CSU: This Time Around (Chapter 18)
CSU: This Time Around - Chapter 18
JunSu sighed as he stood leaning against the wall, just outside of the emergency ward. He silently prayed for YooChun's safety. He never have thought his knee was that strong to have caused him to black out. Never in his mind he thought he'll kill someone one day. HeeChul who had left him a few minutes ago didn't really make him feel better. The detective had told him many stories about such cases and it often leads to castration then ended up them dead, committed suicide. But he added, JunSu wished he didn't, that if YooChun ends up dying right now, JunSu would be the first to have killed someone this way and 'Hey, you might get famous in one night!'.
Oh God! Why would anyone wants to get famous for that?
JunSu caught family members running around the lobby. A woman lying on a gurney with her children yelling 'Mommy, mommy!' reminded some much of him when he was much younger, when his mother and sister were killed in a shootout, when they left him with nothing but a few dollars to live through college. It was terrifying and he didn't like coming to the hospital. The Admission lobby was crowded with dozens of sick and struggling patients. There were no empty chairs. Family members filled out forms. A hidden intercom rattled nonstop somewhere above, paging hundred doctors in a minute. Everything is still the same.
"Excuse me?"
JunSu turned to see that the same gurney was in front of him and he apologized for blocking the way. He watched as they hurried away, down the narrow hallway, dodging nurses and orderlies; darting aroung gurneys and parked beds and disappeared through the swinging doors.
"Calling out for relative of Park YooChun?"
JunSu directed his gaze to a doctor with her name tag says, 'Dr. YoungRan, Jang' and quickly introduced himself. "Yes, I'm his friend. How is he?"
"Good. Considering the kick was strong enough to break a leg but he's doing A -alright" She said chirpily.
"What about the um....his..um....mass produce?" JunSu said, blushing in between.
"You mean whether he's able to have children?" She said. JunSu nodded shyly. "Yes, no problem at all"
"It didn't break, right? I mean it didn't burst out open and bleed and -"
"If you hear me correctly, I said he's perfectly fine" She repeated.
"Are you sure?" JunSu asked, he was half-relieved.
"Mr...um..." She gestured him to say his name.
"Kim. Kim JunSu"
"Mr. Kim, are you critizing my profession?"
"No!" JunSu waved his both his hands with eyes widen. "I...I just want to make sure"
"Mr. Kim. I'm a penis doctor. And I've never been this sure in my whole life" She said, taking out something and handed it over to JunSu. "This is a penis protector. Kindly strapped it on his hips later and make sure it stays there for 48 hours"
JunSu stared at the white plastic item. It looks like his pouch, only bigger and longer with long strap on each side of the wings, that looks like elephant's ears.
"But...but...why wouldn't you -"
"Mr. Kim, we're doctors and it's a standard procedure to have our patient's permission before going further. Since you're his boyfriend, you might as well do it"
"But...but...I'm not his boyfriend" JunSu squeaked. Dr. Jang rolled her eyes.
"That's what everyone says when they know their 'significant other' wouldn't be able to have sex with them any longer but I assure you, Mr. Kim, ChunChun is fine"
JunSu stared at the penis protector as he listened. The last few words didn't really reach his brain, but when it did, he looked up to ask but Dr. Jang pulled him to a corner.
"Look, I know it's hard to be the bottom one all the time but let's be honest, you feel good, right? Sex goes both ways" She said in a hush voice. "Take very good care of him. And remember, strap that on him as soon as possible. Even a little move might hurt him. And also make sure he doesn't indulge into sexual activities as long as he has that on"
"But... but -"
"No buts. Next time you want to hit him. Aim for other area but his hips, okay?" She advised him before she drawn the curtains leading to where YooChun was and shooed her nurses out. "This is the manual"
JunSu took it but he really doesn't want to do this. He stopped the doctor, yet again. "Wait, can't you strap it on him if I give the permission?"
"Mr. Kim, you see, I'm a penis doctor. I work from 7am to now....nearly 1am. That's 18 hours and my day was packed with lots of penises to see so if you don't mind, I would like to attend to them before my shift starts tomorrow. Goodbye" She said, but not before glancing over at YooChun, who had one of his eye peeked at her. She gave a thumbs up and left.
