The Butterfly's Cage

seventeen

As Mark flipp through the file, he began to piece together the information. Each page seemed to connect the dots, revealing a unknown pattern in the disappearances. The details were unsettling...

"hmm maybe the victim is someone know of namjoon hyung so maybe Thats why Namjoon-hyung kept this at the bottom," Mark murmured to himself. "maybe He didn't want to draw too much attention to it, but he also didn't want to leave it untouched."

The mera thought sent a wave of determination through him. If Namjoon was keeping this case under wraps, it must mean he had some faith that it could to be solved. Mark felt a sense of huge responsibility wash over him he couldn't let his idol down not a bit.

"I'll solve this case," he vowed to himself, gripping the file tightly. "I'll impress Namjoon-hyung and prove I'm more than just his junior officer."

Fueled by a mix of extreme excitement and anxiety, he started mapping out his extraordinary plan. He would reach out to witnesses, gather more information, and perhaps even visit the last known locations of the victim Mark knew it wouldn't be easy, but he was ready to step up and tackle whatever challenges lay ahead of him he'll fight.

Mark's eyes sparkled brightly with determination. "I'm going to solve this case," he said, a grin spreading across his face. "I'll make my idol officer Namjoon proud." The thought of his idol acknowledging his hard work filled him with a rush of adrenaline.

He pictured the moment in his mind -

Namjoon standing proudly before him, his expression a mix of so much admiration and respect. "You did an amazing job, Mark. I knew you had it in you," he could almost hear Namjoon say. The praise felt so much intoxicating, fueling his resolve. Mark envisioned himself rising through the ranks, gaining the recognition he had always dreamed of.

"I can't wait to tell him that I solve his case," he whispered, excitement coursing through him. He took a deep breath, shaking off any lingering doubts. There was a mystery to unravel, and he was more than ready for the challenge. With renewed determination, Mark revved the engine of his bike, ready to dive into the investigation and find the truth behind Jungkook's case.

As he sped off, the the speed of wind, and he felt alive with purpose. This was his chance, and he wasn't going to let it slip away.

Mark parked his bike in front of the apartment building, his heart racing with a mix of excitement and nerves. He glanced at the address one more time, ensuring he was in the right place. Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he walked up to the door and knocked firmly.

A moment later, the door swung open to reveal a young man with dark circles under his eyes, clearly looking a bit disheveled. "Can I help you?" he asked, his voice a mix of confusion and caution.

"Are you Mr. Jeon?" Mark inquired, his tone professional yet friendly.

The young man nodded slowly. "Yes, that's me. Who are you?"

"I'm Mark," he replied, trying to sound as confident as possible. "I'm from now on will investigating your case."

Jungkook's brow furrowed in sudden confusion his sleep go away. "But isn't Officer namJoon doing that?"

Mark shook his head, his expression earnest. "yeha but He's out of town right now. He entrusted me with the responsibility of handling things while he's away."

Jungkook looked skeptical, glancing back into the apartment as if searching for reassurance. "I don't understand. Why are you here? What's going to happen?"