I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 76

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76

*Korean dialogue is marked with “”, foreign languages with “”+italics.

Liu Jian reached out his hand toward Yushin.

“What is it? Let me see.”

Yushin, pulling his hand from under the skirt, began throwing something in front of Liu Jian with the same motion he had used when handing over the coat.

While doing so, Yushin whispered to Cheong-a in a low voice.

“Kim Cheong-a. Look at me.”

The moment Cheong-a’s gaze turned toward Yushin, a thud echoed from behind as something hit the deck.

Another thud.

The final thud.

What followed was the murmuring voices of the Yongyon Gang members.

“…What?”

“Huh!”

“Wait! Everyone close your eyes-.”

And then flash-!

The night sea turned pure white.

What followed was a tremendous explosion.

‘Ah, damn…!’

Flash grenades again.

But before she could continue that thought, everything in her head was wiped completely white.

Only the dull pressure pounding inside her chest came washing over her like waves instead of sound, pressing against her body.

She could feel people screaming like vibrations going “Woom, wooom.”

Bang-!

Bang bang-!

There were definitely gunshots ringing out.

But since only the vibrations of air being torn reached her, it felt strangely unreal.

‘It would be dangerous to keep standing like this. I need to lower my posture…’

At that moment, she suddenly felt her body’s center tilting. Her body, floating up from the ground, was caught somewhere with a thud, and then began moving up and down.

What were the odds of experiencing flash grenades just days apart in a situation that was neither war nor training?

Cheong-a had that thought while wiping away the tears and snot streaming down her face.

When she first experienced it, her hands and feet had trembled uncontrollably with convulsions. But now that it was the second time, she felt like she was getting a sense of how to use her body.

Cheong-a was trying her best to regain her senses amidst the tinnitus filling her head.

If there was something fortunate to mention.

It was that the afterimage continuing before her eyes was Yushin’s face. Smiling so cheerfully as if she should happily buy jade chess sets even if he were forcing them on her.

A few days ago, the last afterimage remaining before her eyes had been Oh Semin, so compared to that, this was quite an excellent improvement.

‘Indeed, men should be handsome and worth looking at.’

Cheong-a was being carried somewhere in Yushin’s arms. Of course, it took some time to realize this.

Beyond the tinnitus still ringing in her ears, mumbling sounds continued to be heard.

When she barely managed to concentrate, Yushin’s voice came through faintly.

“Stop laughing and answer me now, will you? This is urgent.”

“Uh, what?”

I’m crying, but he’s telling me to stop laughing.

What kind of nonsense is this?

“The secret warehouse you heard about earlier. Can you figure out where it is? I’m lost right now.”

Yushin asked while running non-stop, carrying Cheong-a.

“Where are we, where…?”

“We just entered the cabin and came down to the basement.”

Cheong-a tried to force her eyes open, putting strength into her eyelids to check the surroundings. However, her vision was still as blurry as if submerged in water. The scenery she saw while being carried by Yushin was being perceived a beat slower.

Cheong-a gave up on her vision and squeezed her eyes shut again.

Instead, she recalled the ship’s floor plan she had seen in the office and began reciting the location, tracing back the story she had heard in the cargo hold.

“You need to turn left as soon as you come down the stairs.”

“Ah, I went the wrong way.”

Yushin hurriedly stopped and began running back the other direction.

“Follow the corridor to the end and turn left, then… pass the iron door on the right and turn right once more. Then pass the third compartment and there should be a double door on the floor.”

Before long, noisy voices and footsteps were getting a little closer to them.

People’s voices, closer than before.

“I think we need to pick up the pace.”

Yushin’s voice dropped low.

“If possible, hold onto my neck tightly.”

“Yes.”

Cheong-a used all her strength with her trembling arms to embrace Yushin’s neck. The moment she put weight on his nape, Yushin began running a little faster.

Click, click.

Clank.

Cheong-a helped Yushin by vigorously turning the locking mechanism inside the secret warehouse.

Only after the dull sensation of metal engaging continued could their movement finally stop.

Yushin seemed to be tapping a control panel that wasn’t clearly visible to Cheong-a, inputting something.

“Phew, that should do it, right?”

“…Probably.”

Her hands and feet were numb and her senses were a mess, so she had been worried about whether she could apply proper force, but fortunately the door seemed to be properly locked.