"This is not happening" JunSu whined as he read through the manual and blushed when he saw the artist's illustration of the penis.
'This is so happening' YooChun thought as he mentally smirked and moved just a little, out of JunSu's eye, to find a comfortable position on the bed.
"This is by far the worst day of my life" JunSu whined again as he walked to stand near YooChun's bed.
'This is by far the best day of my life'
"Wake up damn it!" JunSu said, frowning as he placed the protector on the side table.
'Nah-uh'
"Look, I forgive you for raping my pouch. Just get up and I'll forget everything"
'Nah-uh...not doing it'
JunSu sighed. He's so desperate to have someone save him from this misery. He turned to the still unconscious YooChun and then to his hips then to the manual and lastly to the protector. He tried to remain focus but he couldn't. He didn't want this to happen. He was debating within himself when YooChun groaned a little and placed his hand on his hips, closer to his arousal and poor JunSu, remembers what the doctor said, rushed to grabbed YooChun's hand from touching that area, but he missed and he ended up groping it.
"God, what have you done? You touched his...his...argh...." JunSu growled. "I molested him"
'Ooooo....yeeeeaaaahhhhh....baby. ChunChun loves your voice, babe. That makes us equal. So what you waiting for?'
"Okay...okay...cool down, JunSu. Just penis. You have it. What's so big deal?" JunSu tried to calm down. "Okay, you can do this. You can! You can!"
'You can! You can! You so fucking can!'
"Okay" With trembling hands, JunSu went over to try flipping open his gown. Sweat trickling, and throat suddenly went hoarse, when suddenly the curtain to YooChun's ward drawn and there stood a nurse with a tray. On it was a syringe and a vial.
"Park YooChun, time for your vital shot"
Hearing that, YooChun, who has been afraid of needles, sat up abruptly and shouted. "Yah! Didn't you had enough jabbing me with two previously? How many do you want me to have?"
"The least, three" The nurse replied him before placing them nicely on another table.
JunSu, who was really confused, finally knew what was going on. "Yah! You were pretending?"
Letting out a nervous laugh, YooChun tried to explain. "Just for a while when I heard someone talking. I was afraid to show myself, you know, after all this embarrassing scene"
"Then, how did you know you had two shots?"
"I was...um....the doctor told me before she had her hands on me"
"Really?" JunSu eyed him with doubt.
"Mmm-hmm" YooChun nodded intensely.
"So I guess you can put this on yourself then" JunSu said. "I really have no idea how"
"Are you retarded? The manual is so easy" YooChun rolled his eyes and reached for the manual and the protector. JunSu saw how flexible he was. "Look, all you need is to -"
JunSu wasn't paying much attention to his demonstration. He was so pissed, it's clearly showing on his face. The young nurse wanted to stop YooChun from exposing his trick but the profiler continued to ramble on about how easy it was and how stupid JunSu was at reading manuals.
"Excuse me, Missy?" JunSu whispered to the young nurse and pointed to the items on the tray. "Is this for him?"
"Uh...yes"
"Can I take over?" JunSu asked politely. The nurse was contemplating, she didn't want to get into trouble. JunSu kept assuring her. "I know how to do it!"
"Um...okay...sure" She nodded slowly. "But make sure it's only 30ml"
"What happens if it's too much?" JunSu asked curiously.
"It will stay limp for days" The nurse giggled. "I'll be outside when you're done"
JunSu thanked her and when she left, YooChun had just finished talking. "Hey, where did the nurse go?"
"I'm taking over" JunSu said with a cute smile.
YooChun was amazed. "Really?"
"Yup, seeing that I made you like this. At least, I should repent myself"
"That's very nice of you, JunSu-ah" YooChun grinned. "But, do you know how to do it?"
"Yes. I'd asked her. All I need is your ass"
"My ass is what you get" YooChun twisted his body to lie face down and lifted his gown to show off his behind. "It may not be as nice as yours but it's still something"
"I agree" JunSu smirked evilly.
