Ghost Detective *JIHOPE*

Trishna Nagarkar

After sending Perle and Trishna to get the ghost version of sleep, Jimin slammed his head on his desk.

His notepad was getting more and more full as time progressed. Though he had solved many murders in his time, he had never solved a serial killer. He wondered if he should get a new notebook, looking at the mess in his old one.

Killer: Jo Seho
Victim(s): 1) Perle Augustin 2) Trishna Nagarkar
Crime Scene: 1) Greenhouse 20 mins away from Sakura Cottages 2) Han River 3) Underground lair 5 mins away from Han River
Evidence: Blue trainer with Swarovski crystals, blue jumper, Jo Se Ho's hair in greenhouse, bloody ball gag, Perle Augustin body (ruptures in vagina imply rape, slit throat emulating Jack The Ripper)
Victim #1 Information: Perle Augustin is a six year old French model on holiday in Korea with her mother and father. Her father filed a missing persons report four hours after she was found to be missing. She was raped and killed in greenhouse approximately 20 minutes away from her apartment, where he told her he'd call her parents because she was clearly lost. The victim was forcibly penetrated with little to no prep, causing extreme pain. It is highly likely she was gagged to avoid the extra attention. She was staying at flat 4 in Sakura Cottages. She was buried underneath the carrot crop in the greenhouse.
Victim #2 Information: Trishna Nagarkar is a six year old child from India who is on holiday in Korea with her father, CEO of a massive corporation in India. No missing report filed as of yet. She was raped and killed in an underground lair 20 mins away from the Han River, and her body was dumped there. She was taken from her bed and gagged with a sock and tape. The victim was forcibly penetrated with little to no prep, causing extreme pain. She was staying in Han River Residence and Guest House in Apartment 269.
Killer Information: He is a 40-50 year old Korean man. He is overweight, greasy haired and likely has a history of psychopathic and paedophilic tendencies.

Unable to stop himself, he reached for his mobile. Ringing his trusted Joonie hyung, he waited for him to pick up.

"The Han River. I need you to check the immediate vicinity as well, focus on underground. It's a gut feeling, please just go along with it." Hanging up before the elder could say anything, Jimin went to get dressed. Grabbing a white top, blue fluffy jumper, blue jeans and a white beanie and trainers, he popped into the bathroom to change, well aware that Perle and Trishna had found their way back into his room and were watching him. Dragging a hand through his blonde hair, he sighed, world-weary. Closing the door behind him and the two six year olds, he left his house.

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"I swear you're psychic." Namjoon stated solemnly, watching as his detectives pulled Trishna's mutilated body out of the river.

"Might be something like that," the teen murmured, focused fully on the ghost. The six year olds eyes had filled with tears, realising how mutilated she actually was because of her death. Perle tried her best to comfort her, but there was only so much a fellow six year old could do. Shaking his head, he moved to the body.

He pulled the makeshift gag out of her mouth, placing it and the tape in an evidence bag. He documented tears in her clothing and the obvious damage done to her vaginal area and other parts of her body. As he stood up, Taehyung ran towards him, yelling about an underground lair.

"Bingo."

Gathering evidence from there was easy. There was a blood spill on the floor, and Jimin filled a vial with the liquid. He managed to grab two types of hair and several bits of ripped fabric, alongside a very expensive ring, engraved with Trishna's name.

"He took my necklace." Trishna murmured. "It had my contact details on it." Jimin mentally noted it, intending to ask the father about it for show.

"Nothing more here." He spoke, "Let's get this DNA tested. Jin, find Mr Nagarkar. Ask him to identify Trishna by her body and ring, and ask if anything is missing, like a necklace or something."

Without waiting for an answer, he started heading home, mind running a mile a minute.