The Third-Gen Chaebol Becomes a Genius Actor

Ch 247+248

Ch 247:

(Be careful!)

Kang Yun-seong grabbed Raphael, fearing he might run away, and Han Yu-jun suddenly subdued a person who lunged at him in one swift motion. His nimble movements were indeed reminiscent of a special forces veteran.

(Kyaak! Kyaaaak!)

(What's that?)

Han Yu-jun frowned at the sight of the suspicious person he was sitting on, making sounds that were hard for a human to emit, as if they were a beast, grinding their teeth.

(Uh! Excuse me!)

Kang Yun-seong also gulped. There was something strange about this person being a drug offender. At that moment, Raphael, whom Kang Yun-seong was holding, approached Han Yu-jun and knelt on one knee.

(Detective Kang, please hold this person tightly...)

As Han Yu-jun placed a hand on Raphael's shoulder, he widened his eyes, unable to finish his sentence.

[Indeed, they are remnants of the Black Night Cult. They still can't let go of the demon summoning ritual...]

That religion? Demon summoning ritual? What does that mean? For someone seemingly insane, the "sound" was quite clear.

While Han Yu-jun hesitated, Raphael, with rosary beads wrapped around his hand, recited from the Bible and sprinkled holy water. With a hissing sound of burning, black smoke began to seep out.

Thinking it was hydrochloric acid and intending to subdue Raphael, Kang Yun-seong was puzzled by Han Yu-jun's gesture for him to remain still, so he observed the two.

Han Yu-jun, unusually still, and Raphael, reciting a prayer, resisted while the other person began to thrash around more frequently. Sensing something was off, Kang Yun-seong's body relaxed.

(All done.)

(Um, what is the Black Night Cult? And what's this demon summoning ritual?)

(I didn't say anything at all.)

Oh, that was too strange. Han Yu-jun turned his head to hide his embarrassment. Raphael squinted his eyes and observed Han Yu-jun. Meanwhile, Kang Yun-seong was looking around.

(Uh... Detective Han?)

(Yes?)

(I think you should look at this...)

At Kang Yun-seong's trembling voice, Han Yu-jun turned his head. Suddenly, he spotted where the person who had lunged at him appeared—a chaotic scene filled with candles and the corpses of insects, but their focus was elsewhere.

A strange pattern drawn on the wall. The two detectives were sure. Judging by the familiar red color, it must have been written in blood.

(What... is this?)

Just as the two lost their senses, the person lying on the floor groaned.

(Ugh, ugh...)

(Sir, are you conscious?)

(Wh-where is this...?)

Kang Yun-seong lifted the collapsed person with a jolt. Han Yu-jun looked at him in surprise. He had quite a bit of strength, didn't he?

(For now, we should all go together with the priest.)

(Understood.)

After the exorcism ritual was completed, Raphael obediently followed them to the police station. As he brought in the unfamiliar, seemingly drained person and the priest, all eyes in the office were on them.