"Please be nice with me, JunSu. I'm very scared of needles"
"I will! Now, just relax. Don't be so stiff" JunSu was sorry for a minute there but when YooChun let out a moan, he took it back and was mentally puke.
"Okay...okay....I'll try" YooChun said nervously, closing his eyes, waiting for JunSu's hands on him.
JunSu wanted to just end it with a hard one but suddenly he got a better idea. He drawn the curtain just a little to peek the area outside. The nurse wasn't around and ran to check each ward for supplies. He found one and checked the drawers, smiled when he found what he needed.
"JunSu?" YooChun called out.
JunSu quickly ran to YooChun's bed and after catching a deep breathe, he replied him with a sexy voice. "Try to relax more a little bit. I don't want to hurt you"
"You can hurt me, JunSu-ah. Just hurt me all you want"
"Are you sure?" JunSu smirked as he withdrew the liquid out of the vial and successfully empty the whole container. "You won't be mad at me, right?"
"JunSu, I won't stay mad at you for long" YooChun said.
JunSu lifted the huge syringe and readily stood by the bed. With a smirk, he asked for permission one last time. "Now, I'm going to jab you. Any last words?"
YooChun chuckled. "Well, I do have a few but for now, just be gentle and be nice and be ....OOOOOWWWWW!!!!!"
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HeeChul sat right opposite, studying KyuHyun like he was some particularly interesting specimen. The latter seemed genuinely calmed as heard of YoungAh's death. His gut told him they might have the right guy, but they didn’t work on gut instincts. They didn’t have enough to make an arrest either way.
"What happened to her?" KyuHyun looked up from the table.
"I was hoping you could tell us"
"You think I had something to do with this?" KyuHyun said. "I loved her"
HeeChul shrugged. "Funny how love can turn into hate"
"But I didn't do it" KyuHyun said. "I couldn't do that to her. Why would I do that?"
"Because she found out that you were stealing money from the club. A pretty good motive to kill someone"
"Stealing?"
"Oh come on, don't pretend any longer" HeeChul said, sliding the financial records for him to see. "She was criticizing your idea too and you pretty much had enough and want to shut her up"
"I didn't kill her"
"Then, what were you doing waiting by the bus stand?" HeeChul asked. If before he was calm, this time he was a little edgy.
"What?"
"Your black BMW was there at the bus stop and you picked her up" HeeChul smirked. "Where did you go?"
"I don't have to answer that"
'Wrong move' HeeChul thought. "Why? Guilty?"
"I want my lawyer"
"Thought so" HeeChul tidied up his little evidence and stepped out of the room, where JaeBeom was waiting.
"What do you think?"
"Guilty" HeeChul looked aggravated.
"I thought we're not supposed to assume" JaeBeom shrugged. "We can't place him at the scene either"
"Well, he's acting like one" HeeChul stated and gave the file to him. "Your turn"
JaeBeom turned the doorknob and stepped into another room with another suspect in it.
"Can we do this later? It's late, you know?" ZhouMi, another guy who was in the picture said annoyingly.
"Right after we're done with this" JaeBeom said as he swirled the lamp on his face. "So, where were you on the 29th?"
"I was in my room" ZhouMi said, blinking at the sudden brightness.
"Doing what?"
"Sleeping"
"Anyone else there with you?"
"Nope"
"Go anywhere after that?"
"No" ZhouMi said. JaeBeom briefly looked at his injured arm. "I got cut while fixing stuff"
"When was that?"
"A few days ago"
"Ever been to Charles?"
"The river....yeah, a couple of days back. Why?"
"What were you doing there?"
"Meeting a friend"
"Right.....okay.." JaeBeom knew he had to try a different approach. "Anything unusual happen over there?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know...some cutting or chopping related?" JaeBeom asked and in an instant, the boy grew stiff.
"I...I d-d-don't know"
"Okay....then would you mind tell me why is your blood doing there?" JaeBeom said, pushing a photo they took earlier to the boy, who stared at the plain blood droppings anxiously.
"Not my blood" ZhouMi said, returning the photo back to JaeBeom.
