He sat on a seat there, puffing on his cigar majestically like he owned the world.
His name was feared even among the mafia itself and yet he looked like a squishy plushie.
Park Jimin.
"What about The Gangnam rape cases?", he asked
"Closed sir", the skinny officer responded
"Have you got any news on the Busan serial murder case?", he asked again
"The Bunny was last sighted in last 3 days at Namsan Tower, but he got away"
"Is it my intuition or does the bunny have a lover?", Jimin asked rhetorically.
"I believe he may be seeing someone around there", the skinny officer answered even though he wasn't asked
"Alright, inform everyone, we'll start patrol duty tomorrow night", Jimin ordered.
"Yes sir", skinny man saluted and walked away.
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You walked down to the editor's office.
"Sir...oh I'm sorry", you whispered awkwardly before turning ypur back to him
"Its okay, I was actually just fixing my pants", he responded
"Oh, all the same, I'm sorry for barging in like that", you said
"No problem"
"I wanted to show you the programme line up for tonight. There were a little change, and I wanted to run them by you", you said again
"Okay, is the producer aware?", he asked with a raised brow
"Yes"
"Then I think we're good to go", he smiled
You nodded and bowed slightly before heading out.
The editor was a pain in the ass even though he was very particular about his work. He was the kind to start office gossip and also liked pointing put the flaws of others. In the 2 years that you'd worked with him; you'd learnt to just let things slide. It wouldn't do you any good anyway to go head-to-head with your superior.
You groaned as you got off work and massaged your ankles. Wearing heels all day was something you'd prefer to skip but who were you kidding?
You smiled as you approached your parked vehicle and started the engine. The car revved and winter flower by Younha and RM was playing in the background as you maneuvered it from the parking lot.
Suddenly your phone rang and you rolled your eyes at the ID.
"Yeah?", you answered halfheartedly .
The voice at the other end squeaked in excitement
"I got in...i finally got in"
"Got in where? You're becoming more confusing each day", you said with a yawn
"I got into the force. I got into Busan police station"
"OMFG, why are you telling me now?", you asked
"I tried calling earlier but you didn't pick even one of the twenty calls", a slightly annoyed voice replied
"Oh God! Shit I'm sorry babe", you immediately repented and apologized.
"If you're so sorry, buy me lingerie"
You laughed at that.
"Fine I'll buy you some fine ass black lingerie", you said in between laughs
"Make it red and I'll take it"
"Deal!"
And just like that you said your goodbye and hung up. You were already halfway to your apartment when your car suddenly shook from an external force. You stopped and parked the car in time to see a red car park just in front of yours.
Someone walked out towards you, and you forced back a sloppy yawn.
"Are you drunk?", you asked the silhouette walking towards you.
"I'm not, actually this is a misunderstanding!"
"Is it? You probably scratched my car and you're telling it's just a misunderstanding?", you asked sarcastically.
"I'm a p-", he began but you cut him off before he could finish
"Nobody cares who the fuck you are Mister", you said as you walked to check on your precious car.
After a thorough search, you sighed in relief when you didn't find a single scratch.
"You're lucky you didn't scratch my baby!"
"Thats exactly what I've been trying to tell you, we were driving side by side and then you hit a speed bump", he said in explanation.
"Right, since there's no scratch, that means there's nothing to discuss. I'll leave first"
You got in your car and sped off.
Jimin exhaled a breath and filpped back his hair.
"If you have sucha temper, you shouldn't talk on the phone whiles driving!", he mumled in annoyance.
He got in the car and then turned the engine on before driving off. He'd had a rough night and wasn't in the mood to deal with a careless driver.
If he was in his right senses, he'd definitely have made sure she hot punished for her careless actions. His phone dinged and he ignored it. Seriously, he wasn't asking for much, just a quiet night.
A good night.
That was all he was asking for.
But even he knew that was a long shot considering the number of violent crimes in the past month. Heck, even he would lock himself in a room at night if he wasn't Park Jimin.
His phone rang but as usual he ignored it. Evryone knew he never answered a call on the first ring, it was a habit.
The phone rang again, the incessant wailing of a baby filling the interior of the car making Jimin annoyed, not that anyone chose that particular ringtone for him. He chose that himself.
He picked up on the second ring answering in a gruff voice that would make anyone cower
"Yes?"
"Sir, you need to come to the station immediately", a voice said in urgency
"What is it?", he asked
"There is a new case"
"Busan or Gangnam?", Jimin asked, now eager to be fed with the relevant information he'd been waiting all day for. The bunny had terrrorised the city for months now and Jimin was committed to uncovering the truth.
"Busan!"
"Good, is it the same pattern?"
"Yes sir, except for something.... a small detail which seems to be slightly different"
"I'm on my way!"
With that, Jimin quickly cut the call, took a U-turn and headed for the station at double his previous speed.
As soon as he got out of his car, he was greeted by his subordinates.
"Fill me in quickly"
"Victim is a 26-year-old female from Gwanjju, she is a teacher at Busan school of Arts. She owned an apartment..."
It can't be true.
Before he could finish the report, Jimin yanked the files with shaky hands.
It can't be her.
Not her please.
His trembling hands clutched the files tightly as his eyes scanned one name.
Cha Eun So.