He was fidgeting a pen in his fingers, unaware of what was going on around him. The image of Sunye kissing a strange man was etched into his memory like glue, unwilling to move. Jonghyun's nostrils flamed every time he thought about it and wanted to stab something with the pen in his hand.
"Erm...sir?"
Haein's voice brought him out of his reverie.
"Huh? What?" Jonghyun asked. For a moment, he was confused about his whereabouts but then it hit him that he was at the office and Haein was reading out his schedule for the day.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Sir, there's a new tip from one of our informers about the drugs the former Finance Minister may have hidden," SD stated as he put a piece of paper in front of Jonghyun. "Our informer in the Yakuza told the police that they did not receive it."
"Then who did?" Jonghyun frowned.