"Come on. It tested positive and if it's not, you think we dragged you here?"JaeBeom remained calm. He knew that boy was hiding something. "I'm going to ask one more time. What happened?"
"I hurt myself" He replied and with hand shaking, he took the glass of water and gulped the whole thing down. JaeBeom thought this is definitely the time.
"You know what? I might as well charge you for murder and that way you won't get to see your parents anymore"
ZhouMi instantly got up and called out for him. "Wait! Y-y-you can't do that! I d-d-didn't kill her"
"Well, start talking!"
"It was Jessica" ZhouMi said after a pregnant pause. "She-she called me and she said she needed help. I went over with my tow truck and r-r-ran out there. Then I saw it!"
"Saw what?"
"YoungAh" He said, body trembling. "S-s-she was wet a-a-and ugly"
"You mean she was already dead?"
"Blue, purple colour" He nodded. JaeBeom looked at the boy, didn't seem he was lying, which means the case had a little twist then.
JaeJoong did verify that YoungAh's upper body was found to be underwater for three days, which means she was killed before ZhouMi and Jessica found her, which means her face was already deeply mutilated by then.
"How did you know it was her?" JaeBeom asked.
"Jessica told me" ZhouMi revealed with a sad smile.
"Okay...then what?"
"I wanted to run but Jessica told me that I'm her accomplice and I will be charge of murder" ZhouMi tried to remain calm. "B-but I didn't kill her, I swear! I didn't! All I did was getting the chainsaw for Jessica. And when I tried to stop her, she almost threw that thing at me"
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"Mobile, wallet, lighter, cigarette and keys....that's it to your belonging. Remember, not to drive and report to us every day"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." YunHo nodded.
He stepped out of the police station and took a very needed deep breathe. He missed the air and wind the most, he wouldn't change that for anything. He smiled a little and looked at his surroundings and he wished he didn't do that when he recognized someone walking towards him.
"Sorry, I'm late" ChangMin said. YunHo rolled his eyes and started to walk away. "Wait! Where are you going?"
"Home" YunHo simply replied.
"Let me drive you"
"I can go home myself"
"It's 2 am. No cabs and no bus. Just hop in, will you?" ChangMin continued to persuade.
"No" YunHo yelled.
"It's dangerous to walk alone"
"I'm not a girl. I can protect myself" YunHo huffed. ChangMin has had enough of YunHo's attitude. He was late but he doubted that was the reason YunHo was acting like this.
"Fine. Be that way" ChangMin walked back to his car and drove past him.
YunHo just watched his car disappeared into a corner. He sighed and grumbled under his breathe about how insincere ChangMin was. But he wasn't stupid. He knew ChangMin worked his ass off day and night to get him out, the bag of eyes were too visible and he didn't want to further indebted to him. It was enough to know that no one cares for him other than ChangMin and that woman, and for a minute there, he forgot why he hated ChangMin so much.
He didn't want to think, he was too hungry. All he had in there was water and plain bread. His stomach continued to ramble on non-stop then his mobile suddenly rings. He stared at the screen and it flashed on an unknown number. Curious, he answered.
"Hello?"
"Look! I know you don't like me but will you please try to humour me for once?" ChangMin said and YunHo tried not to laugh. "I have orange juice and egg sandwich. Do you want some?"
YunHo looked around and spotted ChangMin's car right across the street. The boy was already munching something delicious and it kind of bait him. "Okay"
ChangMin choked and coughed. He clearly wasn't expecting to hear that.
"Are you okay?" YunHo asked with a pinch of concern. ChangMin gulped down his orange juice and drove to pick YunHo up.
"Get in" ChangMin said. "This is the orange juice. It's seriously nice. And this sandwich is awesome. I was late cos I was preparing this for you"
"You know, most people would have offered hot chocolate at this hour"
"You're allergic to it" ChangMin blurted out which he soon regret. He just wished YunHo wouldn't ask him where he got the information from. Maybe he should just shut up.
YunHo grabbed a bite and silently eat his meal. He turned to look out the window in an attempt to blink away tears.
