When The Truth Seems Wrong

Case o3

Note: All the places, characters, and scenes are purely fictional.  

Krystal turned off the engine of her car. She jumped out from it and mildly stretched her arms, inhaled.

She's standing in front of one of prestigious universities in the city. The famous law school where Seulgi Emerson attended before.

Gray University.

It screamed luxury, money and power. And with that she knew, the kids she's about to meet are not a joke.

She showed her badge to the security guards at the gate. "Good morning, guards." She greeted. "I'm Inspector Krystal Jung from CIF. I'm here to investigate about one of your former student."

One of the guards, nodded to her. "You need to wait until we received the confirmation from the president." He informed. He called someone from the telephone. "Yes, sir." He said to the other line. "She's from CIF. Her name is Krystal Jung." The guard nodded as if the person from the other line can see him doing it. "Yes, sir. Understood." He put the telephone back and turned her attention to the inspector. "You may enter." He pressed a button and the small part of the huge gate opened.

"Thanks." Krystal said. Huge field was the first thing that she noticed when finally entering the premises. There were three four-storey buildings standing beside each other at the back of the field. "Where can I see the president of the school?" Krystal asked.

One of the guards pointed the center building. "There." He said. "He's in his office."

"What floor?"

"4th." He grabbed one of his friends and pushed it in front of Krystal. "He will assist you until you reached the office."

Krystal smiled slightly. "No, thanks. I'm okay." She put a hand in front of her and shakes it. "I think I can handle myself." She saluted before walking towards the said building.

The real reason why Krystal refused to accept the help is because she wanted to walk around the school. Ask some questions to the students that might knew Seulgi. Or walk around hoping she could find something.

There were few students at the entrance of the building when she was about to pass by, looking at her while whispering to each other. "Hi." She greeted them, attempted to open a conversation. "I'm inspector Krysta-"

"We know you!" Krystal couldn't finished her sentence when the students suddenly cut her off. They were shouting. Until their shouts turned into cheers. Krystal's curious eyebrows met.

"We saw you on television! You are a great lawyer and an inspector!"

"I'm a fan of yours!

"We love you!"

"I want to be you!"

Krystal doesn't understand why these kids know her, or why these kids idolizes her. Then it hits her, media.

They suddenly rushed towards her direction. She got flustered when she saw the numbers of the students running towards her. She's like a famous celebrity who visited her former school. "Wait. Wait!" She announced, imprisoned. Luckily, the students stopped moving. Krystal heaved a sigh. "I'm sorry. I'm not here to entertain you guys." As much as she hated to be arrogant, she wanted to finish the work as early as possible. She wanted to get some information before Seulgi's first trial. She's hoping she can give a little help to Joohyun, whom she treated her real younger sister, before the first trial. "I'm here to meet the president of the school."