How To Kill A KingCh29 - Investigate Some More

Nothing their friends and families said proved useful. Min-jun didn’t tell them that, of course. He assured them he’d do his best to find the killer and they seemed hesitant to believe him yet grateful nevertheless, pulling themselves together. The mother of the boy took his hands. The others looked at them, eyes wide, bodies tense. Touching a member of the royal family was a punishable offense, after all. Min-jun didn’t bother moving, and the King, who stood beside him, stifled a small smile.

“Please stop this killer,” she said, voice wobbling. Her tear-stained face reminded him of the countless others that had asked this of him. Pale fingers squeezed around his hands, and no comment was made on the decrepit state of his left hand. “Please.” fHNQRL

Min-jun never made any promises, no matter how confident he was. Who knew? If it did end up being Iseul and his companion, he might have to let them get away. His mother would’ve considered that a sacrilege. Only corrupt officers let the criminals escape.

“I’ll do my best,” he repeated. There was nothing else left to say.

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Hye-jin and the King took over from there, explaining that they’d have to hold the bodies in the morgue for a while longer. They didn’t take that well, but knowing the King, he wouldn’t be swayed by tears and pleads. Sun showed himself, at long last, to take Min-jun back to Jangmi Villa. Min-jun let himself be guided out of the bureau’s office and back outside.

“Nice of you to finally show your face,” Min-jun said, as they passed the gate. vBo2du

Sun loomed over him, his honey-colored eyes half-closed as he peered down at Min-jun. “His Majesty had mentioned that you had noticed.”

“Your presence has mostly been a comfort,” Min-jun said. The words rang true even to him.

“How did you know I was guarding you?” Ah, so the little spy was curious.

A group of young women stepped aside as they passed, bowing. They were close to the gates of the Inner Palace now, the stone walls rising to separate the Inner Court from the Outer Court, the King’s personal life from his professional life, although they often seemed to be one and the same. A King never stopped being a King.

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Safely out of hearing distance, Min-jun answered him. “I’m a detective, so naturally, I’ve been stalked by many people who wished to kill me. You’re not so special.” Truthfully, Min-jun had never encountered a person who masked his presence as well as Sun. For such a tall, muscular figure, he disappeared with all too much ease. Had Min-jun not been on such high alert, had he not expected Sun to be watching him, then his guard would’ve duped him without much trouble.

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Thank the gods above for his paranoia.

“I do not wish to kill you,” Sun said, keeping his eyes forward. “I am merely suspicious. You’ve already admitted your intentions toward the King. You might’ve somehow convinced his Majesty to keep you around, but we are not so easily won.”

“I have no interest in winning you over,” Min-jun said, lying through his teeth. He needed them all on his side eventually. Solving this case could be his first step in that direction. The edges of Jangmi Villa greeted them and Min-jun lingered there. Sun looked at him, waiting. “I wish to visit Consort Eui.” k6EBSM

“Now?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

Min-jun sighed, finding this whole business rather exhausting. He much preferred having Sun observe him from the shadows. “She seemed distressed in the throne hall. As her friend, I must ensure that she is doing well. Don’t tell me you hadn’t noticed.” 8Rn1mx

Sun averted his gaze, sheepish, and Min-jun clicked his tongue in disappointment, proceeding to walk past him.

“I suppose I can’t expect anything more from a brute like you.”

He heard footsteps behind him, slower now, interjected by a quiet murmur. “I’m not a brute.”

Min-jun glanced over his shoulder at the man, whose perfect posture had deflated a bit. A small pout had taken the place of a neutral frown, and it left him with a brooding expression on his face. Don’t tell me that got to him. These people were surprisingly sensitive for evil overlords. uwyXA4

“You can follow me or stay here. I don’t mind either way,” Min-jun said. Sun followed him, the King’s orders absolute. He’d stay by his side until he was safely delivered to his room in the villa. As usual, the knowledge was unnervingly comforting.

“His Majesty said you should go home straight away,” Sun said in his last effort to dissuade him.

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“You can drag me back if you’d like.”

Sun grimaced at the thought. “I could never lay a hand on his Majesty’s husband.” ifzHq6

“We’ve ridden a horse together before.”

“You were not his Majesty’s husband yet. It’s a clear difference.”

Min-jun would’ve argued with him still, but then he realized it was rather foolish to insist that someone should, in fact, use physical force to constrain you to your quarters. Evidently, these people had a negative effect on his rationality.

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A gloom had settled over Yun-seo’s villa. The court ladies, who had been so chatty before, had hardly spoken a word to them since he’d arrived. Instead of smelling like spices and desserts, the halls were scented with the savory smell of oxtail soup. Two grave court ladies stood outside her door. He could hear another woman bargaining with Yun-seo inside.

“May I enter?” he asked the court ladies.

They lifted their heads and nodded. “Her Highness is very saddened right now, so please tread lightly.”

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The doors opened to reveal a dimly lit room. Yun-seo lay silent on the cushioned mattress, still in her pastel festival garments. A bowl of soup had been set down on the table in front of her, but it remained untouched, the silver spoon to its right unmoved. Upon recognizing him, the maid bowed and left the room, giving him a quick, pitiful look, her eyes watering. The doors closed with a soft sound, and Min-jun turned his attention to his fellow consort.

“You knew they were going to be killed tonight.”

Her muscles tensed and loosened again. Exhaustion in her every movement, she picked herself up into a sitting position and faced him.

“You came alone?” she asked. qNohiy

“No, but he’s waiting outside the villa. Answer my question.”

“I didn’t know it would happen tonight. Just that it would happen soon,” she whispered, pulling on the end of her braid in a nervous habit.

“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” He was being harsh, and the way she flinched was proof of that. Seven people died because she didn’t intervene, though, and he had to know what had stood in her way.

“Because I couldn’t.” K R8AH

“Meaning?”

“That’s not how my power works,” she said, lifting her hands with her palms facing up. “It’s for information, not … not for changing things.”

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  1. Why didn’t you tell anyone?” He was being harsh, and the way she flinched was proof of that. Seven people died because she didn’t intervene, though, and he had to know what had stood in her way.

    ” again with righteous indignation lol ” please