I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 69

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69

Oh Semin turned his head and spoke to the man sitting beside him.

“。(You’re really lucky)”

“？？(Ah? What?)”

The man’s puzzled expression continued. Then Oh Semin chuckled and waved his gun barrel, pointing at Cheong-a.

“She’s going to take off her clothes in a moment.。(That woman is going to take off her clothes soon)”

And the two men laughed loudly.

A conversation conducted in Chinese.

Yongyon Gang was an organization based on Chinese immigrants. That’s why the two men were exchanging words in Chinese among themselves so that Rachel and her bodyguard wouldn’t understand.

However, there was one fact that Oh Semin overlooked,

‘Take off my clothes soon? Why would I?’

That was the fact that Cheong-a was also fluent in Chinese.

The puzzle quickly came together in her mind.

This was the second way to pour drinks.

The second method that the agent couldn’t convey seemed to be about taking off clothes and pouring alcohol.

‘No, isn’t this guy crazy.’

Curses began boiling up from her stomach.

Thinking about what Manager Oh had done to Rachel was horrifying.

Unaware of Cheong-a’s thoughts, Oh Semin smiled broadly.

“Rachel, what are you doing? Your oppa is waiting.”

He said, shaking his empty glass.

“Why, are you embarrassed?”

“….”

Knock knock.

Through the brief silence that followed, the sound of knocking on the door echoed. Then came the click of the door opening.

Everyone’s eyes in the room turned toward the entrance.

“Room service.”

Instantly, the man who had been pointing his gun at Muet tensed his arm. Startled, he reflexively pulled Muet closer and pressed the gun barrel tightly against his back.

Muet groaned softly at the roughly pressed metal gun barrel. Oh Semin also stood up abruptly from his seat.

With all traces of laughter wiped from his face.

He hid Muet’s gun that he had received from the Yongyon Gang member behind his back.

The employee, unaware of what had happened in this room, calmly pushed the cart and approached the living room through the short corridor.

“Here’s the champagne you ordered.”

And Cheong-a’s heart sank.

‘Why are you here?’

The neatly worn uniform.

Controlled movements.

The relaxed smile while pushing the cart.

‘How did you get out here…?’

The person who entered the room pushing a cart loaded with champagne was Yushin.

“What? Who are you? How did you get in?”

“Ah, didn’t you leave it open because you ordered champagne?”

To Oh Semin’s question, Yushin answered naturally and walked toward the table in the center of the living room.

“？(Did you order this?)”

“。(No)”

The gazes of Oh Semin and the Yongyon Gang members quickly turned toward each other as questions were exchanged.

A question about whether they ordered champagne. And the answer that they didn’t followed.

Yushin’s identity might be exposed soon.

Cheong-a’s mouth went dry in the tense situation.

“Hey, you stop.”

“….”

And thud.

The sound of something falling from the moving cart to the floor echoed.

Everyone’s eyes except Muet and Yushin turned toward where the sound came from.

Roll roll.

A not-so-small round metal object rolled across the carpet. And the moment they confirmed what it was, Oh Semin’s face turned pale.

“Rachel, you bitch!”

At the loud voice, Cheong-a’s gaze turned toward Oh Semin. He pointed the pistol he had been hiding behind his back at Cheong-a.

And flash.

In an instant, her vision turned white.

What followed was a loud sound that seemed to tear her eardrums.

After the explosive bang passed, Cheong-a’s vision stopped for a moment.

Only the image of Oh Semin pointing his gun at her remained in front of her eyes like a photograph.

Beep-!

A sharp ringing sound echoed in her head, making it numb.

‘Ah, what is this…’

Her sense of balance disappeared from her entire body and she swayed.

Even though her body was shaking this much. Ridiculously, her vision remained fixed on Oh Semin pointing his gun.

Just when her swaying body seemed about to collapse, a large torso embraced her entire body.

“—– –. ——-.”

The small voice ringing in Cheong-a’s ear disappeared as a small vibration without conveying any meaning.

And thump, thump.

