A Kim Taehyung ff.
[Book 2]
"Nice to meet you, S."
The doctor and the Gangster lived their lives peacefully until the darkness begins to invade their life again.
Everything falls apart. The laughter turned into sobs...
The nightmare of the country...
A smiling face with a Screaming heart. Has become my daily Life's part.
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"No casualties were found, Sir," one of the junior officers reported to the crime department head, Soobin.
"Did you check the spot thoroughly? Are the drivers the only victims?" Soobin asked, flipping through the files of the deceased as he interrogated the officer.
"Yes, Sir. We checked it meticulously. Every bit of the goods was reduced to ashes. The remnants left behind indicated the presence of heroin. The trucks were involved in illegal narcotic trafficking," the officer confirmed.
Soobin nodded, his face grim. The bodies were mostly burnt beyond recognition, leaving him to wait for the postmortem reports to give a clearer picture. But there was one exception—a body with a clean shot to the head. Soobin's eyes narrowed as he checked the records. This person had a criminal past, previously charged with illegal dealings in Ilsan and jailed for six years. His stomach churned at the thought. "Such massive quantities of drugs had made their way to the streets," Soobin muttered under his breath. Rubbing his temples, he sighed deeply, "The world has become even more corrupted. I can't just sit back and watch this unfold."
"Excuse me, Sir," the junior officer spoke up, extending a picture across Soobin's desk.
Soobin's eyes widened as he took the photograph. The blood drained from his face as he processed the image. "I need to speak with the commissioner. Dismissed." Without another word, he rushed out of the office, heading straight for Hoseok's.
Inside the commissioner's office, Jung Hoseok was deep in thought. His mind raced as he connected the dots. The incident wasn't an accident. It was a well-coordinated attack. He'd suspected the Titans' involvement but wasn't sure if they were the attackers or the victims. His suspicion was confirmed when Soobin entered, showing him the photo. The Titans were the culprits. Their signature logo was left behind after every operation, a trademark of their violent success.
"This war of theirs—it's a never-ending cycle. Two years now," Hoseok muttered, frustration evident in his voice. He had been unable to get any updates on either Taehyung or Sri. The last known information was that Sri had left the country, and Taehyung had successfully completed surgery on the President. Hoseok's brother, Dr. Kim Seokjin, mentioned that Taehyung had taken an extended break to recover from his grief, with no set date for his return. There were a few public sightings of him, but nothing suspicious.
"Soobin," Hoseok began, his voice low but determined, "I think we made a huge mistake waiting for one gang to defeat the other, thinking it would make our jobs easier. I hate admitting it, but our plan hasn't worked. It's time we act on our own and take both gangs down, using all the resources we have."
He stood up, his expression hardening with resolve. "First thing—we raid every factory and warehouse in the city. Nothing should be left untouched. Arrest every criminal involved."
