>>>>She Has The Handcuffs - KaihleeLo<<<<

Soo Hyun looked down into the shorter man's cold eyes, "What?" 

Hoya lifted his arm and showed Soo Hyun the red mark, "You hurt me, take responsiblity for it." 

Soo Hyun was loss for words, was Hoya playing with him? "I'm serious, were you listening to my conversation with Suzy earlier today?" Soo Hyun asked once again and Hoya sighed as he dropped his arm. He slapped his hand against Soo Hyun's nape and let it stay. 

"Kim Soo Hyun, what made you think I would set foot at your work area? I grew up bullying people, I'm a criminal in hiding. And for what purpose would I go to the police department when I got you on speed dial?" Hoya had a point but the way he appeared offended was a very suspicious matter.  Then another important factor clicked. 

"How did you know I was at work? I didn't say a word to you." 

Hoya scoffed, "Please, anyone can tell you just came from work. We've been friends for five years, what else can I say about you?" 

Darn it.... He got me again. 

Soo Hyun cleared his throat and decided to make it the last time. With all his might Soo Hyun punched Hoya in the gut, the man crouched over and let out a short painful cry. "What.... His voice changed...." Soo Hyun mumbled to himself, Hoya coughed a few times before looking up to the confused latter. 

"You bastard, what was that for?" Hoya asked with one eye shut and both hands over his stomach. 

"I need you to take a look at my phone." Soo Hyun bluntly stated and headed inside, Hoya released an irritation sigh and cursed the latter under his breath. 

The line was getting long with only Lizzy and Dongwoo helping them out. Hoya was at one end of the room looking Soo Hyun in the eyes, the taller man slide Ga In's old phone to him. "I need you to find out the address of this caller ID." 

Hoya looked at Soo Hyun, slightly amused. "I only sell phones Soo Hyun, why don't you take it to work with you, aren't you a detective?" 

Soo Hyun removed his hand from the phone and dropped it to his side, "If Chief finds out I'm undergoing an investigation without permission or a non-existence case, he'd had this phone confiscated." Hoya sighed before responding. 

"Regarding to what you've just said I'll let you know right now that I cannot help you. Like I said, I only sell phones. However, I know someone who may be able to help you." 

"Who?" 

"He's an expert at coding and restoring loss data, his name is Lee Sungyeol." 

Soo Hyun was standing in front of what appeared to be a deserted building. He looked around and noticed not one person was in sight. He exhaled heavily before knocking on the door. Going through his mind was what Hoya had warned him to keep in mind,

"Sungyeol is a hard person to please, because people usually takes advantage of his skills he's a picky person when it comes to helping others. However, if you say I sent you he may be able to help you. One more thing, no matter what his place looks like, don't be amaze or disgust, keep a poker face. He hates judgemental people. Oh and if he ask you who's your favorite Idol, just say Im Chang Jung." 

Soo Hyun knocked on the door and it slowly opened, a man peeked out from behind the door. A wave of strange smell leaked through the opening and washed over Soo Hyun slowly. He noticed the man had long brownish black hair and was about Soo Hyun's height. "Lee Sungyeol?" Soo Hyun asked and the man only stared at him, examining him carefully before replying. 

"What do you want?" He asked in a low voice. 

"Uh, Hoya sent me." Soo Hyun started, for some reason looking at Sungyeol erased his purpose for coming. He couldn't remember why he needed help, why he wanted to come to such a strange place. 

"Oh! Is it about my phone?!" Sungyeol asked with excitement and a big smile flashed across his face. 

Soo Hyun was taken aback by the sudden change of behavior. "No...." 

Sungyeol heaved a depressed sigh, "I see, then have a good day." Sungyeol was about to close the door when Soo Hyun pushed against it with one hand, he could see Sungyeol's eyes widen at his action. 

"I have a favor to ask of you." 

Inside the one room housing with one bathroom, all of Sungyeol's belongings were stacked and crowded together. Sungyeol had three monitors and a computer on a long gray table. The table was also used as his dinging table, were empty and dirty bowls were visible. The kitchen which was not used for cooking but storing was messy with all s