Her ears still felt like they were submerged in water, and she couldn’t see properly in front of her.

From outside the door, curses mixed with Chinese and Tagalog could be heard very faintly.

However, since they had double-locked it from the inside, there was no way those people could enter this place.

With that sense of relief, all strength left her body and she slumped down to the floor.

A sigh escaped naturally.

Then she could vaguely see Yushin, who had been leaning against the wall, collapsing and sitting down as if melting.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

At Cheong-a’s question, Yushin’s head lifted.

“Tell you what?”

“Manager Oh’s voice coming from the earpiece, that flash grenades were prepared. You didn’t share anything with me.”

Yushin made an “Ah” sound and slowly closed his eyes.

“That’s exactly what we wanted. For you to know absolutely nothing about the second and third operations.”

“…”

“Your reaction had to be raw for the Yongyon Gang to be fooled too.”

“If we had gone a little further, I would have almost strangled Min Yushin!”

“Huh? We shouldn’t do that to each other.”

What do you mean ‘each other’?

At Cheong-a’s indignant reaction, Yushin shrugged one shoulder.

“I tried my best, you know? That scarf was made of special material that blocks light sources. I covered your ears well too, but I didn’t expect you to get angry and just pull it off and throw it away.”

“You were saying perverted things…! You did…!”

Looking at Cheong-a’s flushed face, Yushin chuckled.

“I’m really sorry about that. I had to buy time to get the flash grenades out.”

“…”

“I had tied flash grenades with knots inside my sleeves. To make them spill out, I had to pull the knots loose with my arms lowered. There was no position less suspicious than inside the qipao. And I needed some low-quality talk they would respond to in order to ease the tense atmosphere.”

“Ah…”

Right.

In a life-or-death situation, there was no time to consider this and that.

Yushin’s judgment was completely correct.

From initially throwing the coat and telling them to search it, to groping all over her body and putting his hand under her skirt.

And up to the final motion of throwing the flash grenades, there wasn’t a single aspect that would arouse the Yongyon Gang members’ suspicion.

“You didn’t think the National Intelligence Service people had strange tastes and made you wear this kind of qipao with slits, did you?”

Cheong-a covered her face with both hands and made a crying sound.

“Ah, damn! I shouldn’t be crying but tears are coming out. I really hate you, Min Yoo-shin.”

Embarrassment and relief. And sorry feelings and gratitude toward Yushin.

All of it tangled together, the unorganized emotions flowed out as words saying she hated him.

“Huh? That’s a bit troubling.”

Yushin reached out his hand, trying hard to remove Cheong-a’s hands that were covering her face.

“You can’t hate me, okay? I really did my absolute best, you know?”

At Yushin’s flustered voice, Cheong-a could recall what he had said before coming up here. If it comes to a physical fight, we’ll all die anyway. So he said it was his job to make sure that wouldn’t happen.

Back then, she thought he was just bluffing.

Before she knew it, the strength slowly drained from the hands that had been covering her face, and Cheong-a looked at Yushin with her tear-stained face.

A brief surprise crossed Yushin’s face, followed immediately by a bright smile.

“What’s this, don’t cry. When you cry, it makes my heart feel strange.”

Cheong-a rushed toward Yushin and hugged his body.

“Ugh.”

And a short groan burst from Yushin.

Remembering her own solid muscles and body weight, Cheong-a had to briefly wonder if she had hugged him too roughly.

Then she felt a bit sorry.

Indeed, carrying me and running with cracked ribs must have been pushing it from the start.

Cheong-a slowly relaxed the strength in her arms and asked in a small voice.

“Do your ribs hurt a lot?”

At Cheong-a’s worried voice, Yushin continued as if catching his breath once.

“No… Rather than that, my arm, my arm hurts a bit.”

Cheong-a awkwardly pulled her body away from Yushin and shifted her gaze to his arm. However, before her gaze could even reach Yushin, what entered her eyes was her own cheongsam sleeve that had been completely dyed dark red.

“…Blood.”

Even though her vision hadn’t completely cleared yet. She couldn’t fail to recognize the cheongsam soaked with blood and stained red.

Soon Yushin seemed to notice it too and made a troubled sound.

“Oh no. Did I get shot?”

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