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**@ CSU: This Time Around - Chapter 19 @**
JunSu sighed as he stood leaning against the wall, just outside of the emergency ward. He silently prayed for YooChun's safety. He never have thought his knee was that strong to have caused him to black out. Never in his mind he thought he'll kill someone one day. HeeChul who had left him a few minutes ago didn't really make him feel better. The detective had told him many stories about such cases and it often leads to castration then ended up them dead, committed suicide. But he added, JunSu wished he didn't, that if YooChun ends up dying right now, JunSu would be the first to have killed someone this way and 'Hey, you might get famous in one night!'.
Oh God! Why would anyone wants to get famous for that?
JunSu caught family members running around the lobby. A woman lying on a gurney with her children yelling 'Mommy, mommy!' reminded some much of him when he was much younger, when his mother and sister were killed in a shootout, when they left him with nothing but a few dollars to live through college. It was terrifying and he didn't like coming to the hospital. The Admission lobby was crowded with dozens of sick and struggling patients. There were no empty chairs. Family members filled out forms. A hidden intercom rattled nonstop somewhere above, paging hundred doctors in a minute. Everything is still the same.
"Excuse me?"
JunSu turned to see that the same gurney was in front of him and he apologized for blocking the way. He watched as they hurried away, down the narrow hallway, dodging nurses and orderlies; darting aroung gurneys and parked beds and disappeared through the swinging doors.
"Calling out for relative of Park YooChun?"
JunSu directed his gaze to a doctor with her name tag says, 'Dr. YoungRan, Jang' and quickly introduced himself. "Yes, I'm his friend. How is he?"
"Good. Considering the kick was strong enough to break a leg but he's doing A -alright" She said chirpily.
"What about the um....his..um....mass produce?" JunSu said, blushing in between.
"You mean whether he's able to have children?" She said. JunSu nodded shyly. "Yes, no problem at all"
"It didn't break, right? I mean it didn't burst out open and bleed and -"
"If you hear me correctly, I said he's perfectly fine" She repeated.
"Are you sure?" JunSu asked, he was half-relieved.
"Mr...um..." She gestured him to say his name.
"Kim. Kim JunSu"
"Mr. Kim, are you critizing my profession?"
"No!" JunSu waved his both his hands with eyes widen. "I...I just want to make sure"
"Mr. Kim. I'm a penis doctor. And I've never been this sure in my whole life" She said, taking out something and handed it over to JunSu. "This is a penis protector. Kindly strapped it on his hips later and make sure it stays there for 48 hours"
JunSu stared at the white plastic item. It looks like his pouch, only bigger and longer with long strap on each side of the wings, that looks like elephant's ears.
"But...but...why wouldn't you -"
"Mr. Kim, we're doctors and it's a standard procedure to have our patient's permission before going further. Since you're his boyfriend, you might as well do it"
"But...but...I'm not his boyfriend" JunSu squeaked. Dr. Jang rolled her eyes.
"That's what everyone says when they know their 'significant other' wouldn't be able to have sex with them any longer but I assure you, Mr. Kim, ChunChun is fine"
JunSu stared at the penis protector as he listened. The last few words didn't really reach his brain, but when it did, he looked up to ask but Dr. Jang pulled him to a corner.
"Look, I know it's hard to be the bottom one all the time but let's be honest, you feel good, right? Sex goes both ways" She said in a hush voice. "Take very good care of him. And remember, strap that on him as soon as possible. Even a little move might hurt him. And also make sure he doesn't indulge into sexual activities as long as he has that on"
"But... but -"
"No buts. Next time you want to hit him. Aim for other area but his hips, okay?" She advised him before she drawn the curtains leading to where YooChun was and shooed her nurses out. "This is the manual"
JunSu took it but he really doesn't want to do this. He stopped the doctor, yet again. "Wait, can't you strap it on him if I give the permission?"
"Mr. Kim, you see, I'm a penis doctor. I work from 7am to now....nearly 1am. That's 18 hours and my day was packed with lots of penises to see so if you don't mind, I would like to attend to them before my shift starts tomorrow. Goodbye" She said, but not before glancing over at YooChun, who had one of his eye peeked at her. She gave a thumbs up and left.
