The Viral Storm
The next morning, the murder video was everywhere—on social media, news channels, and crime forums.
#Death of love was trending worldwide.
The chilling image of a masked figure, the smooth execution of the murder, the cryptic message—
It was a spectacle.
And people loved it.
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Pressure from Above
Inside the police headquarters, the air was tense.
A large screen displayed the live video playing on loop. Officers sat in silence, their expressions grim.
Then—
The Commissioner entered the room.
His voice boomed through the silence.
"Enough of this nonsense. The public is watching. The higher-ups are watching. If you don't solve this within a week—this case will be transferred."
The words hit like a slap.
Yeon Woo clenched her jaw.
"A week?"
The Commissioner narrowed his eyes.
"You have six days left."
Then he walked out.
The room erupted.
"We need a suspect."
"We have nothing concrete!"
Yeon Woo slammed her fist on the table.
"Then we get something."
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Doubt and Disbelief
That evening, she sat alone, replaying Seokjin's words in her mind.
> "It was a woman."
Her fingers tightened around her coffee mug.
She stood up and marched into the main office.
"I know who we're looking for."
The team turned to her.
She took a deep breath.
"Kim Seokjin told me—the psychopath is a woman."
A heavy silence.
Then—laughter.
One of the senior detectives scoffed.
"You're seriously trusting a narcissistic social media clown?"
Another added, "That guy was obsessed with his own fame. He would've said anything for attention."
A third shook his head. "A woman? Are you kidding? That kind of brutality takes strength."
Another office says that we know this case and the murder is related to your dad's case but you have to keep calm and think about what you are saying and doing...??
Yeon Woo's eyes burned.
They weren't taking this seriously.
She slammed the file on the table.
"I don't care what you believe." Her voice was ice. "This killer made fools out of us. She staged a perfect crime while sitting in a public theater, laughing at us."
Silence.
She took a slow breath.
"I'm catching her. At any cost."
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Three Days of Chaos
For 72 hours straight, the team worked like machines.
They analyzed frame-by-frame of the live video.
They traced Seokjin's last movements, phone calls, and interactions.
And then—
On the third day, a breakthrough.
The tech team stormed into the office.
"It wasn't live."
The room froze.
One of the officers adjusted his glasses. "The video was uploaded and scheduled for release. The killer wasn't broadcasting in real time."
Yeon Woo's heart raced.
She already knew it.
But now—she could prove it.
She flipped through her notes.
There were only two people with the brains and the boldness to pull this off.
> Hye Jin.
Seo Jun.
Or worse—both.
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A Silent Decision
That night, Yeon Woo sat in her office.
Min Jae knocked on the door.
She looked up. "What?"
He hesitated. "I just… I want to know what's going on."
She stared at him.
Should she tell him?
No.
Min Jae was too emotional.
If Hye Jin was truly involved, he wouldn't be able to handle it.
She forced a small smile.
"I'll let you know if something comes up."
Min Jae frowned but nodded.
When he left, Yeon Woo exhaled.
She looked at the board, her gaze landing on Hye Jin's cold, perfect smile.
> You won't escape me this time.
And the hunt truly began.
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To Be Continued…