Seoul: Become Human (BTS J-Hope X OC)

Ch. 8 (Part 3)- Manhunt

I quickly called the number on my newfound evidence, error messages still being spammed in my vision from the damages the strangers caused.

"Hello, this is Jun's Loan Service. How may I help you?"

A woman walked past me that was holding a conversation on the phone, "Yeah, I told her that but she didn't want to listen," the girl complained.

I lowered the phone and repeated, "I told her that but she didn't listen." I repeated the phrase until the impression was perfect and there was no difference between her voice and mine.

"H-hello?" I acted with my new voice.

"Yes, are you in need of a loan, ma'am?"

"Y-yes I am. I have to pay off a college loan by this Friday," I explained.

"Oh, I see... That seems very important. You know it's always okay to drop by if you need a bit of cash. We won't ask any questions, so you don't have to worry about a thing," he comforted, obviously trying to sway me to trust him.

"Thank you so much, thank you," I forced myself to say in spite of my ever-growing hatred towards him. "Could you give me an address?"

"Oh course!" he exclaimed, "I'll just text it to this number, okay?"

"Okay, thank you. I'll head down there today. Bye."

My replicated voice deactivated, "I have you now..."

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I nearly broke down the door when I knocked, and Jimin opened it promptly like I hoped he would. He took one glance at me and his mouth dropped open, "J-Hope! What happened?"

"I don't have time to explain. Can I come in?" He only nodded, but he couldn't take his gaze away from my damages. "I'm fine, I really am," I assured him. I stormed down the hall with Jimin close by my side.

I stopped in from of Mr. Kim."Send a police squad to this address. Immediately," I practically shoved the phone screen towards him in urgency. He drew his head back in response, "Woah, slow down. What happened to you? Did you get hit by a truck or something?" He raked me up and down with a look of concern. "Almost, but no. No time to explain," I said swiftly.

He finally looked at the text message I recieved with the address attached. "What is that and where did you get it?" I sighed impatiently, "I found a man outside of our house staking out in our bushes. I chased him down, but I wasn't able to arrest him. He dropped this card while I was in pursuit," I pulled out the business card from my pocket and slapped it on his desk. He read over it, then his eyebrows shot up in shock, "You got their location that easily?!"

"Yes, now please send a squad car. I have to find her."

"Oh, uh, sure," he fumbled with his pockets until he pulled out a phone and proceeded to call the investigator's office, "We have a lead on the location of the loan sharks we were looking for a few months ago. Get everyone ready. I'm heading down there."

He hung up and shot out of his chair, "You ready?" He didn't wait for an answer, "Good. Let's go catch us some sharks."

We were there in only a matter of minutes, but his office had already erupted in activity. The entire team was pocketing loaded weapons and fluttering through files and documents. "Woobin!" Mr. Kim announced over the chaos. A taller man with sharp features was there immediately and saluted before asking what he wanted. "Get the squad cars ready and share this address with them."

He ripped a post-it note off of a random desk and copied the address, then handed it to Woobin, who saluted again before taking off.

Mr. Kim clapped twice, catching the attention of the entire room, "We're moving out. Now."