WARNING: In this fic, there will be a few chapters (including this one) that will contain gory details. You have been warned.
“Death scatters away, turning into hardened blood.”
Slow [e]Motion | Epik High
“I don’t have a good feeling about this,” Choi Jin—the youngest and known as Mithra Jin—sighed as he undid the top buttons of his trench coat. Turning to his partner, he spoke up, “Tablo, murders are one thing… But murders in churches are on a whole different level.”
“I agree with Mithra. This is just plain crazy,” Tukutz spoke up in a groggy voice from the backseat, yawning. On his badge however was the name Kim Jungsik. He fixed the fedora atop his head as he eyed the heavy rainfall outside the trio’s car.
Tablo said nothing, only turning to see the faces of his partners. They were called out to the Jungdongwon Church at five AM. The only thing he wanted to do was lay in his warm bed with his beautiful wife as their newly-born daughter slept peacefully in the crib not too far away… The detective sighed as he straightened out his coat and was the first to hop out of the black Ford Crown Victoria, slamming the car door behind him.
The rain showed no signs of stopping as the head detective stared up at the dark morning sky. Sighing, he rubbed his temples as the scene full of police officers and CSI agents scrambled about cautiously, carrying their tools and cases. Police lights shone as they continued to go off, yet the rain and early morning fog made it seem like there was a blurry and misty film over everything. It was like a scene in some crazy crime show, except that this was real life. Aside from the sound of raindrops pelting the concrete floors, muffled conversations in monotone rang in the detective’s ear.
Suddenly, Tablo sensed someone behind him. He turned his head slightly to find his two partners taking in the scene before them. All three of them were tired. All three of them just wanted to be home. And most of all, all three of them weren’t exactly prepared for what the crime scene would look like. It was the first thing in the morning, Mithra had said earlier, and heading over to a church to see a corpse was the last thing on their list.
“Head Detective Lee Seonwoong, Detective Choi Jin, and Detective Kim Jungsik,” a police officer greeted the trio in a solemn voice. “I’m officer Park Minwoo, I was the first officer to respond and arrive at the crime scene.”
Tablo nodded at the plump man who looked as though he witnessed the world being set on fire. Tablo cleared his throat and jerked his head up once in the direction of the church. “Tell us the details as we make our way to the location of the body.”
With that, the four headed inside the church and Officer Minwoo began his discourse. “I was notified by an operator around four-forty this morning. I immediately rushed over to this church and was met by the janitor, Oh Jongkook. He told me that he was making his usual rounds, moving from the back rooms and ending at the main hall of the church, and when he finally ended up in the main hall he said he tripped over something. He scrambled up, running for the lights, and then he saw the corpse. I then called you all in shortly after.”
By the end of his story, the four had ended up where forensic technicians were sweeping the area for any evidence. The badly beaten and disfigured body was laid out in the open. Officer Minwoo refused to look at the corpse, afraid that he might end up regurgitating the Kimbap he ate before being called at the scene. The body was surrounded in blood and his limbs were sprawled within the pools. The dress shirt that the Father wore was stained in crimson fluid with holes. The badly beaten head was tilted to the left and revealed the horrifying face, you could see white—revealing a part of the skull. The smell of blood and death filled the air. One shoe had come off and was a good two meters away from the body.
Tablo and his team took in the grizzly scene without any hint of emotion. They’ve seen everything and more in all their fifteen years of working this job. Mithra Jin walked off, speaking to a few forensic technicians while Tukutz scanned the interior, looking for anything that the forensic team might’ve missed.
“Thank you for your time, Officer Minwoo. You can head home now, I’ll make sure to contact you if I have any further questions.” Tablo excused the now grateful officer as he went off to speak to the head agent he was well acquainted with. He tapped the petite woman on the shoulder.
The woman instantly ripped her analyzing gaze away from the corpse. Her almond eyes had dark circles and her frail hands held a photographer’s camera. She wore a grey blazer over black slacks and a pastel pink button up blouse. Her jet-black hair pulled back into a tight bun. She pursed her lips as she handed the camera to Tablo.
Tablo took it, flipping through the pictures of the cadaver. “Kwon Boa, long time no see.”
The five-foot-three woman glared up at the Head Detective and scoffed. “My team and I have been busy collecting bodies and gathering as much forensic evidence as possible from Heechul’s team. They’ve been handling this serial killer case. It’s quite a workout.”
Tablo chuckled despite the situation they were in. It was just another day on the job after all. “Heechul? Kim Heechul?”
Boa nodded her head. “Anyways, it’s been reported to me that the body was stabbed around the torso and lower back area numerous times, there are also multiple gunshot wounds to the back of the head, the face was bashed in so much that identifying the body was a task all its own. This is serious overkill. Once we’re done, we’re sending the body in for autopsy and I’ll make sure that Dr. Lee Donghae personally hand you the report… And I’m no detective, but my guess if that this person had a lot of strength to do this sort of thing.”
“More like a lot of animosity,” Tukutz butted in as he finished walking around the church.
He greeted the head medical examiner and spoke to his partner. “No signs of breaking and entering. Nothing out of place. This person must’ve been in the church already and have known the victim.”
Boa turned to the man wearing the Fedora with wide eyes, “Didn’t the officer tell you three? The victim was last with a class of juvenile delinquents. They are all currently in custody. I don’t know any other details but I know that much.”
Tablo shoved the camera back into Boa’s hands and he walked over to a random police officer, Mithra and Tukutz following their frontman. “Where are these minors?” Tablo roared at the innocent officer.
“They have been sent to the headquarters and are under watch of officers,” the officer, scared into oblivion, answered.
“Mithra, you stay here and keep talking to the forensic team. Tukutz and I will head over to the headquarters. Just get a ride with Boa back when you’re done.” Tablo ran a hand through his hair and headed to the car with Tukutz in tow.
“This is going to be a long investigation,” Tukutz sighed as he got into the passenger’s seat and buckled himself in. The two then sped off in the direction of the Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency Headquarters where five young, unfortunate souls waited under the critical and accusing glares of grumpy police officers.
I’ll have song lyrics or a quote every chapter.
But it’s completely up to you, the reader, if you decide to listen to the song as you read the chapter.
And I’m sorry for putting our precious Shisus as the victim. OTL I just couldn’t see anyone else as a pastor.
And no Infinite! Sorry. :P
Forgive me? I’ll make it up to everyone in the next update. *wink, wink*
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