I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 66
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66
Knock knock knock.
Knock….
Knock knock.
Cheong-a jolted awake at the small sound of knocking on the door.
After briefly feeling awkward in the unfamiliar environment, she was soon able to remember that the place she had opened her eyes was the accommodation provided by the National Intelligence Service.
Officially, Cheong-a had been assigned to Jeju Island. Since Manager Oh might have people watching, it would be difficult to show herself going in and out of her home.
That’s why she was staying at this small hotel not far from Shangri-la instead of at home.
As she quietly moved toward the entrance door, the sound of gentle knocking continued.
“….”
Looking through the door scope, she could see Yushin outside.
“What the hell. What time is it right now….”
She was about to scold Yushin for coming to find her at the crack of dawn. However, seeing his dazed expression, Cheong-a trailed off.
“Excuse me, Min Yoo-shin.”
“…Ah.”
Only when she called his name in a slightly louder voice did Yushin finally look at Cheong-a with a startled expression.
“Why are you here so early? What’s this, it’s only five in the morning?”
Yushin looked around for a moment before showing a flustered expression.
“Just, ah, sorry. Now that I’ve come to my senses, I’m here.”
“….”
Somehow he looked even worse than a few days ago.
The dark circles under his eyes stood out even more against his pale face.
Cheong-a suddenly remembered the conversation she had with Doksah a few days ago.
−Something happened when he was young.
−Some brain training center or whatever. Those scammers sprayed drugs. He took quite a bit of it. In a household without parents, wanting to help their genius son in any way possible, they got it for him, but it turned out to be drugs.
−He went through a lot of bad things back then. Had a hard time getting off them too. The aftereffects… I can’t say there are none at all, but it’s nothing to worry about.
Nothing to worry about, my ass.
Here he is wandering around like a sleepwalker, completely out of it.
“Don’t tell me you couldn’t sleep again today?”
“….”
Yushin nodded slightly without answering. At that sight, Cheong-a felt a sharp pang in her chest.
He should have been living a normal, good life.
To think he has to live with these lifelong aftereffects from drugs he never wanted to take.
Cheong-a let out a long sigh and grabbed Yushin’s wrist, pulling him along.
“Come in.”
“Ah.”
“I’ll help you sleep.”
Yushin avoided Cheong-a’s gaze while continuously running his hands through his hair.
He probably had tried many, many methods to fall asleep. That’s why Yushin showed a disbelieving reaction to Cheong-a’s words about helping him sleep.
“How….”
“Hmm. Well.”
“….”
“Should I hit you with a mop? You seemed to fall asleep in one shot.”
“Ugh?”
Yushin’s face turned deathly pale.
He shuddered as if painful memories were vividly coming back, and hesitantly stepped back from Cheong-a.
“I, I was joking. Sorry….”
“Just thinking about it… already feels painful.”
Cheong-a laughed while pushing Yushin’s stiff body toward the bed.
“Just, you know. Like before, maybe you’ll fall asleep again while we talk?”
“….”
“Huh. Wait. Do I have a face that makes people sleepy?”
Cheong-a muttered to herself while feeling her own face.
At that sight, a low laugh escaped from Yushin.
Cheong-a pulled Yushin’s body to sit on the edge of the bed.
“But why can’t you sleep?”
“I guess it’s because I’m anxious. No, the feeling is strange. Just, everything feels bad.”
“Did you take your sedatives today too?”
“No. I couldn’t take them today.”
Cheong-a, who had been staring intently at Yushin sitting on the bed, asked.
“Should I hug you?”
“…What?”
“They say it releases oxytocin or something.”
Cheong-a sprang up from the bed and spread her arms wide. However, Yushin just stared blankly at Cheong-a without any particular reaction.
“Why, don’t you want to?”
“No, it’s not that.”
His gaze dropped, and Yushin continued in a very, very small voice.
“…I don’t know how to do it.”
It might have sounded like a strange excuse, but it definitely wasn’t a rejection.
So Cheong-a didn’t hesitate to push her body between Yushin’s long legs and wrap her arms around his large torso.
“What do you mean you don’t know. You just hug like this.”
“….”
Cheong-a patted Yushin’s back like that for quite a while.
“Do you usually trust your feelings?”
“I don’t really know about feelings, I tend to trust rational judgment.”
At that answer, Cheong-a couldn’t hide her frustrated expression.
“Then why are you being anxious?”
“There was exactly one day in my life when my feelings were right.”
“….”
“A day when I was anxious to death, so anxious I even thought about wanting to die.”
Yushin said while burying his face deep in Cheong-a’s chest.
“The day I heard the news of my family’s death.”
