I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 68

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68

 

Oh Semin set down his empty glass on the table. His gaze then turned to Cheong-a’s glass, which had never been emptied once.

 

“Only my glass keeps getting empty. What, is the story so unbelievable that the alcohol won’t go down?”

 

“It’s not that.”

 

“Come pour me a drink.”

 

Cheong-a reluctantly picked up the bottle.

 

As the amber liquid filled the empty glass, Oh Semin’s gaze slowly moved from Cheong-a’s glass to her fingertips, and then to her face.

 

The glass filled with whiskey slid across the table toward Oh Semin.

 

“Tsk. Are you doing this on purpose?”

 

At the sound of his tongue clicking, Cheong-a’s head slowly lifted toward Oh Semin.

 

On purpose? What?

 

What was wrong? What exactly?

 

Cheong-a slowly averted her gaze and brought her finger to her lips. Surely, Rachel used to do that when she was troubled or lost in thought.

 

“….”

 

“Or did you forget everything?”

 

Oh Semin smiled coldly and lifted his glass, pouring it onto the floor.

 

“Pour again.”

 

Thud!

 

The empty glass was roughly placed on the table with a loud sound.

 

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[What’s that? Why is he acting like that?]

 

[Isn’t there some specific way Rachel pours drinks?]

 

[Ah shit, one mountain after another, really!]

 

Doksah, who had been staring at the screen, suddenly stood up and ran out to the corridor. He hurriedly made his way to the room where Rachel was receiving treatment.

 

“Rachel!”

 

At his loud voice, Rachel, who was sitting on the bed, quickly looked up.

 

“Oh Semin, no, Manager Oh told Detective Kim to pour him a drink, but there’s a problem. He just threw away the glass. He’s telling her to pour again, do you know what might be wrong?”

 

Rachel’s face instantly crumpled.

 

“He told her to pour a drink?”

 

“Yes, yes! If you know something, please help.”

 

Rachel furrowed her brow deeply and covered her mouth with both hands.

 

“Oh, what should I do.”

 

“Whatever should or shouldn’t be done, hurry!”

 

“Knees….”

 

“What?”

 

“Kneel between Manager Oh’s legs and with both, both hands….”

 

Rachel’s voice was trembling. Doksah gestured to the agent standing beside her. She quickly moved over and took Rachel’s hand.

 

Rachel squeezed the held hand tightly and barely managed to squeeze out her next words.

 

“For the second glass… tell her to just refuse, saying she doesn’t want to drink. Please, please.”

 

“….”

 

“What should I do, I can’t say it with my own mouth….”

 

What exactly did she have to do that she was hesitating with such a pained expression?

 

It seemed unlikely that more words would come easily from Rachel’s mouth. Even if they did, it would take quite a while.

 

Waiting for that would make them late.

 

Doksah signaled to the agent holding Rachel’s hand to relay any additional information that might come out, and she nodded slightly in understanding.

 

He quickly pressed his earpiece and headed back to the office with the monitors.

 

“Did you hear?”

 

[Yes, confirmed.]

 

[We need to tell her to remove the earpiece first. It’ll be visible if he looks down from that close distance.]

 

“No! She said the method for pouring the second glass is different. How are we going to relay that?”

 

[Even so, getting the earpiece discovered is more dangerous.]

 

“This is driving me crazy!”

 

[Please confirm the operation. There’s no time.]

 

“How’s the atmosphere right now?”

 

[He’s smiling but the atmosphere is tense. Relaying the operation.]

 

[Connecting Meerkat communication. All other mics going on mute.]

 

“….”

 

Raccoon double-checked that all mics were muted before reconnecting communication with Cheong-a.

 

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[Detective. For the drink… pour it while kneeling between Oh Semin’s knees. The method for the second glass is different, but we can’t know for now. Hold out if possible.]

 

[And you need to ditch the earpiece. High risk of discovery.]

 

Low sighs erupted from the scene, the office, and agents positioned everywhere.

 

Of course, they didn’t reach Cheong-a’s ears.

 

Cheong-a on screen swept her hair back once with the back of her hand and picked up the bottle.

 

A soft thud sounded through everyone’s speakers.

 

[Meerkat, earpiece removed.]

 

The reason drug investigations are difficult is quite simple.

