-Mentions of abuse and rape
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"My name is Detective Kim, I'd like to ask you a few questions, if that's alright with you," Namjoon asked the woman who laid still on the hospital bed, the beeping filling the entire room.
"I already told you everything, please, I don't want to answer any more questions," The woman sighed, staring out the window.
"I know you did, and we appreciate all your help. But this is about a missing persons case I'm assigned to. And I'm convinced you have some useful information you can provide us."
"You mean the two missing officers?" She asked, to which Namjoon nodded.
"They're my friends, brothers even. I want to do everything to find them, to bring them back home. Please, just answer some questions, even if a few."
The woman gave Namjoon a remorseful look before nodding.
"Your attacker, what'd he look like?" Namjoon asked. The woman bit her bottom lip, tearing at the thought.
"He was- He had silver hair, somewhat pale, dark eyes and plump lips," The woman recalled, letting out a deep breath.
"How did you meet him?"
"It was at a bar- I think it was called La Cita Bar? He just bought me a drink, it was a hurricane, then introducing himself as Jimin. He got me drunk, even slipped something into the drink. Then he took me to a house, maybe it was his? I don't know. He forced himself upon me, abusing me, telling me he'd kill me if I disobeyed. I- I- I-" The woman wept, Namjoon placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"You were found unconscious by the foot of the bed by Officer Min Yoongi. Did you ever catch a glimpse of him?"
"A little," The woman bit her bottom lip. "I saw him getting shot by a man, and- and that's it."
"Did you catch a glance of what the man looked like? Jimin?"
"No- no... He looked too tall to be Jimin. And he had darker hair, unlike Jimin who had silver."
"Can you describe him for me?" Namjoon was getting too hasty in his questions, obviously making the woman feel uncomfortable. "Sorry," He mumbled.
"Well, I didn't see much, just his back. And they were both on the floor. But he had this- like orange hair and a black jacket with the sleeves multi-colored and- when he shot the officer, he started chuckling. It sent shivers up my spine. Then he knocked out the officer. And that's it before I passed out as well."
"Do you know where that man shot Officer Min?"
"Right thigh- I think," The woman frowned. Namjoon almost jumped in joy. The man knocked out Yoongi instead of killing him off then and there! That means he could be alive! Jin too!
"Where was Jimin in all of this?"
"He was on the floor close to me, handcuffed and didn't seem to be in any struggle. But he just gave me a threatening look before looking back at Officer Min."
"And Officer Min's partner. Officer Kim, do you know where he was?"
"He was on the floor unconscious." Namjoon almost gasped at the information.
"Jimin, say did he ever tell you his last name?"
The woman shook her head with an apology.
"It's alright, thank you for your time, ma'am," Namjoon bowed lightly before rushing out of the hospital room. He ran out of the hospital, jumping into his car.
So after Jin was attacked by presumably Jimin, he attacked Yoongi. Yoongi handcuffed him, keeping him from doing anything and called it in, asking for an ambulance.
Then the mysterious man appeared. Maybe Yoongi shot him? They were both on the floor so it's probable. Then the man shot Yoongi's thigh, incapacitating him before knocking him out.
Sounds about right.
Namjoon drove out of the parking lot, driving through LA's crowded streets before he parked near La Cita Bar. He entered the bar, glancing around before heading to the bartender.
"What'll it be?" The bartender asked.
"My name is Detective Kim. All I want is to as a few questions," Namjoon stated firmly.
The bartender rolled his eyes. "Look, buddy, I have little time, unless you're getting a drink, I suggest you leave."
"Fine, I'll get a whiskey, on the rocks," Namjoon sat on one stool, waiting for the bartender to return with his drink. He knew it was against protocol to drink while on duty though he knew he won't get information unless he gets something.
"A month ago, have you seen a silver-haired man, dark eyes, kinda pale? He was talking to a woman, even buying her a drink? A- A hurricane?"
"Buddy-"
"Just answer the question," Namjoon frowned, his eyebrows lowering.
The bartender sighed, shaking his head. "Yeah, I did. He was a Korean fella, seemed rich. Very rich. He actually came in here often. Until recently."
Namjoon groaned. "The woman, what'd they'd do all night?"
"Talked. That's all. The woman was wrecked, so I had to refuse drinks from her. Then she and the man walked out. A week later, I see her in the news as a rape victim with two missing officers- This is what it's about isn't it?" The bartender raised an eyebrow.
"It is, I'm looking for the two missing officers. I'm not assigned to the rape victim, but I'll help in any way I can." Namjoon answered. "But this man, did you hear any conversation between them?"
"Yeah, one. The woman asked if he had any brothers. And he said something about this Taehyung fella. Saying that he's a real family guy, he'll do anything for Taehyung. Of course, that got the woman swooning over him."
"Anything else?"
"The man only ordered three whiskeys for himself, and he paid for the bill."
"Cash or credit?"
"Credit."
"Do you still have a record of the purchase?"
"I don't know, I get hundreds of customers a day, it'll take me a while to dig up something from a month ago. But I'll search, I'll contact you when I find anything."
"Thank you, sir," Namjoon took a sip of his liquor, the man giving him a nod before tending to other patrons.
Could Taehyung be the man who shot Yoongi? Namjoon thought. Jimin talked about him, and of course, he was seen protecting Jimin.
For now, I'm at a dead end until I get those records.
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Fanfic(Completed) ((CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN/EDITED )) Min Yoongi. An officer of the law, age 27, was shot after a bank robbery almost a year ago. A month after he returns, he and his partner Kim Seokjin go missing after reporting to a call near 8:00 p...