Man in Black || myg

𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐈. 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐧

Min Yoongi

"Jeong Hyunwoo. This is the place." As Hoseok read out the name, I scanned the apartment complex before us. It was an old building, the exterior a drab gray with brittle bricks chipped in multiple areas.

Hoseok punched in the access code, and we carefully entered the building. The interior was no different, with the monotone wallpaper aged and peeling, the room lit with a dim ceiling light. The dreary environment left me feeling uncertain about the place.

"Let's go. His apartment's on the second floor," Hoseok said. I followed closely behind him, the events leading up to this moment still a bit hazy.

I had woken up this morning expecting the same old routine: accompanying Soomi and Misa to the hospital like I had the last few days. But instead, the day began with Hoseok barging into the house with the forensics report. The news quickly woke me up, and I soon found myself skimming the pages of information.

But before I could really absorb the findings, Hoseok was dragging me out of the house and over to the man's last known residence.

Still, one thing from the report did stick with me: a photo of a tattoo on the man's chest, a tattoo that resembled smoke and wings.

"Hello? Earth to Yoongi?" Hoseok's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I found myself in front of a worn-out, wooden door.

"Sorry," I muttered.

"Get your head in the game. We can't miss anything important." He promptly unlocked the apartment door.

"Well, then you might wanna give me a breakdown of the guy, so I know what we're dealing with," I suggested, still feeling out of the loop. We entered the cramped space as he turned to me.

"Yeah, fine, but start looking around. No time to waste." Hoseok pulled on his gloves as he said this, and I followed suit before navigating over to the right side of the room.

"Hyunwoo had been charged for multiple accounts of assault and most recently fraudulent activity. Prosecutor Park was responsible for putting him behind bars and having him registered as a sex offender," Hoseok explained. "He must've had problems finding work after getting released."

"So his main motivation would be money. But how's he gaining that from going after Prosecutor Park and his family like this?" I wondered out loud as I rummaged through some random things on his shelf.

"Not too sure."

"Maybe he's just a hitman, hired by someone else to do this? Someone else who has an actual motive."

"Perhaps. Or maybe he's given up, looking to go after Prosecutor Park for how his life's in shambles," Hoseok suggested. I still felt reluctant to believe Hyunwoo had a strong enough motive for all the events that had unfolded. "I'm taking a look in the kitchen. There's nothing on this side of the living room."

"I'm moving on from here. Can't find anything either," I grumbled before getting up from my kneeled position and heading to the bedroom. The room was no different than the living room: unkempt, yet nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I deeply sighed before making my way to the closet.

I raked my fingers through the sparsely hung garments of clothes, thoroughly checking the pockets before looking around for any hidden compartments or suspicious items. But there was nothing.

Room after room, shelf after shelf. Nothing.

I groaned in frustration, knocking over the bottles I was rummaging through in the bathroom.

"Take it easy, Yoongi! Try not to leave too big a mess," Hoseok shouted from the other room.

"Why bother? The place is a shithole already. A shithole with no goddamn information."