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I Can Hear a Serial Killer's Voice in My Head

All I ever wanted was for famous detectives like Sherlock Holmes or Arsène Lupin to appear in my dreams and share their wisdom. But instead, why am I hearing the voices of notorious serial killers in my head, guiding me to solve a string of mysterious cases?

TK_Selwyn · Fantaisie
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National Forensic Service (11)

After hours of searching, my eyes widen as I finally make the connection. The middle-aged man from the press conference isn't just any Senior Inspector - he's Hong Manduk, an official at the Central Police Academy.

"Got you," I mutter, quickly pulling up his file.

Hong Manduk, 52 years old, married with two kids. He's been at the academy for over a decade, responsible for training entry-level officers. That's where he must have met Kim Eunji when she was a cadet.

Without a word to my colleagues, I grab my police jacket and head for the door.

"Hey, where are you going?" one of them calls out.

I pause at the threshold, turning slightly. "Following a lead. I'll check in later."

As I stride down the hallway, Aileen's voice pipes up in my head. "So, you've got a name. But how exactly do you plan to prove any connection between Hong and Eunji? It's not like you can just accuse a senior official of conspiracy without solid evidence."