 

If you can’t get proper evidence, the tail gets cut off.

 

Even when drug dealers are caught, they only strongly insist on simple usage. For law enforcement agencies to charge them with drug trafficking crimes, they had to make every effort.

 

And Cheong-a was now in a situation where she had to extract as much evidence as possible to prevent Oh Semin’s tail from being cut off.

 

The drugs being prepared for import to South Korea. She had to understand their true nature in more detail too.

 

While disguised as Rachel, imitating her, and with even the earpiece that had been guiding the situation removed.

 

‘To this extent….’

 

Had she ever been deployed on an operation with so many risks?

 

Cheong-a’s pulse pounded loudly as she held the bottle and slowly approached Oh Semin. Though her expression feigned indifference, it felt like her heart would spill out of her mouth if she opened it.

 

And it was the moment she took another step toward Oh Semin.

 

Bang!

 

Her head quickly turned at the loud noise from the entrance. However, the long corridor blocked the view of the entrance situation.

 

Cheong-a instantly turned her gaze the other way to check the entrance door reflected in the glass window.

 

There was Muet, pushed into the room with a crumpled expression and both hands behind his head.

 

And it seemed a Yongyon Gang member had roughly shoved his body, as he tripped over the iron door with his shoe.

 

‘Ah, this is screwed….’

 

The Yongyon Gang member was spouting things like telling Muet to get up immediately and put his hands behind his head, that he’d shoot if he made noise, to walk quietly.

 

Cheong-a deliberately breathed slowly and turned her gaze back to Oh Semin.

 

“What is this about?”

 

“What else. Since you’re acting all high and mighty, I wondered if you had something to rely on.”

 

“….”

 

“You know, that thing you always did with oppa. The reason you’re not doing it seems to be because of this bastard. Is he your sugar daddy?”

 

“Haa….”

 

Cheong-a shook her head and gracefully approached Oh Semin, kneeling down.

 

“That can’t be. You know that, so why are you being so childish? I told you I hired him because I was scared on the way here because of that bastard Jeong Gwangsub.”

 

While Cheong-a’s voice continued, one of the men standing behind approached Cheong-a and Oh Semin. He plopped down on the long sofa and handed the gun he was holding to Oh Semin.

 

The two giggled while looking back and forth between the gun and Muet.

 

“Do bodyguards in South Korea carry guns these days? Wow, nice gun. This is a new model.”

 

What the hell was going on?

 

A National Intelligence Service agent was subdued by Yongyon Gang thugs and even had his gun taken?

 

Why exactly?

 

‘Are you insane?’

 

Cheong-a had to briefly wonder if all these damn National Intelligence Service people were inexperienced in real combat.

 

However, it wasn’t entirely outside the realm of common sense either.

 

If one person caught his attention while another pointed a gun at him from behind, unless he was James Bond, there wouldn’t have been much he could do about it.

 

Cheong-a tilted the whiskey bottle to fill Oh Semin’s glass while deliberately responding in a blunt tone.

 

“What do I care. Just protect me well. That guy today… at least earned his keep.”

 

“Kuhaha!”

 

Oh Semin scratched his chin with the gun barrel while glancing at Muet.

 

“Hey, she says you earned your keep.”

 

Cheong-a tugged firmly at Oh Semin’s pant leg, trying to change the subject.

 

“Leave him alone, and finish what you were saying earlier, oppa. So when are you entering the South Korean market?”

 

At the voice calling him oppa, Oh Semin smiled delightedly and patted Cheong-a’s head.

 

“Now you’re interested in Gumi? Come closer here.”

 

As if it would be troublesome for Muet to hear what he was saying, he pulled Cheong-a’s head close to his side and brought his lips to her ear.

 

Each time his lips moved and his words burrowed into her ear, strength gathered at the tip of Cheong-a’s chin and her lips stiffened.

 

Bewilderment, anger, and shock.

 

Her pupils shook rapidly as various emotions mixed together.

 

When Oh Semin finished speaking and pulled back, Cheong-a unconsciously drew in a short breath.

 

“Sooner than I thought… You’ve prepared a lot.”

 

“That’s right. Now, how about we have a second drink and continue our conversation?”

 

Oh Semin shook his now-empty glass and laughed as if he was enjoying himself.

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