#173. peace. 9
No one said anything when Woojin said he was taking a vacation.
Not only had he been handling things with certainty, but Woojin's recent anecdotes were more than enough to encourage him.
Woojin, who had been on vacation for two days, got on the bus and looked at the passing scenery.
Among the many landscapes passing by, the Children's Foundation was also visible.
Woojin anonymously donated all the money he had given to the reporter there, even though he had thought he would give it to her.
Of course, I pulled my hat down low and quickly left the place.
Woojin opened the car window slightly, taking advantage of the warm sunlight and the absence of people.
A cool breeze blew in, and the corners of Woojin's mouth slightly rose.
Because I was thinking of someone.
* * *
It was school dismissal time, so middle school and high school students were pouring out through the school gate.
Among them, a female student who really suited short hair stood out. It was Han Bo-ra, a third-year middle school student.
Hundreds of billions of won were rolling in Han Bo-ra's securities account, but she didn't tell anyone.
It might not have been accurate to say that I didn't show any tea.
It was because of Woojin's words.
'Money has to be earned quietly. Otherwise, bad people will get involved.'
Han Bo-ra was always obedient to the words of Woo-jin, who was as tall as her, and followed him.
The friend next to Han Bora asked.
“Bora, I heard that two more boys are coming to the reading club today. They say that Eunha is handsome.”
"okay?"
“Yeah. People say I resemble an idol, but I can’t really think of one.”
When Bora nodded, her short hair swayed.
Bora, who was going through puberty, was not completely uninterested in the opposite sex, but she considered the book club itself important.
It was a gathering where we read books together and shared stories by summarizing and implying them. Even if you read just one book, you can experience reading several books.
This was because others summarized and told in detail what they were impressed by or felt.
Of course, I unconditionally bought and read the books that I wanted to see.
“Shall we go and eat a hamburger?”
At her friend's words, Han Bo-ra nodded with a refreshing smile like spring.
The assistant was very attractive.
"okay!"
At that moment, Han Bora's eyes widened slightly as she was about to cross the crosswalk.
It was because someone on the other side was raising their hand as if saying 'hello'.
It was none other than Woojin.
Bora, who had been staring blankly at Woojin for a moment, started running.
"mister!"
At that sight, Woojin's two eyes observed his surroundings for a moment.
No risk factors were found, and the corners of Woojin's mouth went up further.
Bora running towards her appeared to be playing the video in slow motion.
It was exactly six months.
This child who was so small has grown so much.
It was growing up very nicely.
Wow!
Bora said, hugging Woojin tightly.
“I missed you!”
Woojin lightly patted Bora's small shoulder.
“I missed you too.”
“Then come see me sooner.”
“Sorry, Bora. People are staring.”
As Woojin said, the students' attention was focused on him.
“Are you embarrassed?”
“No. I feel like the police are going to show up.”
“Then that won’t work.”
As Bora fell, Woojin looked at the eyes looking up at him.
Bora's eyes, which resembled the sky, were truly clear.
Then Bora's friend who came over asked.
“Bora, who are you? Hello.”
“My life teacher! Soo-Jung, I’m sorry, I don’t think I can attend the reading group today.”
"uh?"
“Sorry. Tell the kids I’m sorry. But I’ll buy them a burger next time!”
"uh…"
So Woojin and Bora started walking. Bora made an “Oops!” expression and took a lollipop out of her bag and handed it to Woojin.
It was a candy bar that Woojin enjoyed eating.
"This one."
Bora always carried this candy bar in her bag, reminding her of Woojin.
“We only have Bora.”
"lol."
As Woojin put the lollipop in his mouth, Bora also put the lollipop in her mouth.
“How is school life? Is it fun?”
“Yes. I think spoon-fed education is too much, but it’s still fun.”
Woojin nodded as if he was proud of Bora.
Although Bora always had top grades, grades weren't what interested her.
It was an investment.
I was looking at not only stocks but everything in the world as a target for investment.
It meant that he was looking at the world from a completely different perspective than ordinary people, including the land, buildings, and people.
I had been making donations consistently, and this was also something I had always put into practice, taking Woojin's words to heart.
'What you give back comes back to you.'
'And let's be grateful for even the little things.'
“Have you eaten?”
“I starved to eat with Bora.”
“Then… I’ll buy the pasta! I know a really delicious place!”
Bora gave a thumbs up as she walked in front of Woojin.
“Totally JMT!”
“Okay. Then I’ll buy the ice cream.”
“I’m so excited!”
Bora jumped up and down and shouted "Hurrah!"
Han Bora was so happy at this moment.
Her long-legged uncle, the support that always provides shade and lets her feel the cool breeze.
Mr. Woojin.
Woojin smiled faintly again as he looked at Han Bora like that.
This is why peace is needed.
That's why I hate bad guys.
* * *
A day later, Woojin found himself near the scene of a murder.
Woojin calmly looked around the one-room apartment.
The suspect, who is believed to be the culprit, was wearing a mask and hat pulled down low and carrying a bag, but did not come out. No, his appearance was not captured on CCTV.
But the one-room window was open.