Dull vibrations came through the body of the person holding her in succession.

Each time, strength was being put into the arms holding her.

−I guess it’s because I’m anxious. No, something feels strange. Just, everything’s not good.

Suddenly, Yushin’s voice saying that came to mind.

And slowly, very slowly.

The two bodies collapsed to the floor.

Thud!

She tried to put strength into lifting her body that had collapsed on the floor, but her limbs wouldn’t listen. Only the urgent footsteps of people could be heard from far away.

‘Ah…’

They were probably National Intelligence Service employees.

And only then did slow realization come to Cheong-a.

‘Could it be, gunshots…?’

Thump thump thump thump.

The vibration of footsteps that had gotten closer filled the room.

In her vision that returned a little slower, only the ceiling was visible.

“Don’t move!”

“Ah!”

Short, rough voices still sounded distant.

The National Intelligence Service seemed to have instantly completed subduing Oh Semin and the Yongyon Gang members.

“Mes!”

And then came the voice calling for Yushin.

“Medical support needed! Mes! Stay conscious!”

The torso that had been pressing down on Cheong-a’s body was quickly lifted by someone.

“Uh, uhh…”

Cheong-a wanted to make some sound to Yushin who was moving away from her, but her voice wouldn’t come out properly.

Before that, tears and saliva flowed mercilessly.

She wanted to reach out to Yushin who was falling away from her, unconscious and limp, but her hands and feet were sluggish and moved on their own.

She had to lie on the floor and blankly look up at the scene of Yushin’s body being dragged up by someone.

“Mes, Mes!”

His codename was called out repeatedly in a loud voice, but there was no response.

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A quiet hospital room.

Cheong-a stood there, looking down at Yushin who still hadn’t woken up.

If not for the numerous connected lines and the noise from the medical equipment, Yushin lay with his eyes closed, his face so peaceful it seemed as if he was merely sleeping.

Yushin, lying in bed wearing a patient gown, hadn’t opened his eyes for a full day.

On the first day, National Intelligence Service employees had come to visit.

Doksah, Chamkkae, and even Muet.

Several people whose faces Cheong-a didn’t recognize had also briefly passed through this place.

But after that, no one came to visit.

In the empty hospital room, only Cheong-a remained watching over Yushin.

She heard that the operation had ended successfully.

Oh Semin and all the Yongyon Gang members were arrested at the scene.

She was told that the phones confiscated from two Yongyon Gang executives were being held by the National Intelligence Service.

From those phones, data of the Yongyon Gang’s communications with Oh Semin poured out, and the arrival date that Oh Semin had whispered to Cheong-a had already been shared with the National Intelligence Service.

−Thank you for your hard work. You did something big, Detective.

Something big.

Ah, yes. I did something big.

I disguised myself as Rachel, knelt before Oh Semin at that nerve-wracking scene, and properly carried out the mission to find out the arrival date.

Except for one thing.

At first she thought he had been shot, but fortunately she heard that all agents were equipped with bulletproof vests.

Right. This guy who meticulously wore stab-proof clothing even when infiltrating Boksan University Hospital as a doctor wouldn’t have forgotten to wear a bulletproof vest when entering a scene like this.

It was very fortunate.

The medical staff also said there wasn’t much to worry about.

The bullet didn’t penetrate, but the impact caused microfractures in his ribs, and while the bruising was severe, there was no threat to his life—this explanation had continued at length.

‘But why.’

Why won’t he wake up.

Cheong-a stared intently at Yushin’s face, then smoothed down his disheveled hair.

“You said it didn’t feel right…”

Cheong-a tightly grasped Yushin’s hand.

That small vibration as he held her and whispered something that day, and the warm breath that brushed past her ear.

She couldn’t hear what he had said at all, but the memory of that moment remained clearly in her mind.

‘What were those last words he whispered.’

Cheong-a lowered her head, pulled Yushin’s large hand closer, and murmured in a very small voice.

“I couldn’t hear what you told me then.”

“….”

“Can’t you tell me just one more time?”

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