"This is not happening" JunSu whined as he read through the manual and blushed when he saw the artist's illustration of the penis.
'This is so happening' YooChun thought as he mentally smirked and moved just a little, out of JunSu's eye, to find a comfortable position on the bed.
"This is by far the worst day of my life" JunSu whined again as he walked to stand near YooChun's bed.
'This is by far the best day of my life'
"Wake up damn it!" JunSu said, frowning as he placed the protector on the side table.
'Nah-uh'
"Look, I forgive you for raping my pouch. Just get up and I'll forget everything"
'Nah-uh...not doing it'
JunSu sighed. He's so desperate to have someone save him from this misery. He turned to the still unconscious YooChun and then to his hips then to the manual and lastly to the protector. He tried to remain focus but he couldn't. He didn't want this to happen. He was debating within himself when YooChun groaned a little and placed his hand on his hips, closer to his arousal and poor JunSu, remembers what the doctor said, rushed to grabbed YooChun's hand from touching that area, but he missed and he ended up groping it.
"God, what have you done? You touched his...his...argh...." JunSu growled. "I molested him"
'Ooooo....yeeeeaaaahhhhh....baby. ChunChun loves your voice, babe. That makes us equal. So what you waiting for?'
"Okay...okay...cool down, JunSu. Just penis. You have it. What's so big deal?" JunSu tried to calm down. "Okay, you can do this. You can! You can!"
'You can! You can! You so fucking can!'
"Okay" With trembling hands, JunSu went over to try flipping open his gown. Sweat trickling, and throat suddenly went hoarse, when suddenly the curtain to YooChun's ward drawn and there stood a nurse with a tray. On it was a syringe and a vial.
"Park YooChun, time for your vital shot"
Hearing that, YooChun, who has been afraid of needles, sat up abruptly and shouted. "Yah! Didn't you had enough jabbing me with two previously? How many do you want me to have?"
"The least, three" The nurse replied him before placing them nicely on another table.
JunSu, who was really confused, finally knew what was going on. "Yah! You were pretending?"
Letting out a nervous laugh, YooChun tried to explain. "Just for a while when I heard someone talking. I was afraid to show myself, you know, after all this embarrassing scene"
"Then, how did you know you had two shots?"
"I was...um....the doctor told me before she had her hands on me"
"Really?" JunSu eyed him with doubt.
"Mmm-hmm" YooChun nodded intensely.
"So I guess you can put this on yourself then" JunSu said. "I really have no idea how"
"Are you retarded? The manual is so easy" YooChun rolled his eyes and reached for the manual and the protector. JunSu saw how flexible he was. "Look, all you need is to -"
JunSu wasn't paying much attention to his demonstration. He was so pissed, it's clearly showing on his face. The young nurse wanted to stop YooChun from exposing his trick but the profiler continued to ramble on about how easy it was and how stupid JunSu was at reading manuals.
"Excuse me, Missy?" JunSu whispered to the young nurse and pointed to the items on the tray. "Is this for him?"
"Uh...yes"
"Can I take over?" JunSu asked politely. The nurse was contemplating, she didn't want to get into trouble. JunSu kept assuring her. "I know how to do it!"
"Um...okay...sure" She nodded slowly. "But make sure it's only 30ml"
"What happens if it's too much?" JunSu asked curiously.
"It will stay limp for days" The nurse giggled. "I'll be outside when you're done"
JunSu thanked her and when she left, YooChun had just finished talking. "Hey, where did the nurse go?"
"I'm taking over" JunSu said with a cute smile.
YooChun was amazed. "Really?"
"Yup, seeing that I made you like this. At least, I should repent myself"
"That's very nice of you, JunSu-ah" YooChun grinned. "But, do you know how to do it?"
"Yes. I'd asked her. All I need is your ass"
"My ass is what you get" YooChun twisted his body to lie face down and lifted his gown to show off his behind. "It may not be as nice as yours but it's still something"
"I agree" JunSu smirked evilly.
