PSYCHOPATH || Lee Minho

Chapter 5

7:11 am

I woke up. Checking the clock my eyes almost fell out.

"Shit! I will be late!" I curse at myself. I rush through the house getting the things I needed and got ready, and thereafter drove off.

'I wonder who sent the message' I thought to myself. Shall I tell the team? Shall I ignore or try to investigate it. Let's do this instead. If the stranger text me one more time I will investigate it myself.

~~ at work.

We were working as usual. Changlix being the two love birds they are. I was looking through all the murder cases, trying to find any clue or evidence.

~~

Victim name: Han Jisung

Age: 20

How the victim was found: (Photos)

~~

This one is a bit different from the other murders. First of it was a male. He was stabbed multiple times. But the big difference is that he was choked with a fishline. Was the killer angry? If so, what was he angry at? I kept thinking, but my thoughts got interrupted when my phone vibrated, meaning I got a message. I opened it.

~~

Minho: Do you want to hang out?

Me: I can't right now, I'm at work. Maybe later?

Minho: Sure, when?

Me: I finish work at 5. We can meet up at the convenience store?

Minho: Sure, see you there!

~~

I smiled to myself. He wants to hang out with me. Am I dreaming?

"What are you smiling at?" Seungmin asked with a teasingly smirk.

"Nothing," I said smiling.

"Okay then," he said, still having that smirk on his face.

"Let's end for today. Good job everybody," Bangchan said, praising everyone.

I opened my phone and texted Minho that I am on my way.

~~ at the convenience store.

I waited outside.

"The clock is ticking. Why ain't he here yet?" I said to myself. That's when he came into my sight.

"Sorry, I am late. Something came up," He said, scratching the back of his head.

"It's okay. Let's sit inside and talk? We can eat some noodles?" I said. He nod, agreeing with me.

We sat down on the available seats.

"So, tell me a bit about yourself," he said.

"Nothing special actually. I have been living in London for years and I came back to my hometown Korea for work. I am 21 years old, and live alone," I said.

"Oh you're one year younger than me. What do you work as?" He asked. He don't recognize me? Well there exists people who don't know me, so let's not be surprised.

"I work as an detective. Actually I am a very known detective," I said.

"Ooo, that's cool," he said.

"It's actually shit. You get hurt, work hard all day. Especially when you're well known, you almost never get to take a brake," I said.

"Why don't you resign?" He asked.

"I am doing this for the world. My dad worked as a detective too, but he retired, so I want him to be proud of me," I said. He nod understanding. Something suddenly caught my eye. Blood. He got some blood stains under his nails.

"I got a nose bleeding, that's why I came late," he said, noticing where I looked.

"Ah, okay," I said.

That's when the news came on.

"A new corpse has been found. The corpse is found the same as the other victims, meaning it's the serial killer again. Stay safe everyone, this was Kim Seokjin."

I looked back at Minho. He was smiling. How can he smile after hearing the awful news? I started to feel uncomfortable. I just wanted to go home.

"I think I will get going now," I said.

"Wait. I will follow you. It's late, you never know what will happen. Especially when a serial killer is on the lose," he said.

"Minho. I am a detective, I can fight and protect myself, don't worry," I said.

"But-"

"No buts. Now I will get going. Bye, it was nice seeing you again," I said, waving him a bye. I then left.

'Something about him is bothering me' I thought. I will just ignore my thoughts for now. I just want to get home and sleep.