Park Hana just wanted to do her job. Sure, technically, she wasn't supposed to be doing her job, but if there were to be any issues, she expected them to be coming from her chief and most definitely not through a b

The familiar weight of it on her hip is the only feeling she trusts. And that he will chase her to the ends of the world. That is, until they end up running into each other in a safe house. And instead of being just a tool for killing each other, the black blade turns out to be the line connecting their past, present and uncertain future.

The first time Na Haeun felt her soulmate, it felt like she was punched in the gut. She remembered waking up one night and feeling as though all of the oxygen in her lungs were suddenly out, and it was reduced to a dull ache for the next two weeks. All that remained was a faint bruise. Her dad said that it was probably because her soulmate was a delinquent who got punched in the chest, and as she grew up

Three detectives and one forensic specialist engaged in a wild goose chase to unravel the mysterious medicine murder that had been wreaking havoc in the Seoul Yongdeungpo Police Station. Whoever the killer is, the bastard is definitely one genius scum. And it's a matter of brain and luck to catch him--that if they could.

A serial killer is terrorizing the young women of Daejeon.  You're a forensic psychologist, on loan--by invitation--from the nation's Special Investigations Division, committed to figuring out just who is executing these horrendous murders.  While your colleagues think that you're helping them investigate the case, however, what you're really investigating is them.