"Please be nice with me, JunSu. I'm very scared of needles"
"I will! Now, just relax. Don't be so stiff" JunSu was sorry for a minute there but when YooChun let out a moan, he took it back and was mentally puke.
"Okay...okay....I'll try" YooChun said nervously, closing his eyes, waiting for JunSu's hands on him.
JunSu wanted to just end it with a hard one but suddenly he got a better idea. He drawn the curtain just a little to peek the area outside. The nurse wasn't around and ran to check each ward for supplies. He found one and checked the drawers, smiled when he found what he needed.
"JunSu?" YooChun called out.
JunSu quickly ran to YooChun's bed and after catching a deep breathe, he replied him with a sexy voice. "Try to relax more a little bit. I don't want to hurt you"
"You can hurt me, JunSu-ah. Just hurt me all you want"
"Are you sure?" JunSu smirked as he withdrew the liquid out of the vial and successfully empty the whole container. "You won't be mad at me, right?"
"JunSu, I won't stay mad at you for long" YooChun said.
JunSu lifted the huge syringe and readily stood by the bed. With a smirk, he asked for permission one last time. "Now, I'm going to jab you. Any last words?"
YooChun chuckled. "Well, I do have a few but for now, just be gentle and be nice and be ....OOOOOWWWWW!!!!!"
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HeeChul sat right opposite, studying KyuHyun like he was some particularly interesting specimen. The latter seemed genuinely calmed as heard of YoungAh's death. His gut told him they might have the right guy, but they didn’t work on gut instincts. They didn’t have enough to make an arrest either way.
"What happened to her?" KyuHyun looked up from the table.
"I was hoping you could tell us"
"You think I had something to do with this?" KyuHyun said. "I loved her"
HeeChul shrugged. "Funny how love can turn into hate"
"But I didn't do it" KyuHyun said. "I couldn't do that to her. Why would I do that?"
"Because she found out that you were stealing money from the club. A pretty good motive to kill someone"
"Stealing?"
"Oh come on, don't pretend any longer" HeeChul said, sliding the financial records for him to see. "She was criticizing your idea too and you pretty much had enough and want to shut her up"
"I didn't kill her"
"Then, what were you doing waiting by the bus stand?" HeeChul asked. If before he was calm, this time he was a little edgy.
"What?"
"Your black BMW was there at the bus stop and you picked her up" HeeChul smirked. "Where did you go?"
"I don't have to answer that"
'Wrong move' HeeChul thought. "Why? Guilty?"
"I want my lawyer"
"Thought so" HeeChul tidied up his little evidence and stepped out of the room, where JaeBeom was waiting.
"What do you think?"
"Guilty" HeeChul looked aggravated.
"I thought we're not supposed to assume" JaeBeom shrugged. "We can't place him at the scene either"
"Well, he's acting like one" HeeChul stated and gave the file to him. "Your turn"
JaeBeom turned the doorknob and stepped into another room with another suspect in it.
"Can we do this later? It's late, you know?" ZhouMi, another guy who was in the picture said annoyingly.
"Right after we're done with this" JaeBeom said as he swirled the lamp on his face. "So, where were you on the 29th?"
"I was in my room" ZhouMi said, blinking at the sudden brightness.
"Doing what?"
"Sleeping"
"Anyone else there with you?"
"Nope"
"Go anywhere after that?"
"No" ZhouMi said. JaeBeom briefly looked at his injured arm. "I got cut while fixing stuff"
"When was that?"
"A few days ago"
"Ever been to Charles?"
"The river....yeah, a couple of days back. Why?"
"What were you doing there?"
"Meeting a friend"
"Right.....okay.." JaeBeom knew he had to try a different approach. "Anything unusual happen over there?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know...some cutting or chopping related?" JaeBeom asked and in an instant, the boy grew stiff.
"I...I d-d-don't know"
"Okay....then would you mind tell me why is your blood doing there?" JaeBeom said, pushing a photo they took earlier to the boy, who stared at the plain blood droppings anxiously.
"Not my blood" ZhouMi said, returning the photo back to JaeBeom.
