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As another day wanes, Sunday arrives. Lying in bed, I was delving into the details of the sunlight event situated in Busan, which, though presently renowned, was once a well-known decoration company in times past.
The sole reason for my probing into this matter is that the man who had dined with me was associated with the manager of the event, who had been dismissed because the accused himself had committed suicide, and due to a lack of evidence, it's unbelievable that my parents kept such a significant matter hidden from me. Had Mr. Min not informed me, I would have remained unaware that I had been kidnapped and tortured in my childhood.
Investigating the 'Sunlight Event' decoration company, I discovered its establishment dates back nearly 80 years and it was quite popular in its earlier days. Now, I feel that if I were to delve deeper into Busan, I might find the manager of the event who could reveal the true identity of the deceased individual.
Since this is a matter of great importance in my life, if I can unravel it, perhaps I can also uncover why Jungkook murdered my family.
As dusk approaches, I decide to slowly close all the doors and windows in the house. Although Taehyung usually visits me every weekend, this time it was not possible as he had gone away on important business and had informed me of this with a call in the morning.
Utterly boring...
Moreover, if I now recall the traumatizing events of last night, it instills a profound fear in me. I don't understand it, nor am I trying to remember. As evening falls, anxiety grips me, and the thought that she will come to me in haste tonight has started to terrify me since yesterday. It's not that I'm afraid of her, but rather her actions towards me.
Nevertheless, I will soon be heading to Busan to continue my investigation. I hope the manager of the Sunlight Event is still alive; otherwise, unveiling everything will become even more challenging for me.
With a deep sigh, I shut down my laptop, place it in the middle of the bed, and take the last piece of watermelon in my mouth, holding the bowl as I head downstairs.
Upon arriving, I notice Chang cleaning everything in the living room. So, without paying much attention to him, I head to the kitchen to wash the bowl. Without speaking to him, I start closing the windows to help him out. As I am closing the curtains, a call comes through on the landline.
Since it's from my father's era, it's not visible who called, so I quickly pick it up.
"Hello?"
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