Byun Baekhyun hated the country.

Nothing ever happened in the country. It was a detective’s worst nightmare. Fields and forests and ditches to hide bodies in. Towns full of hicks who didn’t know the difference between a bullet wound and a hanging scar. The murders here were always dirty, unrefined and tedious. Nothing that would advance his career or make him famous.

At least they were simple. Even if it took awhile to find the murder weapon or proper evidence or whatever, through questioning and his brilliant intuition alone he should have this case solved by teatime.

He’d just stick Chanyeol with evidence recovery. Yeah, that would work.