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"Officer Kim," said the head as I walk into his office

I gave him a salute as respect and continue walking towards his table

"Good evening Chief," I said

"Good evening. I have a new case for you, I need you to imprison this guy" he said placing a picture of a guy on the top of his desk

"He's been killing women and robbing several banks, breaking laws and doing some damage in some towns"

"I want you to put this person behind bars and don't kill him. You can start tomorrow"

I gave him a sharp nod and a salute before going out of the office, I looked at the photo, you're such a douche Kim Jong In.

"Hey, Kim Jennie, you good?" Ask Irene, my workmate, and friend

"Had to arrest some guy"

"You've arrested many people, yet you look devastated"

"It's just-"

"The Jong In guy?"

I just nod at her and started reading the documents that they gave me a while ago

Kim Jong In, Male, 27

Crime:

Killed 15 women in one month
Claimed to be one of the highest numbers of people killed
Robbed the banks and malls in one night, that cost 184,000,000,000 won in total
Threw a bomb in a gas station
Scammed 10,000 people to buy a concert ticket
Set fire on a small town near Jeju

Penalty:

A decade in prison

Bailing money:

365,000,000 Korean won

I sighed as I'm done reading. I  immediately pack my things and clean my desk.

"Had to go Rene" I said pushing my seat

"Drive safely", she said

I opened the back door of my car and put my stuff in there, I walk around and got inside, starting the engine.

I pass by Starbucks and bought some coffee when my phone started ringing.

"Hey mom", I said as I put it in a low loudspeaker

"Hi honey, just checking you, are you at your apartment already?"

"Not yet mom, still driving home"

"Okay, make sure you eat dinner okay? I love you, sweety"

"Me too mom", I said and ended the call

I arrived at my apartment and soak myself in the bathtub, thinking of how can I get him behind bars? Many police have tried arresting him yet no one got him in prison.

I called my co-worker and ask him to send me some information about this guy, of course, I, know where is he now, what is he doing, I just ask them so that they won't be confused

"Key," I said

"Sup?"

"Can you send me some information about this Jong In guy?"

"Sure, in a minute I'll just send it to you, and good luck"

"Yeah, sure. Just send it to my email thanks" I said putting the phone down and drying myself

I sat on my couch and started reading info about him, surprisingly he's not at his old apartment, seems like I know nothing now.

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"Ya! Kai!" Shouted my friend Taemin

"Sup?"

"I've heard that you're in trouble again"

"I'm always in trouble," I said sipping my cigarette

"Not that kind of trouble," he said

My forehead creased on what he said "You mean, some police are finding me again?"

He nodded

"Nice, well good luck to them"

"Not an ordinary police, I can say"

I looked at him, with intensity

"You know, The one who is looking for you is just Ms. Officer Kim Jennie"

"How did you know that," I said stomping on my cigar and lit up another

"Well, you know my dearest friend Key? His police right? Be thankful because he told me that you're next behind bars and Jennie Kim is the one on hand"

"Fuck this shit!" I said huffing and puffing my cigar

"Any plans Mr. Kim Jong In?" He said

"Hide," I said and walked away

I'm now taking a stroll near Jeju, where my last apartment building was, now I'm just living in a small town in Busan.

I drove my motorcycle going home and started thinking what will I do after this, will I still hide? Rob? Kill? Suicide? Maybe that's a good one.

I entered my shabby house and start eating the noodles that have been there for days, don't have money if there's no robbery as what they've they say.

I've robbed every single mall bank even companies here, but it's not what you think it is, yes plenty of money disappears of a month but it's not staying in my hands, at all. I'm the one who is robbing but 96 percent of the money doesn't go with me, the rest is mine.

They might be thinking I'm now rich, well, she might be thinking I'm rich, I wish I am Jennie I wish I am

I pack my clothes, gun, bullets putting it in my backpack and anything suspicious inside of my shabby house cause I know she might be here tomorrow, if not tomorrow maybe tonight.

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