The Reason I Got Engaged to My Ex-Boyfriend - Chapter 6

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Episode 6

At that moment, in front of the Police Station.

I grabbed my clutch bag and got out of the carriage.

“Wow, Miss. This is my first time here.”

“Mine too.”

Last evening, the Security Bureau sent a letter.

They had completed the first investigation of the murder case and asked me to visit.

So I closed the boutique early and arrived at the Police Station.

‘Well, Chris was the only employee who returned, so it was awkward to start work anyway.’

To look strong, I had tied my hair up so tightly that the corners of my eyes were pulled up before going out.

‘The name was… Lionel, I think.’

I recalled the name of the officer in charge from the letter as I looked for his seat.

Soon, behind a nameplate that read ‘Lionel Dapite’, I made eye contact with a person.

“Are you Young-ae Blin by any chance?”

He was a man with red bobbed hair and eyes shining with righteousness.

“Ah, yes. That’s right.”

“Greetings. I am Lionel Dapite from the Police Station Security Bureau.”

As he bowed, the large cross necklace around his neck swayed.

‘He must be a very devout person.’

Small angel sculptures on his desk and even a thick Bible.

I sat across from him, examining objects that seemed out of place for a typical officer’s desk.

“I’d like to get straight to the point with my explanation, if that’s alright?”

A quick explanation was exactly what I wanted. I nodded.

Lionel took out and spread some documents.

“Originally, the First Princess and my senior were handling the case together, but as the severity increased, we divided the work. Unlike other victims, the Viscount couple were murdered inside their estate, so the director ordered a more thorough investigation.”

That must have been because Sister had become weak after giving birth and wasn’t going out.

It meant the killer couldn’t wait those few days and made his move.

It was also evidence that he must have harbored tremendous resentment toward Sister.

Lionel handed me a thickly bound document.

“These are witness accounts from the servants who worked at the estate.”

“Were there survivors?”

I heard most of them were killed.

At my question, Lionel smiled ambiguously.

“These are people who barely survived. Even then, there aren’t many… Anyway, according to the witness accounts, there wasn’t a single guard at the estate that day.”

“Not a single one means…”

“According to the duty log, it seems the knight captain deliberately modified the schedule so no guards would be on duty at that time. When we looked for that knight captain, he and his family had gone missing. And…”

Lionel trailed off.

Could it be they still haven’t found him?

Just as I was getting anxious, he grinned.

“After much searching, we found him and have been interrogating him since yesterday.”

“…Ah.”

At least there’s some progress.

The knight captain of the Viscount’s estate was someone I vaguely knew.

‘Racon Quartz.’

He was the one who guarded Sister’s side when she came to the villa to celebrate my birthday.

I asked immediately.

“Can I meet him now?”

At my question, Lionel thought for a moment, then said.

“I think you can meet him now. Let’s go right away.”

As expected, he had a refreshing personality that I liked. I nodded satisfactorily.

“And if there’s anything I can help with during the investigation, tell me. Anything is fine.”

“Ah, yes. I’ll let you know right away.”

Lionel replied while organizing the documents.

Watching him, I was about to get up, but…

“Do you have something else to say?”

Lionel’s expression seemed unusual. Was there something left to tell me?

‘…Surely it’s not about the child.’

“Well.”

Lionel smiled awkwardly and handed me a fountain pen and a piece of paper.

“Could you possibly give me an autograph?”

“Um, what?”

“My younger sister likes Mary, so she asked me to…”

“…Ah.”

And here I thought something really important was coming up.

“If, if it makes you uncomfortable, you don’t have to.”

“No, it’s fine. Give it here.”

I readily took the paper and pen. This is the fate of a celebrity.

“Yes, then here, to Liniel Dapite…”

Lionel circled the paper with his fingertip.

It was an unexpected impromptu autograph session, but fortunately the signature came out pretty.

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Inside the Police Station, there was a corridor lined with small doors.

Our destination was the most secluded room among them.

“Please wait a moment.”

Lionel had me stand to the side and began examining the file folder under the door nameplate.

