JK : get the hell away away from me!
This is all your fault! If only I hadn't taken your advice, I wouldn't have been in this situation.
Th : Jungko-
*Slap*
So umm, I'm so dumb. In the previous chapter, when the police had been coming closer to Jungkook, I said they went into the next door room of a corrupt politician. 😔. I'm so stupid. I forgot HaeMin is in the Pediatric Intensive care unit. So like no adults. I'm an idiot. I changed it to something else, but I wanted to clear it up.
(´-﹏-'；)(´-﹏-'；) Beginning (to Mid) of December (14th) - Brunch - Seoul Gangnam Police Station
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Third Person POV
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"Wake up, Hallyu star," a voice called as the owner unlocked the cell doors. He unlatched the locks and walked in, standing right in front of the aforementioned.
"Hey, Hallyu, wake up." Another woman in the holding cell said, shaking Kang Miran a bit.
"Don't touch me!" Miran yelled, lashing out at the other detainee that had attempted to wake her.
The other woman scoffed in her face before speaking.
"Don't bring her back. She's a waste of space."
Now it was Miran's turn to scoff. She was about to make a remark when the detective that had walked in spoke up.
"Save it. Your lawyer is here,"
"Already?" Miran asked, entirely forgetting the argument she was about to get into. She followed the detective out into the interrogation room.
"You get a few minutes with her before we question you." The detective informed.
" Mr....?"
" Detective Yoon," the man answered.
" Mr. Detective Yoon, you see, you won't be questioning me, not now, not ever. My lawyer is the best in the country. I'll be out in a matter of seconds. And when I get out, I'll sue you for setting me up and false incrimination." Miran ranted, flailing herself about.
" Sure," the detective answered with a roll of his eyes. He led her towards the room and turned back immediately. He had had enough of her.
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"YeonHee," Miran enunciated as soon as the door closed behind her. She strutted quickly over to the other. She hugged her firmly as if she was her only life source.
"You have to get me out of here," she whispered.
"That...will be a bit difficult," YeonHee honestly said.
Miran immediately retracted her arms and faced her. What did she mean difficult?
"What?" She asked — confusion clouding her senses.
"You see,... Your father got a call... From the commissioner... " YeonHee did her best to inform. She didn't wish to be the bearer of bad news.
"What? F- father? T-he commissioner? What did he say?" Miran stuttered. Her cool and bold person demeanor had been washed down the drain from the sentence YeonHee had uttered.
