THREE YEARS AGO. KANAM POLICE STATION

Kan’s footsteps were the only ones heard in the police station. While walking up and down, thoughtful, he paid no attention around. Only in the end, when he considered that he had had enough time to think, he said, „What you say is that they sent you here, right?”

„Yes, sir!” Responded a too-shy SolHi. She was standing not far from Kan, carefully analyzing each of his movements. At the same time, she tried to avoid Kan’s glance at any cost, even if she wasn’t aware of why she was doing this.

„Why?” Kan asked. Then, suddenly, his eyes widened too much while staring at her. And, while looking at her, his eyes asked her not „why," but „What did I do wrong that they sent you here?”

Even if amazed by that question, SolHi stared at him for a few moments, confused. Then, looking elsewhere, she said, „Because I asked to be sent here.” Eventually, when she finally felt that she was able to do that, even if she avoided looking into Kan’s eyes, she bowed in front of him, telling him in a trembling voice, „Please, sombe, take care of me.”

„Shit!” Growled Kan. „Not exactly this thing I had in mind when I asked for more people in my team. And… don’t get me wrong, but… why you?”

„Because I was the only one who accepted to come here, sir?”

„Sorry?”

„I pardon if this sounded offensive, but I said only the truth. Others… preferred other teams.”

„Why?”

It’s been SolHi’s turn to stare at him after this last question. „Why?” She wondered eventually. „I don’t know, honestly! Just… let me breathe!” Yet, even if she begged for calmness and comprehension from the detective’s part, she knew that he wasn’t ready to accept her on his team. At least not that easy.

Eventually, when Kan suddenly hissed through his teeth, „I don’t believe you!” SolHi winced and stared straight into his eyes. Kan, without paying attention to the expression of amazement seen on her face, continued his thought, „I don’t believe you at all! Why? Because my team is the best. People wait for months or years to be accepted by us and not vice-versa. That’s why… don’t tell me this fucking lie that nobody accepted to come here and that’s why they sent you here.”

„I’m sorry to disappoint you, sir, but… I can’t lie. So… am I or ain’t I in the team?”

Who answered her last question had been Gi and not Kan, who said, „You’re definitely on the team!” A response that made Kan stare at his colleague unpleasantly surprised that that one interfered in his decision. Gi, however, at all bothered by Kan’s killing glance, looked at him and told him in a sure voice, „You are the one who always complains that we don’t have enough men in our team. Well… they finally sent one! So… be grateful and not complain about stupid things!”

„Yeah, I’m grateful, but… I don’t want a…”

„…a girl in your team, sir? This is what you mean?”

„Exactly, because… oh, damn, it’s you who asked this,” swore Kan when he understood that SolHi said that. After that, understanding that it was better to talk with the truth than hide behind the finger, the detective said, „Well… I’m sorry to accept that, but… I’m not ready for a girl on my team. Why? Because we work with difficult cases here: criminals, all kinds of bastards, and… any other shits. A girl like you… doesn’t fit here for sure.”

„Is this the only reason, sir? That I’m a girl? Or… you can’t accept me because I was suspected of a crime?”

„Both, and… you’re still a suspect! That’s why I can’t accept you and allow the crows to eat us alive for this, SolHi! I hope you understand me and…”

„Of course, I understand you, sombe, but… I’m not leaving. They sent me here and I will stay here for sure.” After that, grabbing the box with the few things she brought with her, SolHi sat on a chair with the box on her lap. And, while her eyes were shaking because of the tears, she kept staring in front, stubbornly continuing her thought, „If you don’t have a desk for me, then… I’ll work from here! Just… consider me at least for some work.”

Saying this, SolHi’s eyes drowned in tears. They were painfully pulsating because she was stubbornly not allowing those tears to fall down her cheek. She didn’t want this… to cry! Not in front of the two detectives that could have considered her weak and thrown her out of the police station. No, she couldn’t go. Not at that moment when she’d been finally accepted somewhere, to earn some money and work. She had to do this because she really couldn’t accept living at Mina’s expense anymore, as she did for more than 4 years.

Actually, it wasn’t true that someone sent her there. She asked to be sent there because many of the groups that came to the Police Academy looking for people for their teams refused her. They did that because all of them knew who she was and what it was supposed that she’d done. That’s why nobody accepted her, despite the fact that SolHi was an excellent cadet: she had good grades and excellent skills. Nevertheless, she wasn’t perfect for them also because of Yun Marie, the General Attorney at that time, whom everybody respected. Respect that impeded others to see how good SolHi was at what she was doing.

