Minho stood in front of a podium, hundreds of cameras and reporters waiting for his speech as some yelled questions his way.
minho basically became famous for catching "the Seoul murderer", even receiving a medal from the mayor like the chief promised.
He stayed silent as he listened to all the insults and triggering questions said about Jisung, holding back from murdering all of them. He gripped the sides of the podium as he started speaking.
"Im gonna say this only once. There was a pattern to every single one of his victims. He only targeted wealthy individuals that committed horrible crimes behind the scenes. I have hundreds of video and text evidence that Jisung spent years gathering only proving what these men and women did. Of course none of you knew about this because the "victims" paid money to keep the police force quiet. I've witnessed it first hand multiple times. So before you spit hate at one man who brought justice to thousands of real victims, think about if his victims were really rays of sunshine projected to the public."
He kept a cold intimidating stare at the bright lights as he talked, making the crowd go silent. He felt the mayor and chief piercing daggers to the back of his head as he finished, and when he took of the medal and walked off stage.
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Jisung sat in his dark, cramped cell staring at the floor. The betrayal still made his heart sting, hot tears threatening to leave his eyes for the nth time. He could hear the TV playing from somewhere near of Minho's speech, but tuned it out.
He felt nothing. Just like how he was before he met minho but instead of his psychotic antics and creepily happy all the time as he taunted police, he was completely blank.
The one man he truly loved stabbed him in the back. He still couldn't wrap his head around why.
He gave him everything, told him everything, he should've expected that opening up to a cop wasn't a good idea.
"Minho hyung.. why.."
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Its been 2 weeks, and its safe to say Minho went insane. He had a plan, which what he was preparing for this whole time. He packed up everything important to him in the new car he bought that no one knew about. He also sold most of his furniture for the extra cash anonymously.
He also had a buyer for the house so it was perfect. He carefully put the police database into multiple flash drives, taking as much information as he could.
He was also able to access the Han Technologies bank account, through many days of hacking and using the thumbprint of Mr. Han. The account was the CEO's personal one so it didn't hurt the actual company. He drained a good chunk of money into a new bank account he made.
He gave his house that he lived in for years a final goodbye as he drove off the driveway one last time. His next stop; Seoul prison.
"Baby, Im coming. Just wait for me."
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FanfictionWhere an infamous criminal has a few screws loose And a certain officer is determined to catch him, no matter how many officers went missing or quit their jobs chasing after him Warnings: -violence -blood -smut -some angst This story is gonna be sho...