Media and Police cars were surrounding Producer, Min Yoongi's house.
While a Panicky and confused Jin is here, sitting across from a Police officer.
"It's a murder."
Jin was shocked upon hearing those words coming out of the police officer's mouth. He got a call from the police station early this morning saying that Yoongi was shot, He quickly yet quietly left his apartment without waking his roommate, Just to hear that it was a murder? But why? Who could have done that?
"How?" Jin asked.
"He was drugged and then killed. The neighbors say that it could have been suicide because none of them saw any weird activity around his house. But I believe that if he shot himself then how did he take that much amount of cocaine? and if he did take the drug, first. Then how did he shoot himself he wouldn't even be able to open his eyes and shooting himself right in the middle of his eyebrows is way far than that."
The officer, wearing a plain shirt, blue as the sky with dark pants like the night sky. He had wrinkles going through his face who vouched up for all that he had seen and been through. It wasn't his first time for a murder case. The years had broken down his vigor.
After a moment of silence, and the officer understanding Jin's situation after losing his close one, He gave Jin a glass of water, sitting in this police station with files, goons, prisoners, and some unsolved cases or mysteries was suffocating enough that the news of Yoongi's death was like breaking a mountain on Jin's broad shoulders, which he couldn't handle and was stuttering, horribly that the Officer couldn't do much, other than to suspect Jin for having a hand in this murder.
So the officer crossed his hands against his chest and asked a question everybody asks a suspect.
"Where were you last night?"
At this question, Jin's panicked gaze went straight towards the officer's calm ones.
"I-i was at my apartment, Helping my r-roommate who had a fever. If you are suspecting me of having a hand in this, then you can ask him where I was."
After calling Jimin and Jin's neighbor, The officer was confirmed that Jin wasn't a suspect. After cracking his knuckles, He asked another question.
"Did Mr.Min has any rivals? Or do you have someone in your mind who could have done that?"
That question managed to break Jin's train of thought. He looked at his trembling hands and said-
"No, I don't think so, he was an introverted person, he never talked to many people. Nor do I have someone in my mind who could have done that. Keeping in contact with him, was hard because he used to be busy writing and composing his songs. So we would barely even talk."
Sighing, the police officer stood as Jin did the same and joined the hand that was held out from the officer for a comforting handshake.
"It was a pleasure talking to you Mr.Kim. Thanks for the information and I am sorry for your loss, we will keep looking into the case to find the murderer which might be difficult as we don't have any proof of who it could be, But we will keep searching. You should go home and rest."
Jin just nodded, still lost in his head and once he was out, he felt something wet on his cheeks. He looked up in the sky thinking it was raining but in reality, they were tears, tears because he lost someone dear to him, someone, who he cared for. And now he couldn't believe it. Somewhere in his mind, He blames himself for even letting them part ways in the first place. They should have been together.
With his stumbling legs and teary eyes, he found a convenience store and decided to drink and go numb. Grabbing a bottle of soju, he made his way outside- Pulled a random chair to sit on it and then pulled out Yoongi's phone, The officer gave it to him along with other stuff that belonged to the dead producer.
Rubbing his eyes with the back of his palm he calmly started Putting in the password- 1351523, that Jin set years ago when he and the boys used to live together. He cried even more thinking that Yoongi never changed it no matter how annoyed he was when the older changed his cool and savage password-621311 to that weird one.
However, putting those 'Good-old memories' back. He was curious and had this urge to find the murderer and punish him. So what did he do? He straight up went to his chats and the first thing to pop up on his screen was an unknown number. He clicked on it, and read the chats between Yoongi and the unknown person.
His eyes widen, and he threw the phone on the table and hurriedly stood up. He thought he was just hallucinating after chugging down three bottles of soju. But no, he can still see the chats from where he stood. And was either confused or scared to death.
And a faint whisper escaped his trembling lips- "J-Je sun?"
But how? She was dead, wasn't she? How is she back? Why is she back?
He snatched the phone from the table so quickly that the bottles fell and shattered into pieces and made a run towards his apartment.
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