SolHi knew this very well: that Yun Marie still controlled her life. Nevertheless, she wasn’t ready to give up or die. She had to do something to survive because… she had a sick mother and a lot of debts she had to pay. That’s why she desperately looked for a job. A necessity that turned her into a stubborn woman, one that decided to do whatever was necessary to get what she needed, even if that meant that she had to fight for life and death with those that wanted to trample her under feet.

Yet, even if SolHi was determined to get that job, Kan was still stubborn in accepting her. She heard this clearly, while he was talking to Gi, to whom he said, „I can’t accept her, Gi! You know whom she is supposed to have killed. If prosecutor Yun Marie finds out that she’s here… we’re all dead.”

„You should have thought about this four years ago, Kan, when you witnessed in her favor. You are to blame for her freedom. Thus, you are also responsible for her life because… if she’s free, she must work, nowhere else than here because she’s not accepted anywhere. Why? Because she’s still considered the criminal of Han YuSan. One more reason to accept her even if you hesitate.”

Kan showed his fangs. „I don’t understand why I have to be blamed for her freedom. I’m not responsible for this or for her life.”

„Yes, you are, Kan, and you also know that. Why? Because she’s free because of you. Thus, while she’s free, she must work… in your team if they sent her here. More than that, I heard she’s damn good at everything she does. So, if you don’t want her, I will take her. But… if she’s doing well, then… don’t ask her back.” After that, suddenly turning toward SolHi, widely smiling, with no mean thought, Gi said, „Ian SolHi, what about working for me?”

„Huh? For you, sombe? But…”

„Yeah, for me because this bastard doesn’t want to…”

„I accept her!” Kan suddenly shouted. „You, traitor!”

„Yeah, yeah, whatever.” After that, approaching SolHi, Gi stretched his hand to shake hers, telling her in a cheerful voice, „Congratulations, Detective Ian, you are in! And… I hope we’ll work for a long time together, catching a lot of bastards that hurt this world.”

Still holding Gi’s hand, who kept widely smiling at her, SolHi felt confused. At the same time, she was happy because… finally, she’d been accepted somewhere to work. This was what she dreamt about in those four years since she’d been attacked and, after that, dragged through the mud. Nevertheless, she won. She was a detective now, one that had to be strong, aware that she entered a men’s world, the jungle of the hyenas where she had to kill if she wanted to survive, even if she was afraid of men as of death after that night when she’d been the victim of a rape…

***

Walking side by side, on a narrow and empty street, SolHi and Kan told nothing to the other one for half an hour already. They didn’t talk to each other not because they didn’t have anything to say, but because they knew that there weren’t necessary words. Why? In the three weeks since they started to work together, they got to understand each other only by looking at the other one.

Even so, SolHi knew one thing for sure: Kan didn’t accept her yet as part of his team. He still considered it risky having her working for him, but still… SolHi was grateful that he treated her with respect and said no mean words to her. Not as the other detectives did after finding out that she started to work as a detective. They pounced on her like hungry crows right after seeing her in the police station working as a detective and not investigated for a crime, telling her words that hurt like hell, insulting her, and telling her to die.

It hurt. It definitely hurt like hell… her heart, her mind, and even her soul started to pulsate strangely each time she heard one of the detectives hissing through his teeth while passing by her, „An assassin playing the role of a detective. What a shame! She’s definitely brazen!”

The first time she heard something like this told to her, SolHi cried a lot. Closed in the bathroom for women, she cried covering her mouth with both palms not to be heard crying. She did that because she knew that if someone had heard her crying that day, they would have considered her easy prey and wouldn’t have doubted trampling her under feet each second of her life. Even so, even if she knew all that, SolHi was unable to stop crying.

Eventually, when the storm from her soul calmed down, SolHi wiped her tears, washed her face and hands, and exited the bathroom, determined to continue her work. She had to do that because there wasn’t anyone by her side to help her and support her. That’s why she had to stay firmly on her feet and move further, even if she knew that neither the bad words nor the insults would stop.

She was actually right in thinking so because, returning to her desk, she found a message there. „Lost yourself in the hell, bitch!” Someone wrote on a small piece of paper. „If hell doesn’t fit you, we can send you to jail, where you belong, and not among normal people that do everything to survive.”

