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Chapter 11: Clarifications

Clarifications

“What d-did you just said?”

“C-Choi Beomgyu sunbae, overheard our conversation. He knew you’re eyeing at that old lady as a witness,” he explained.

“Where exactly were you when I called you?” I asked.

“I was really at the station at first but then Beomgyu sunbae called me to bring something in the NFS and then—“

“Wait, why did you even took his order when he isn’t your team member and the case isn't about Spades?” I interrupted.

“I w-was the only one who was in the station that night,” he replied. “And he’s my senior as well so I did it. Then when I received your call I was in the NFS already. I didn’t have the time to tell Beomgyu sunbae about it because I rushed and that’s why you saw my car coming from the left,” he stated his alibi an looked away as he pressed his lips.

I sighed and leans against the chair. “Ah, how about that clothes right there,” I pointed his basket. “I saw this at the rooftop and it is the same button you have in there and you are missing one as well,” I asked. “Explain to me that one,” I requested after presenting the button I found.

“Ah that sleeves? Wait,” he stood up and grabs it then he also looked for something before coming back to me. He placed both items on the table. “I used it last week and here’s the detached button— wait, hyung! Are you suspecting me?” he exclaimed.

“I’m just investigating,” I casually replied and smiled. “I’m thinking of every possible ways,” I added.

He nod and smiles as well. “I thought you’re suspecting me on something already. But where did you go earlier?” he asked.

“J-just, just around—“

“Yeonjun hyung.”

“At the apartment complex, I saw some soleprints in there and here,” I handed him the plastic that has my bill. “Give it to the NFS and tell me the results,” I instructed.

“Oh, you got this in there?”

“Hmm,” I hummed to confirm. “Don’t tell Beomgyu about it, okay? I’m going to sleep now,” I said and stood up.

“Hyung,” he called me that made me look at him.

“Why?”

“What if it was really me?” he asked.

A long silence filled the whole house. He’s intently looking at me while I’m just blankly staring at him. I’m starting to think all the possibilities why I should suspect Hueningkai who’s like with me 24/7.

But

“No, it’s not you,” I just replied and continued to the room where I always sleep.

It’s not him. It’s not Hueningkai. It’s Spades.

The next morning I had to attend a trial of one of the culprit I send to jail and I felt the satisfaction when the verdict in favored with the victim and the culprit is sentenced to life time prison.

When I arrived at the station, I head to where Hueningkai is and I asked him for the results. “How did it go?”

“It was the witness DNA,” I heard from my back.

“Huening, how did he fucking know about it?” I asked Kai instead.

“It’s not his fault. The NFS who examined it was my friend as well and he told me. Also, you are doing illegal investigation and you know that keeping an evidence is tampering,” he stated.

I looked at him and nod. “Yeah, I don’t really have the time to fight against you,” I give in. “I already give you evidence so do your job properly,” I stated and walk closer to him. “I’m already really close in suspecting you for such slow progress.”

“All you can do is suspect—“

“If I were you, I should start doing my job already because if time will come that I’ll be the head investigator of this special team, you’ll fucking lose your face. Remember that,” I pressed and walk out from the station.

I went home and took a quick bath because I can’t stay there for long. I cooked some black bean noodles to ease my anger and then I heard someone putting the door code and it opens.

Soobin’s here.

“Argh! I’m so tired,” I heard him groans and saw him jumps on the sofa.

I chuckles at the back of my mind as I find it cute.

“I’m like much tired than you tho?” I commented.

“Tired of what? You’re not even doing anything to catch Spades,” he countered and sits down. “Oh, can I have some?” he quickly asks and run towards the dining and eat it.

“I even have more evidences than Beomgyu,” I bragged.

He grabs the bowl and started eating like a hungry animal. “Beomgyu? Oh, Detective Choi Beomgyu? Isn’t he the head of special investigation?” he asked and munched.

I nod. “Yeah, kind of. Well, maybe for now? I will surely take it from him,” I stated.

He pointed the chopsticks on me. “How are you going to do that?” he asked.

“With your help, remember?”

“Oh right!” he remembers and his face brightens. He dropped the utensil and looked at me intently. “Do you want to do it tonight?” he asked.

“H-hey, are you really sure we’re going to have sex?”

“Then don’t.”

“Hey! I’m just confirming things!” I defended. “I-it’s not like I don’t l-like the idea or what— I meant, if it’s the only way to get information from you,” I explained.

“Let’s do it. Right now,” he said.

“Are you sure? D-do you really want to? Didn’t you whine that you’re tired?” I consulted. “It’s fine—“

“I’ll be on top.”

“What the fuck!? You said I’m going to fuck you not fuck me!” I complained.

“I just changed my mind. You sounded like a tsundure girl or what. I’m a verse so I can do both,” he informed.

I scoffs in amusal and a bit annoyed by his boastfulness. “Hey Choi Soobin, I’ll be on top,” I firmly stated.

He showed his fist in front of me. “Rock-paper-scissor, who’ll win will be on top. Say?”

“Sure.”

“Rock-paper-scissor!” we recited in unison.

I stood up. “Be clean as much as you can, Choi Soobin. You’re going to have a good fuck tonight.”