Two Faced Justice | yoonmin

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this is another transitional chapter but stuff is happening .𖥔 ݁ ˖🦢˚. ᵎᵎ

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Jimin's pov

June

After the fourth game and the fourth Game Master interrogated, Jimin felt like giving up. The process was tedious, taking long hours, accumulating stress, and investing so much energy. All of this for what?

Literally nothing.

He realized these people weren't playing the game to be victorious. Most of them had been so messed up by the situation and the psychological aspects of the game that they lost themselves along the way. Each of the people Yoongi played against had taken years to climb the ranks, to become a victorious GM, but all of this, of course, required a lot of sacrifices. They had to watch countless others either give up on the game or die right before their eyes. Not everyone could master such a sinister game—it wasn't for the weak, or even for the average person.

This game was for sociopaths, and unfortunately, these were the exact type of people Jimin had to deal with.

Jimin's approach wasn't to intimidate them. This time he wanted to hear them out and maybe offer them the chance to collaborate with their team. After all, legally speaking there wasn't much they could do, even though the captured didn't know that.

However, this had been a real issue ever since they started looking into the game: the department had no solid proof that the game masters were murderers. They had built up a very cohesive case based on the information they collected, along with large amounts of data they had obtained, but they had no physical evidence linking the mastermind to any of it.

A detective department like theirs could never have the resources to mobilize teams and find the origin of the game, and the police would never take such a case seriously, as it wasn't of interest to them. Specifically, the only thing Jimin's team could do was use the players to lead them to the mafia, to the people organizing it all—perhaps even to Romeo, if Romeo was behind the game after all.

The men just played the game, and the victims, well, were manipulated into playing by the rules.

The game as it had always been known, was tricky. Supposedly, no one is forced into advancing in the second round of the game. Each player had the chance to chicken out by giving wrong answers.

"How, or better said, who... chooses your opponents?" Namjoon asked the 5th Game Master, Jimin watching them from behind the glass wall of the interrogation room. Namjoon's approach was firmer, but the Game Master did not flinch.

"They usually volunteer." The game master, this one a younger one, somewhere around twenty-two by the looks of it, replied with a murderous grin on his lips. "We explain the rules to everyone playing, be it... conventionally or unconventionally. We always give them the chance to... not do it."

"I think that's fair." Namjoon agreed with him, looking more curious than anything. "But how is this related to the mafia? To the deals you've been given? How do you manipulate someone into playing your game?"

The game master looked confused at first, not really sure whether the question was a trap. But both Namjoon and Jimin knew these people were anything but stupid. Even if they admitted to having ties to the mafia, it wasn't like the detectives had any proof to hand them over to the police.