Reading that note, SolHi felt her blood boiling in her veins. Something that made her stare around, seeing the others’glances focused on her, hungry glances, of the hyenas called detectives, her colleagues, who were ready to devour her if they had had that chance. Seeing them staring at her this way, SolHi finally understood that she had to change something if she wanted to live in that world. That’s why, squeezing the paper with the note in her hand, she looked into the eyes of each of the detectives, whom she asked, hissing the words through her teeth, „Who wrote this shit?”

Nobody answered her question. For minutes in a row, each of them kept silent, only spying on the other one and waiting for a reaction. Yet, neither SolHi nor the detectives did or said something. They only kept exchanging glances, ironically smiling or elbowing those who were next to them, making spicy jokes in a whisper. Jokes that SolHi clearly heard, but… it didn’t matter to her. All that mattered to her was to find out the truth. That’s why she said, „I asked who the hell left this shit on my desk. Did you hear me or are you playing the deaf idiots right now?”

Her insult finally worked because an idiot, whose name was Hon GiSun, suddenly stood up. Then, heated for a fight already, he headed toward her, ready to break her into pieces. He even started to stutter while saying, „What did you say, bitch? The deaf idiot? Was this addressed to us? Yeah, how does a criminal like you dare to talk to us like that?” He yelled this right in front of SolHi.

A painful slap over his face, something that turned his head to the right, made him stop yelling. He was definitely shocked because he never expected that SolHi would react like this, just as he didn’t expect the second slap and the third punch in his nose, which made him bleed. Eventually, not being able to react, he felt, as though a hacksaw cut him inside, a kick between his legs. This made him moan. He painfully moaned actually, grabbing his sensitive parts with both hands, kneeling eventually with pumped eyes that looked nowhere.

This, however, didn’t impress SolHi: neither his pain nor his moans, just as the other detectives’shouts didn’t impress her. She only looked at them, with the eyes of a mad beast whose babies had been attacked by a raptor. All that she knew was that she had to teach them not to play with her like that and that she wasn’t easy prey as they thought. For this, she suddenly grabbed GiSun’s hair, to whom she hissed so loudly into his ear, to be heard by everyone, „What? Bitch? You are a bitch, fucking idiot! And do you know why? Because only those who are the „girl” of someone know what this word really means.”

Her answer made part of the detectives burst into laughter. Others, who were by GiSun’s side, seeing her acting so boldly, headed toward her, intending to help their friend and punish her. Something that didn’t happen in the end because the other detectives kept them away from her, aware of what could have happened if they had hurt her. Even so, even if they could keep the mad ones away from SolHi, they couldn’t force these ones to keep their mouths shut. That’s why was loudly heard all over the police station, „Yeah, idiot, listen to us carefully, two-penny criminal: don’t fuck with us, ok?! You don’t know what we can do to you. You don’t know where others can find your dead body eventually if you keep acting like this. What? You dared to punch and hurt one of us! How… how…”

„Why? Would you have preferred to be in his place?” SolHi provoked them, aware that only this way she’d be feared by them.

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Her question drove one of the idiots completely crazy, who threw a chair toward her. A chair that passed by her eventually, breaking the window of the conference room. Nothing that scared SolHi. She only looked past her shoulder, at the broken window, at all bothered by the yells heard in the distance, insults for her, threats of what could have happened to her eventually, and promises that soon everything would end for her.

And it definitely ended… everything, the moment they heard Kan’s yell behind them, „Everybody to keep his mouth shut!” A yell that made the detectives turn to their desks in just seconds, saying no word, only looking at the floor. Only SolHi looked at Kan and Gi, who were stopped right next to the door. She did that with no fear, aware of what could have happened in the end, moreover, with the broken window behind her. Yet, she decided not to say a word. She kept silent even after she heard Kan’s question, „What the hell happened here?” A question unanswered by the other detectives too, who seemed as though they had forgotten to talk.

Seeing them quiet, Kan frowned. He wanted so badly to say something more, but preferred to keep silent too, staring only at SolHi’s „victim,” that crawled to his place, still touching his sensitive parts. Only then Kan understood what could have happened then, but decided to let SolHi talk about this. Yet, she only said eventually, „It’s my fault, sombe!”

„Your fault, you say?!” Growled Kan, hissing the words. Then, spotting SolHi hiding something behind her back, he demanded her, „Give it to me!” SolHi shook her head in denial. „I told you to give that thing to me!” Yelled Kan eventually. Yet, not even this time SolHi obeyed. That’s why he said in the end, „Ok then… if you prefer to be this way, then let it be so! Yet, keep this in mind, Ian SolHi: since today… you are alone in this war!”