"Come on. It tested positive and if it's not, you think we dragged you here?"JaeBeom remained calm. He knew that boy was hiding something. "I'm going to ask one more time. What happened?"
"I hurt myself" He replied and with hand shaking, he took the glass of water and gulped the whole thing down. JaeBeom thought this is definitely the time.
"You know what? I might as well charge you for murder and that way you won't get to see your parents anymore"
ZhouMi instantly got up and called out for him. "Wait! Y-y-you can't do that! I d-d-didn't kill her"
"Well, start talking!"
"It was Jessica" ZhouMi said after a pregnant pause. "She-she called me and she said she needed help. I went over with my tow truck and r-r-ran out there. Then I saw it!"
"Saw what?"
"YoungAh" He said, body trembling. "S-s-she was wet a-a-and ugly"
"You mean she was already dead?"
"Blue, purple colour" He nodded. JaeBeom looked at the boy, didn't seem he was lying, which means the case had a little twist then.
JaeJoong did verify that YoungAh's upper body was found to be underwater for three days, which means she was killed before ZhouMi and Jessica found her, which means her face was already deeply mutilated by then.
"How did you know it was her?" JaeBeom asked.
"Jessica told me" ZhouMi revealed with a sad smile.
"Okay...then what?"
"I wanted to run but Jessica told me that I'm her accomplice and I will be charge of murder" ZhouMi tried to remain calm. "B-but I didn't kill her, I swear! I didn't! All I did was getting the chainsaw for Jessica. And when I tried to stop her, she almost threw that thing at me"
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"Mobile, wallet, lighter, cigarette and keys....that's it to your belonging. Remember, not to drive and report to us every day"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." YunHo nodded.
He stepped out of the police station and took a very needed deep breathe. He missed the air and wind the most, he wouldn't change that for anything. He smiled a little and looked at his surroundings and he wished he didn't do that when he recognized someone walking towards him.
"Sorry, I'm late" ChangMin said. YunHo rolled his eyes and started to walk away. "Wait! Where are you going?"
"Home" YunHo simply replied.
"Let me drive you"
"I can go home myself"
"It's 2 am. No cabs and no bus. Just hop in, will you?" ChangMin continued to persuade.
"No" YunHo yelled.
"It's dangerous to walk alone"
"I'm not a girl. I can protect myself" YunHo huffed. ChangMin has had enough of YunHo's attitude. He was late but he doubted that was the reason YunHo was acting like this.
"Fine. Be that way" ChangMin walked back to his car and drove past him.
YunHo just watched his car disappeared into a corner. He sighed and grumbled under his breathe about how insincere ChangMin was. But he wasn't stupid. He knew ChangMin worked his ass off day and night to get him out, the bag of eyes were too visible and he didn't want to further indebted to him. It was enough to know that no one cares for him other than ChangMin and that woman, and for a minute there, he forgot why he hated ChangMin so much.
He didn't want to think, he was too hungry. All he had in there was water and plain bread. His stomach continued to ramble on non-stop then his mobile suddenly rings. He stared at the screen and it flashed on an unknown number. Curious, he answered.
"Hello?"
"Look! I know you don't like me but will you please try to humour me for once?" ChangMin said and YunHo tried not to laugh. "I have orange juice and egg sandwich. Do you want some?"
YunHo looked around and spotted ChangMin's car right across the street. The boy was already munching something delicious and it kind of bait him. "Okay"
ChangMin choked and coughed. He clearly wasn't expecting to hear that.
"Are you okay?" YunHo asked with a pinch of concern. ChangMin gulped down his orange juice and drove to pick YunHo up.
"Get in" ChangMin said. "This is the orange juice. It's seriously nice. And this sandwich is awesome. I was late cos I was preparing this for you"
"You know, most people would have offered hot chocolate at this hour"
"You're allergic to it" ChangMin blurted out which he soon regret. He just wished YunHo wouldn't ask him where he got the information from. Maybe he should just shut up.
YunHo grabbed a bite and silently eat his meal. He turned to look out the window in an attempt to blink away tears.
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**@ CSU: This Time Around - Chapter 19 @**