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Who do you think killed him?

For his entire life, Minghao was always a shy, reserved person. However, put him in a room where he feels attacked, and he will retaliate, and not in a good way.

"So do you think any of the twelve of you are capable of murder?" a new question for a new suspect.

"To be frank Minhyung, can I call you Minhyung?" he received a negative response, though he continues." To be frank, anyone can be a murderer. Come on Minhyung, don't tell me you've never felt the urge to stab the kid with the way-too-loud music sitting next to you on the subway." Minghao scoffed out with a sarcastic, and slightly murderous, smile. 

The detective honestly didn't know how to respond to this. How do you respond to that? The kid basically kind of confessed. Sort of. And yet he's so nonchalant about it? What if he's covering for someone? No, that's way too stupid, they hardly know each other enough to cover up a murder. 

"So did you kill him?" The detective hesitantly questions the young man, his face blank, although he could practically feel the gears in his head turning as he attempts to build a suitable case.

Minghao gave the detective a fake shocked look and rolls his eyes.

"Of course I didn't kill him. I literally have no reason to," another shot down.

At this point, the officer went through 5/12 of the suspects and had gotten nowhere. He suspected that either this was a suicide, or they were all covering up for one person. Though, the second one was unlikely. Wonwoo and Seungkwan seemed way too shaken up for this to be something planned. Seokmin and Minghao were especially calm, and Jeonghan, well he was just overly defensive.

"Who do you think killed him?"

"I don't know. What I do know is that Wonwoo and Chan didn't do it. They were with me in the kitchen most of the night. Wonwoo was avoiding Mingyu, and Chan was sticking close to me for some reason." Seungcheol was next on the list because he was a little more tired than everyone else, being the soberest of the bunch.

Wonwoo seemed to be a pretty prevalent name in this story they were telling. Mingyu was angry with Wonwoo. Mingyu and Wonwoo fought. Wonwoo was avoiding Mingyu. It was almost as if they were pinning the blame on him.

"Wonwoo's name keeps coming up in everyone's stories. What kind of relationship did he have with Mingyu?" 

"They were pretty good friends, although they slept with each other often, everyone thought they had feelings for each other; since Mingyu took him on a date. But then all of a sudden Mingyu becomes this mega-bitch, and tells all of his teammates about Wonwoo's porn video." Junhui's right leg shook so much that the pen rolled off the table. 

Junhui was apparently the boyfriend of Minghao. The way they both responded to their question were totally different. Minghao was cool and composed; he said what needed to be said and then some, probably too much, but enough to be in the clear. Junhui's response was, from what the detective could tell, truthful yet, a little biased.

"Wonwoo has a porn video that Mingyu told his teammates about?"

"Yeah he needed the cash for college, and he thought that he could trust us with that information. Clearly not." Junhui's expression saddened. He wasn't all that enthusiastic in the first place, but it seemed that reality had just sunken in that Mingyu was dead.

Mingyu is dead and yet the detective felt like he was getting nowhere. Wonwoo had motive, but, no murderer would be that shaken over their own victim.

From the looks of it from the initial exam of the body, the cause of death was the multiple stab wounds, littered across his abdomen.

Someone stabbed this guy in his stomach and then pulled it out. There was some kind of cloth covering the wound, according to the person who had found the body, Seungkwan. An attempted coverup. Was it Mingyu who covered it up or was it the actual murderer? What if this murder was done out of rage? What if the person who did it was so angry with Mingyu, that he stabbed him and then instantly regretted it and tried to cover up the wounds?

What had Mingyu done to his murder to make him kill him like this? This was too violent to be an accident.

"What was your relationship with the victim like?"

Lee Chan sat there, staring blankly at the table, unmoving.

Even when he was brought into the room, it seemed as if his feet were moving themselves and his brain was somewhere else.

"Lee Chan? Would you like some water?" the detective motioned to the officer on the other side of the one-way glass.

"Mingyu," he muttered out. Expression contoured to something in the middle of sadness and anger. His teeth clenched and his eyebrows were furrowed.

"What did you say?"

"I said, his name was Mingyu. Stop treating him like he's just another task for you to finish at the end of the day. He was my friend! He deserves more than the bare minimum you're giving him now!" Lee Chan spoke passionately about Mingyu.

He was the only one to talk positively about Mingyu. It seemed as if he was, as Junhui said, a mega-bitch. He had gotten Wonwoo to trust him, then used him for sex, and then told his teammates his secrets.

Everyone seemed to be on the side of Wonwoo except Chan. Why was that?

"Where were you during this entire thing?" 

"I was in the living room playing Mario kart with Seokmin when I heard Seungkwan scream out," Jihoon looked quite disinterested. He wasn't emotional like most of them. He said what was necessary and no more. 

It was observed that Lee Jihoon was a scary 21-year-old. Although short, and dressed like a basic college kid his age, he carried a certain aura the rest of them didn't know how to process. 

In the waiting room, he sat by himself and was collecting himself alone. He had gotten up once to rub Wonwoo's back but no one approached him once he sat alone.

"Why would someone kill Mingyu?"

" I don't know, Mingyu was a decent friend, well, up until the incident with Won but besides that, I had nothing against him," Joshua's big eyes held a lot of unreleased emotions. They darted from corner to corner of the room and didn't settle at one place too long.

This incident Mingyu had with Woonwo was recent, but yet they still held a party, to put the two of them in the same room, knowing that they still had something out for each other. 

"Who do you think killed him?" 

"I don't know," Soonyoung looked at his feet for most of the questioning. At this point it was sunrise, and parents had already arrived to sort out their ward's paperwork.

Soonoyung was just as shaken as the rest of them. His shirt had a small amount of blood on it, and his lips were bruised from biting on them so often.

"Okay, why do you know?"

"I don't know,"

"You can't respond to every question with 'I don't know' Kwon Soonyoung. You're probably making yourself even more suspicious." the detective slightly rose his voice to get his point across to Soonyoung. He was tired and wanted to get this over with but the evidence he had was not enough to even hold one of them in custody.

The last to be questioned was Chwe Hansol. That was until his mother came into the room with a lawyer. His suspicions arose when the young adult made it into the room with his arms folded over his chest, and a glare in the direction of his lawyer who prohibited him from speaking a word.

Not too long after, everyone had left the station leaving Detective Minhyung with a lot to think about.