It has been so since that day. SolHi faced many other battles since that first fight with her colleagues. Yet, she never complained. She only returned the blows, the insults, the threats, letting others know that she was turning slowly but surely into a monster capable of everything. Yes, she changed because of all of them because… it was time for the monster from inside her to awaken and kill everything around just to survive.

***

„We are investigating a crime,” Kan finally told SolHi. After that, he stopped, right in the middle of that narrow street, and looked at her carefully, trying to understand what was in her mind at that moment. Yet, he saw only her sure glance focused on him while waiting for the continuation of what he wanted to say. „I mean… will you be fine after this?”

„Yeah, I’ll be fine, sombe. I have to.”

„You know that you can always stop doing this, right?” SolHi nodded. „Just as I’m sure that I told you already that…”

„…if it’s too hard for me to tell you about this and you’ll find me another job. Yet, sombe, as a detective, I can’t choose the cases I work on.”

„Of course, you can because…” Suddenly, Kan kept silent and frowned when he heard Gi’s yell from the distance, „Catch that bastard!” Looking down the street, he saw Gi running after a young man about 18, who was so fast, causing a lot of problems for Gi. Seeing this, Kan growled, „Damn, exercises again!” After that, not thinking twice, Kan rushed to catch up with the young criminal that was chased by Gi. At one moment, feeling that SolHi wasn’t following him, Kan looked to his right. Not seeing her there, he shouted at Gi when this one caught up with him, „I told you she’s not able to be part of my team! She ran when she met the first trouble!”

„What I told you is not to make any hasty conclusions without being sure of this. You, however, never listen! You… stubborn donkey!” After that, when they got to the crossroad, both of them turned left where they saw the young man turning.

Turning left, both detectives suddenly stopped when they saw SolHi grabbing the young man’s arm, whom she threw over her shoulder, forcing him eventually to lie on the ground. After that, immobilizing his arm with her knees, while she was cuffing him, SolHi read the Miranda Warning. „You have the right to keep silent or it can be used against you in a trial,” she told that bastard, something that made Gi smile eventually.

Then, looking at Kan with superiority, Gi told him, very proud of himself, „I told you she’s good. Yet, you never trust anyone.” After that, reproachfully shaking his head, Gi approached SolHi to help her with the bastard that was trying to run away even if he was already cuffed.

Looking at them, Kan cooked his nose. „I also knew she’s good, but… I was just saying,” he mumbled eventually. Then, approaching Gi, before helping him to take the young man away from there, Kan touched SolHi’s shoulder, a sign of support that meant a lot to her… it meant she was accepted in the team, and this filled her eyes with tears.

***

PRESENT. DAY.

The head of a mannequin suddenly flew through the open door when Kan and DooSan entered Mire’s apartment. Yet, even if it was something that they didn’t see daily, none of them looked surprised. They simply looked at that flying head that seemed like an alien ship passing by them, to hit the wall in front of them eventually. Then, when Yoon Suk said in mockery, „Ups! It's been closed… for their heads to fly off their shoulders too," Kan showed his fangs.

Eventually, understanding that showing his fangs to DooSan, who wasn’t guilty of that remark, wasn't the right thing, Kan shook his head reproachfully. After that, he approached the mannequin's head, which he picked up with two fingers and threw it back into the apartment eventually, following it right away along with DooSan. There they saw Yoon Suk and SolHi, and a lot of mannequins around them. Yet, not this counted for Kan. He’d been happy to see Yoon Suk there, to whom Kan said in mockery, „If one of our heads had flown along with that one’s head, you would have definitely seen what hell looks like, and how the eternal flames dance around you.”

DooSan frowned, hearing that commentary. More than that, he was confused seeing all those mannequins, many of them without a head or with their heads broken into pieces at SolHi and Yoon Suk’s feet while this one was squeezing a golf stick in his hands. Eventually, DooSan frowned again when he heard Kan mumbling, „It seems to me that you are a damn bad player, Yoon Suk if this one's head didn’t get to the moon. More than that, I see you are bad at hitting things because… the flying head back to the apartment… you didn’t hit it. Something that a good professional would have hit for sure.”

„I would have hit it for sure too, along with your head, of course, if you had told me about this first. Yet, as I didn’t know that that head had wings to fly back… I didn’t hit it. Why? Because I don’t hit the air… only flying heads. And, honestly, if someone had thrown your head, sombe, I wouldn’t have missed it for sure. Your head would have definitely got to the moon.” After that, grinning, Yoon Suk stared at SolHi, seeing her shaking her head reproachfully. „What? I said only the truth, don’t you also think so?”

