Eyes Never Lie (Taekook/ Vkook)

3. Love me

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"Damn! Someone must really hate him to carry out a slaughter like that." Jimin mumbled bending an odd way sideways to click the picture of the man that lay with an open sliced neck and blood pooling beside his head.

His eyes were widely and wildly open, along with his mouth that conveniently displayed the regurgitated blood collect inside of it like a soup bowl. His hand formed an animal like claw, perhaps in his last futile attempt to grip something to save himself.

Jimin looked around the penthouse. What did this man not have?
Well, first of all - a brain. Who lets someone you have an altercation with into their house when the surveillance of the building doesn't work and none of the three neighbors are home?

His face wrinkled once again when his eyes landed on the slit neck. The two ends of the skin were so far apart as if he was pulled back with the torn neck, like whipping a cloth into shreds in one go.

"You can send the body to forensic now." Taehyung spoke grabbing with his gloved hand a dirty cup of coffee and narrowing eyes at it. "Hm. Lefty."

"Alright. Jimin you want to join us for some fried chicken? Taehyung is paying." Hoseok spoke making the mentioned man face him with a raised brow. "You're the one who wanted to visit here as soon as I told you. You made us skip dinner."

"Never asked you to tag along."

"No one is letting you in on a crime scene without me being present and I called Jimin because I can't handle the freak alone." he spoke to which other snickered and Taehyung only expressionlessly started walking out but stopped in his tracks and stared at the painting by the door, and then walked off again with the other two following.

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Taking a giant bite of the chicken Taehyung observed the surroundings his mental analysis running at 1000 mph while the other two bickered about something related to an actor that he had zero interest in.

"Okay spill. Where is the brain marathon tracking?" Hoseok snapped him out of the process of eyeballs swinging from one corner to the other.

"So many things are wrong in that sentence. But since you asked, the guy behind the counter and that girl sweeping the table just had sex in the bathr-"

"Mr.Kim, I think he means about Kim Namjoon's case."

"Oh that? I killed him, I suppose. Didn't I, officer?" he smirks in Hoseok's direction who takes a giant swig from his pepsi rolling his eyes after.

"I never said you killed him. I said our prime suspect is you, since you're the one he last sent a mysterious text to." he spoke with a mouthful of chicken "If you became a murderer, the world will face a catastrophe of new kind. I mean who's gonna dig that case?"

"Tsk. Too much talk." the detective muttered. Having done with his potion, he wiped his hands and dabbed the tissue on his lips before starting but was interrupted by his assistant.

"Mr.Kim, may I present my theories first?" a nod made him flash his million dollar smile that had the officer seated beside him do the same. The one sitting across was as stoic as ever.
"Namjoon was killed about four hours before our arrival, like you said. So my theory is that someone hijacked the surveillance, came into his penthouse, slit his throat with a knife or something from left to right which means the killer was a left-handed standing in front - which is why Namjoon fell backwards. And the killer was probably very angry so he tore open the throat some more. And then he/she went away like nothing happened."

"Wow, Park." Taehyung said smiling and turned to the other. "That is most of what I gathered."

"Wow really?" Jimin chirped air punching his little fists with a flash display of his crooked tooth.