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"Detective Kim?" Namjoon was met with a young man, light brown hair, Korean, dark eyes. "My name is Detective Jeon, I'm your new partner, to assist you in this case."
Namjoon raised an eyebrow, pushing past the detective.
"I didn't ask for a partner," Namjoon frowned.
"The Chief wanted me to take part as well. It isn't really my choice either," Jeon answered as he walked side-by-side Namjoon.
"How long have you been a detective?"
"A week, sir," Jeon answered.
"Pretty cocky for a week old detective. I'll let you tag along, but I'm leading. I'm driving. Alright?" Namjoon almost laughed at himself for sounding like Yoongi. Jeon nodded, following Namjoon out of the station. They entered Namjoon's car, Namjoon handing the new detective the case file.
"Two officers missing. Min Yoongi and Kim SeokJin. Last found near downtown LA, reporting to an incident. I've got a few leads. Park Jimin and J-Hope. If we find Jimin, he can tell us where J-Hope is. Then they can both tell us where Yoongi and Jin are," Namjoon explained as he drove through the city.
"What if they're dead?" Jeon asked.
"Geez, at least have a hint of optimism, kid," Namjoon sighed, parking near the club. They entered the entrance in the hallway, the smell making Jeon groan.
"Get used to it kid," Namjoon laughed. "Sometimes we investigate locations worse than this."
The two partners walked to the club, entering.
It was a mess inside, tables, chairs, broken glass, and trays littered the floor, along with the occasional cigarette butt.
"Jesus Christ-" Jeon breathed out. "What happened here?"
"We followed Jimin to this location. It was hell, three officers shot. Two shot by J-Hope and one shot by a drug dealer that escaped. One of the officers died."
Jeon only mumbled a quiet 'oh'.
The two walked around the scene, crouching near knocked over tables and broken glass.
"Detective! Come here!" Jeon called out. Namjoon walked over to Jeon who crouched near a booth, holding a golden cigarette butt.
"You know what this is?" Jeon asked, holding the golden cigarette butt up so Namjoon could see. He shook his head, taking the cigarette butt from Jeon, observing it.
"It's Treasurer. Basically 'rich people cigarettes'-" Jeon made air quotes. " at least $60 a pack."
"So?" Namjoon raised an eyebrow.
"That means Jimin was here," Jungkook answered.
"And? Many rich men and women were here. They could've smoked this brand. And what the hell? At least $60 dollars a pack? Cigarettes can only give you cancer. You're literally paying for your own death."
"Well..." Jeon scratched the back of his head.
"Don't tell me you smoke," Namjoon groaned, Jeon nodding sheepishly. "Fine, just no smoking near me. I hate the smell."
"Yes, sir," Jeon nodded, snatching the cigarette butt from Namjoon. "But, Jimin is very rich, right? It'll be no problem for him to buy this brand."
"Right, I guess," Namjoon nodded. "But that doesn't really solve anything. He's here so what? I knew he was here, I followed him."
"Well, what d'you see when you followed him?" Jeon asked.
"I saw him enter this bar. I followed him inside, but he just sat in a booth, scrolling through his phone. Then, I walked out and called back up. Then we raided the place, and... he escaped," Namjoon sighed. "When we entered, we couldn't really see him since he was near the back, and of course, there was just too many people."
"And because he's short right?" Jeon asked, Namjoon turning to him with a raised eyebrow.
"And... And how do you know he's short?" Namjoon asked.
Jeon perked up, clearing his throat. "Someone tipped me while I was waiting for you."
Namjoon slowly nodded but shrugged. "Right, anything else they told you?"
Jeon nodded lightly. "He's the leader of one of the more powerful gangs. And that's it."
"Yeah, that explains why he's rich and hanging out in a place like this," Namjoon sighed. "But that man..."
"Who?" Jeon asked, placing the cigarette butt in a plastic baggie to turn in later.
"J-Hope, that man who shot Yoong I interrogated some people." Namjoon nodded.
"And I presume that's not his real name?" Jeon asked.
"No shit Sherlock," Namjoon rolled his eyes. "Nobody knew who he was. Just his name and his looks." Namjoon pulled out his phone, gasping when he found a missed call from Yoongi.
"What? What is it?" Jeon asked.
"It's Yoongi! He called me earlier!" Namjoon smiled, but he dropped it.
"He's alive?" Jeon asked.
"Yeah- Or it's his captor or killer calling us," Namjoon bit his lip.
It's true. It could've been his captor asking for a ransom or his killer taunting them. It could've been Yoongi, but shouldn't he be tied up? Or maybe he escaped!
"We can track down that call right?" Jeon asked.
"Right, and that's what we're doing next," Namjoon smiled at his partner. "Good job, expect a gold star."
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Hayran Kurgu(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...