„Absolutely, just as I’m also sure your head is dry too. So, if you don’t want your head to fly to the moon first, I suggest you keep working and talk less!”

„And I’m sure I told you that it will be funny here,” Kan told DooSan, throwing himself on the couch.

„What you didn’t mention was that we are going to see a massacre of the mannequins,” said DooSan, cooking his nose. After that, taking a few steps in front, he frowned again, looking at all those mannequins that suffered because of his colleagues’madness. In the end, not understanding anything of what they were doing there, DooSan asked, raising his right eyebrow too much, „And… may I know what kind of game you’re playing here?”

„The „Flying Heads?” SolHi told him in mockery. Seeing DooSan’s sour face, she mumbled, „What do I know?! Just… playing!”

„And you named GhiYon „Doll lover” when you are even weirder than he is. At least he’s faithful to the mannequins.” SolHi burst into laughter. „What?”

„Nothing. I just can’t believe you compared us. You’re definitely weirder than us, Prosecutor Han!”

„May I know why?”

„Because… you can’t compare a forensic doctor, who cuts people to see what’s inside them, with me, who I’m just… killing lifeless dolls.”

„GhiYon’s dolls are lifeless too.”

„Yeah, the only difference is that I can do that… to fly my „dolls’heads” while he can’t. Why? Simply: nobody will punish me for this while he goes to jail if he does this. So… each of us has his own weird habits, I agree. But still… you can’t compare us!”

DooSan suddenly shook his head, confused. „Too much for a single day,” he said eventually. Then, staring at SolHi, who picked up another mannequin from below, he frowned again. „Don’t tell me you’ll cut that one’s head too!”

„Only if he’s a bad boy,” SolHi mocked him. „And… Prosecutor Han, we are just playing a little with them! Don’t worry: they’ll still be useful after that and you can keep them if something! I heard you also love dolls, just like your friend.”

„Yeah, what about keeping your mouth shut?” DooSan hissed through his teeth. After that, he looked at Yoon Suk with the eyes of a beast when that one decided to hit while DooSan was still next to the mannequin. „Are you trying to see how a real head flies or what?”

„Not that bad idea actually, it’ll be funnier this way. And diverse, but… if you don’t like it…” After that, shrugging, Yoon Suk turned toward SolHi, to whom he said, „Your turn, sombe! If not, I’m the one that can take this mannequin’s place. And… if you don’t want to be a mannequin too, I suggest you be careful with the golf stick because… Prosecutor Han, present here, fears for his head.”

Grabbing that stick on the fly, SolHi cooked her nose. She would have liked not to hit, but she was afraid that DooSan could find out her secret thus. Yet, understanding that she had no other chance than to hit, moreover, when she spotted DooSan’s fixed glance on her, she squeezed the stick in her hands, trying to minimize the shaking of her right hand. After that, she hissed to Yoon Suk, who was right next to the mannequin, „Out of my way! If not, your head flies first instead of the prosecutor’s one.”

At all bothered by her threat, Yoon Suk said, bored, „You can give it a try, but I assure you that’s not easy at all. We tried this for three hours without a result anyway.”

DooSan pumped his eyes. „What? You struggled for nothing for three hours and these poor „guys” suffered for nothing too? You could have saved your energy and them from pain by hitting your heads. Or… should I take this one’s place? Maybe this way, you have a chance to succeed.”

„A good idea actually,” SolHi dryly responded. „At least this way we can hear how a shrunken head sounds while falling off the shoulders.”

„Ya, SolHi, don’t start it, ok?”

„Don’t worry, Detective Kan,” said DooSan, smiling. „I can handle this.” Then, taking the mannequin away, he took his place. „Go ahead!” He told SolHi confidently. „I’m more than ready to fulfill your sick desire.”

Instead of hitting, SolHi grabbed his arm. „Don’t be stupid, ok?! Just… keep it in place. I don’t need bad jokes on your part.”

„Are you sure?”

„Absolutely. Why? Because the idea of this game was to find Lee Ha Ni’s assassin, not to kill you.”

„Lee Ha Ni’s assassin? Why? I thought that the two…”

„Yeah, it’s obvious that they are involved, but… we still have nothing to accuse them of. Why? Because there can’t be two criminals! One of them killed her, the other one is the accomplice. Which one? We are trying to figure it out now.”