Right at that moment.

Bang.

“Kyaaah…!”

As the door opened, a sharp scream like a nightingale burst out.

Surprisingly, it came from Lionel’s mouth.

“…”

He seemed not to have expected someone to be inside, but honestly, it wasn’t a situation worth screaming that much over.

More startled by the scream than the door opening, I looked at Lionel with coldly settled eyes.

The person who came out of the room also had an equally dumbfounded expression.

“Hey, you little bird. When will that chicken heart of yours ever toughen up? Don’t go around saying you’re from the Security Bureau. Aren’t you embarrassed in front of Young-ae?”

“Uh, ah… S-sorry.”

Lionel, who seemed to have barely collected himself from the shock, whimpered while clutching his cross necklace.

The man stared at Lionel with the same expression I have when looking at Chris after he causes trouble, then bowed his head to me and disappeared.

‘I think I understand why there were so many angel sculptures on his desk…’

To think such a timid person is a Security Bureau officer.

I mentally gave Lionel the nickname ‘multiple-choice believer who chose the wrong profession.’

The room we entered shortly after was dark.

There was a large man in front of an iron table placed in the center.

‘…Viscount Racon.’

His face was haggard.

His chin rough with stubble, the dry area around his mouth, his gaze revealing sharp nerves.

Of course, I wasn’t intimidated by that appearance and was able to sit across from him.

I was angry enough not to be crushed by the gloomy atmosphere.

At dawn yesterday, Racon apparently admitted that he knew the killer would come and dismissed his guards. Claiming he was threatened with his family.

That’s the current situation – no other information was obtained.

He’s keeping his mouth shut, saying the killer might try to harm his family again.

“It’s regrettable to meet like this.”

So right now, my goal is to definitely get that mouth to open.

“I heard the whole story. A knight captain who should rightfully protect his master disappeared, leaving only the master couple and young servants behind. Where did you sell your chivalry?”

“….”

Racon frowned deeply at my sarcastic words. It seemed he had the luxury to be offended by such things.

“You’d better think carefully. As long as you’re locked up here, I can do many things too.”

As the monotonous tone continued, Racon’s mouth opened heavily.

“…What do you want from me.”

“All the information you know.”

“That’s… How many times must I say it. I absolutely cannot tell you.”

Really?

Instead of being sarcastic, I glared at him with meaningful eyes.

That was all, but Racon flinched and raised his voice unnecessarily.

“My family is involved in this matter. Would that trivial chivalry be more important than family?”

“Viscount Racon.”

“I only left the estate empty. Did I harm anyone? Did I harm the Young Viscount and Madam….”

As he continued speaking, perhaps feeling the reality of it, Racon mumbled and avoided my eyes.

“Those people….”

Just mentioning the Young Viscount and Sister made him visibly agitated.

It seemed he did have some human guilt.

“I said I can do many things. If you speak well, I can get you released quickly.”

Even at the persuasive words, Racon still showed signs of hesitation.

…I wanted to maintain as humane an attitude as possible, but it didn’t seem like things would go as planned.

“You think I can’t harm your family?”

At the menacing voice, Racon bristled and shouted.

“Miss!”

“Where do you get off raising your voice?”

When I shouted with fierce intensity, Racon seemed flustered and hesitated.

“…Haa.”

What followed was a sigh that flowed between Racon’s hands as he rubbed his face.

“Really… You resemble Madam.”

At those words, I could think of Sister too. My eyes grew hot.

Sister was bright and cheerful, but when necessary, she could become resolute. More than me.

Then, Lionel behind me cautiously spoke up.

“I, I don’t know if my senior mentioned this. If you tell us your family’s whereabouts, the Security Bureau can protect them. Of course, that’s only possible if you cooperate… Since the First Princess, who is the chief supervisor, said this directly, you can trust and leave it to us.”

Perhaps his heart, which had been wavering while looking at me who resembled Sister, crumbled at those words.

Racon, as if having made up his mind, spoke in a calmed voice.

“…I don’t know who that bastard is either. Really.”

“….”

“But.”

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