If he jumped from the 3rd floor window, he would have been connected to an alleyway, but at the end of that alleyway is an intersection, and there should have been a CCTV installed there to capture the criminal's image, but it wasn't captured.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the culprit had disappeared.
Since nothing was missing from the scene, the police concluded that there was a high probability that the suspect was an acquaintance or had a grudge, and began investigating his husband and acquaintances as suspects.
But they all had clear alibis.
However, the husband was considered the most likely suspect because there was a statement that he had been drinking with an acquaintance who lived upstairs for a long time and then took a nap at the acquaintance's house.
My wife's estimated time of death is between 9 and 11 p.m.
The husband's statement that he had taken a nap at an acquaintance's house was around 10 o'clock, similar to the time of his wife's death.
According to the husband's acquaintance, he ran out of alcohol and went back home to buy some alcohol, only to find the victim's husband asleep, so he woke him up and sent him home.
Based on this, the police compared the CCTV footage.
The acquaintance who bought the alcohol was recorded smoking a cigarette around the studio building and talking on the phone with someone for 10 minutes before entering the studio building.
After examining the call history, it was confirmed that the person being talked to was indeed his girlfriend.
And 10 minutes after he finished the call and went in, the husband's report was received by the police.
The police were investigating the husband as a strong suspect.
If he had stopped by the friend's house, killed his wife while the friend went to buy drinks and talked to his girlfriend on the phone, and then returned to the friend's house and pretended to be asleep, it would have been possible.
The victim's hands showed several defensive marks, but the murder occurred in one blow.
The knife, presumed to be the weapon of the crime, pierced the spleen and was embedded directly into the heart.
Death due to excessive bleeding accompanied by shock.
It means that he intended to kill.
There are countless instances of children killing their parents, parents killing their children, husbands killing their wives, and wives killing their husbands.
If there was even the slightest doubt, it was right to suspect and investigate.
But Woojin's thoughts were a little different.
If everything you see is fake.
Open windows on the scene, and people coming and going.
Woojin thought of the most suspicious person among the people caught on the CCTV sent by Detective Kim Taehyun.
A man with a potbelly wearing a hooded windbreaker, and a glimpse of a mustache.
He went out wearing slippers.
His alibi, which included living in a studio apartment, was also verified by the police, and although he said he did not remember the time he left the house, there was no clear evidence to support his suspicions, so he was excluded from the investigation.
Woojin recalled once more the way he had dressed in the photo.
The subtle wrinkles on the windbreaker he was wearing were unusual.
Also seen walking in CCTV footage.
Considering his size, his gait should be slightly different with more weight on his joints, but he seemed quite light.
Woojin, who had been thinking about him for a moment, quickly gathered his thoughts.
It is highly likely that the perpetrator has killed people more than once.
Understand the structure of bones and aim for the heart with precision.
Woojin thought that the man in the windbreaker was the most likely culprit, but he opened all the doors and headed towards the entrance of the one-room building.
Of course, we were also creating an algorithm that would show that my husband might be involved in the crime in some way.
Just then my phone vibrated.
It was Kim Tae-hyun.
“Yes, Detective Kim.”
-Woojin, what do you think of the data? Do you think something will come out of it?
“I’m in that studio apartment right now.”
-what?
“I came to see my murdered husband.”
-Why did you go there? I just asked you to take a look… Oh my… It’s my fault.
Kim Tae-hyun had no idea that Woo-jin would move.
Fellow detectives considered her husband to be the prime suspect, but
Kim Tae-hyun said that Woo-jin must not be a criminal because he thinks that a dog that has been in a private school for three years can recite poetry.
And then I handed over the data, and that was it.
I never dreamed that Woojin, who was living the life of a police officer, would move.
“It’s okay. It’s my job to catch bad guys. That’s why I came.”
-I'll go right away.
“You don’t have to come. I’m a police officer too.”
-No, no. I'll be there soon. Don't go anywhere, okay? I'll be there soon.
After finishing the call, Woojin entered the one-room building.
Then I stopped at room 303 and rang the bell.
Ding dong- ding dong-
Soon a man's voice came over the intercom.
"who are you."
“This is the police. I have something to ask you.”
A sigh came from the intercom and he soon opened the door.
Park Ho-min, 31, with a narrow jawline and dark double eyelids, looked quite haggard.
He also looked tired.
He spoke while looking at the new face of Woojin.
“I said it all. That’s all.”
Woojin, who observed his expression for a moment, nodded.
And he gave me what I wanted to hear.
People see only what they want to see and hear only what they want to hear.
It's about rationalizing yourself and making gains and losses.
“I don’t think Mr. Park Ho-min murdered Ms. Shin Hee-yeon. I think I have a clue.”
A strange sight appeared in Park Ho-min's eyes.
“Really?”
“Yes. Can we come inside and talk?”
He shook his head and answered.
“Yes, please come in.”
As Woojin enters the front door, Park Homin's figure disappears like a CG.
It seemed as if the murdered Shin Hee-yeon was surprised to see him.
Woojin.
Suddenly.
He locked the door and covered her mouth.
Thinking back to all those photos from the scene.
He was replaying the incident as if he were the real culprit.