„Then… tell me what you hope to prove with this cheap play.”

„Who made the decisive wound on Ha Ni’s head?! She had two wounds, remember?! One on the frontal area and the second one broke her fifth vertebra, which actually led to the death of the brain and later to her death.”

„Something made by two different people, as far as I understand.”

„Something like this. Yet, still something not easy to prove.”

„Obvious,” said DooSan ironically, looking at the mannequins. „Yet, not something impossible! Now, hit! But… carefully because I still need my head!”

„If you say so?!” SolHi mumbled, suddenly hitting. Yet, because of the used force, her foot slipped and the stick’s top passed by the mannequin’s head. „Damn, I’m sorry for this!” She murmured, preparing for another hit.

„Wait a minute!” DooSan told her. „Between hitting, slipping, and touching someone’s head… it’s too long. It could have happened to the aggressor too if he’s not a professional gamer. And, as far as we know, none of them is. This makes me ask this question: Did Lee Ha Ni really hear nothing behind her? I guess yes because if the attacker slipped the stick hit something. At least the minimum noise Ha Ni could hear, right?”

„She was drugged then!” Kan said, standing up and approaching them. „Something at all surprising after last night.”

„Yeah, about last night…”

„Don’t start it, ok?!” SolHi told DooSan. „And yes, sombe, you might be right. Yet, I don’t see who could win this way because… as far as we’ve seen, checking the cameras, Ha Ni came here on her own feet. Nobody brought her here. Thus, if Mire wanted her dead and that’s why she drugged Ha Ni, she would have taken her to another place, not to her apartment. Maybe you think that Ha Ni drank something here. Yes, maybe, but still something not real because I don’t think she was stupid to drink something in her worst enemy’s house.”

„Wait a minute! You said that Min SinJu admitted that Ha Ni passed by his club that night, right?” SolHi nodded. „He could have drugged her just as he drugged you. Don’t you think so?” Said DooSan, fixing his glance on her. „He could have given her the same cocktail, one that doesn’t affect the „victim” right away. Thus, she could have felt the effect only after coming here, where she had a fight with Mire, then… she’d been killed.”

„She felt dizzy… she stopped, turned, and… bingo… she fell! Thus, she gave her enemy the perfect chance to mistake her head for a golf ball.”

„It’s possible, Yoon Suk, but…” Kan murmured, confused.

Kan right away looked at SolHi when she said, „What if she didn’t stop? I mean, they had an argument and, while fighting, Lee Ha Ni fell, hit something, and…”

„No, sombe Ian. It’s not something she hit, but something hit her,” Yoon Suk insisted. „We can explain her back wound only this way.”

„Yet, we can’t explain how she got the front one,” murmured DooSan. He right away pumped his eyes when SolHi told him:

„Push me!”

„No, thanks! I care about my head! So…”

„Just… push me!” SolHi hissed through her teeth, something that made DooSan finally push her. While falling, SolHi hit. Thus, she only scratched a little the head of the mannequin. „This isn’t too because…”

„Don’t stand up!” Kan demanded her. „Just hit from where you are!”

„Sombe! I don’t think Mire hit while she was on her knees.”

„Just do what I've told you! And… prosecutor Han, move aside! I don’t really want to see two heads flying at the same time. Only if you insist…”

Kan’s commentary made DooSan slowly growl. Yet, aware that the detective was right, he took a few steps back. From there, he saw SolHi hitting the mannequin with all her force. Something that stuck into the minikin’s back.

„Bingo!” Said Kan, seeing the mannequin falling. Yet, he right away pulled back when DooSan grabbed the stick from SolHi’s hand, which he used to hit the mannequin’s head, making a deep hole in the front area.

„Now we also know how the front wound was made,” DooSan happily said. „Thus, we have a chance to bring our „friend” to the Interrogatory Room! A place he’ll stay in for a while! Meanwhile… I’ll try to get a judicial order… just as that bastard asked for.” After that, taking the phone out of his pocket, while dialing a number, DooSan left the apartment.

Looking behind DooSan, Yoon Suk murmured confusedly, „Why do I have the feeling that he hit the mannequin thinking that it was you, sombe Ian?”

„Because it’s the truth! Yet, lucky me that I’m still alive,” murmured SolHi, also leaving the apartment.

Seeing her walking out of the apartment, Yoon Suk and Kan exchanged glances. And, for the first time since they started to work together, Kan understood one thing: he made a big mistake accepting to work for Han DooSan along with SolHi. Yet… it was too late to change something.