“…!”
“That’s how it feels right now.”
It was a moment when it was really difficult to offer comfort or carelessly say that everything would be okay.
Instead, Cheong-a put strength in her arms and hugged Yushin’s body tighter.
“I will absolutely never die.”
“….”
“So I don’t think you need to be anxious.”
Yushin, who had been silent for a moment, suddenly lifted his head to look at Cheong-a.
“Hm? What?”
“Don’t you exercise a lot?”
“I do, right?”
“Your body is softer than I thought. That’s interesting.”
Ah….
Huh?
What is he talking about all of a sudden?!
“…!”
Only then was Cheong-a able to remember that she was wearing only pajamas without any underwear.
And her face instantly turned bright red.
Yushin, unaware of Cheong-a’s inner thoughts, wore a worried expression as he cupped both of her cheeks with his hands.
“What’s this? Your face is suddenly all red. Do you have a fever?”
She could feel the warm heat from within his large hands.
***
D-day for Manager Oh and Rachel’s contact.
Cheong-a had spent a day at Rachel’s safehouse. They had to minimize any actions that might plant other suspicions in Manager Oh, who might be monitoring her movements.
She spent a full day with a National Intelligence Service agent who specialized in special makeup.
Special makeup turned out to be quite a time-consuming process.
After a long period of endurance, Rachel’s appearance was layered over Cheong-a’s face.
“Wow, even my mom wouldn’t recognize this.”
Cheong-a admired herself in the mirror.
Even the texture of the skin to the touch felt completely natural without any foreign sensation.
The feel of her chest, which had become twice as full as usual, was also excellent.
Because of this, Cheong-a found herself unconsciously fondling it repeatedly.
‘I’m jealous… so jealous!’
How could Rachel have such a pretty face and large breasts too…
What an unfair world.
Tsk.
What broke her from these worries was the sound of a car coming from outside the window.
Cheong-a quickly put on her coat and headed down to the first floor.
[Ding-dong-.]
When she opened the door at the sound of the doorbell, standing before her was a man with a very familiar face.
“We meet quite often, don’t we.”
At Boksan University Hospital as a pharmaceutical company sales representative.
At the Star Hotel as an employee there.
And today in the role of a daily bodyguard hired by Rachel.
The man who had met Cheong-a so many times just smiled awkwardly without answering.
“Well, let’s go.”
Muet nodded.
Muet, who had taken the wheel, spoke in a low voice.
“Muet, Rachel, departing. Estimated arrival time 7:30 PM.”
[Confirmed.]
Muet’s words and Doksah’s response also echoed in the in-ear device in Cheong-a’s ear.
[Chamkkae. Hotel CCTV, elevator operation authority, all room interior cameras operating normally.]
[Confirmed.]
[Raccoon. Lobby all clear.]
[Confirmed.]
[Delta. Checking interior.]
[Check thoroughly for any unusual circumstances.]
[Roger that.]
Far more voices than Cheong-a had expected were continuously delivering their respective reports.
***
Beyond Chamkkae and Yeonhui’s monitors, footage showing the 42nd floor corridor was flowing.
The elevator doors opened, and the figures of Cheong-a disguised as Rachel and Muet began to appear.
“It’s still so amazing to see. How can it look so perfect?”
“That costs millions of won each time you do it.”
Chamkkae and Yeonhui, who had built quite a friendship after several days of sharing hardships, were having idle conversation while keeping their eyes fixed on Cheong-a and Muet’s figures.
Muet, who had been walking ahead of Cheong-a, stopped in front of Room 4201, glanced back at her once, then knocked on the door.
However, what came out from inside were not Manager Oh but two foreign men.
“What the hell?”
[What the hell are those guys. Check their identities!]
Even before Doksah’s voice rang out, Chamkkae was already continuously clicking the screen to check facial information and running the program.
And Yeonhui, who was watching Chamkkae’s program, unconsciously covered her mouth with both hands.
“Yongyon Gang…!”
At Chamkkae’s groaning voice, the communication network became chaotic.
“Chen Weiliang and Li Jinghua. They belong to Yongyon Gang. Both are executives, executive level. Ah… What? Why are they coming out from here?”
[First, have Muet try to talk to them.]
When Muet nodded and sent a signal before taking a step closer, the man who came out of the room spoke first.
[Sabi nila, si Rachel lang ang papasukin.(Orders from above, only Rachel is to be let in)]
Unfortunately.
What came from them was Tagalog, a Filipino language.
Something the real Rachel would never fail to understand.
Muet’s gaze turned toward Cheong-a, and Cheong-a crossed her arms with a troubled expression.
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