call button.

“Yeah, Yeonhui.”

[Unnie…]

A dejected voice came through the receiver.

[I think I saw something wrong. I searched the hospital intranet and checked again, and Professor Min Yoo-shin from Boksan University Hospital completed his military service properly and is married. He’s not rich either and lives in an apartment near the hospital. He’s just an ordinary man in his 40s.]

“What?”

Cheong-a’s eyes, which had widened greatly, soon narrowed.

That smooth face was in his 40s?

That couldn’t be right.

Cheong-a closed her eyes and rummaged through her memories to recall his ID card. The photo, name, date of birth, and even the address that were clearly imprinted there.

She placed her hand on the mountain of waste boxes and shook her head.

“We cross-checked that day, didn’t we? You didn’t see it wrong. If the ID was fake, I wouldn’t have missed it…”

Cheong-a trailed off as a thought suddenly crossed her mind.

“Ah, wait. Could it be that the information was manipulated? How likely is that possibility?”

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