Monster

Just for the Funeral

You walked out of your car and passed the people and police standing around. You see namjoon, for the first time, dead. He was face down on the ground, a pool of blood around his head. You came here to take Jung here last time, which means he suicide in his apartment.

You bend down and wear the gloves, leaning in, you touch his blood and bite your lip. "Autopsy." Zeff nodded and gestured for the lab team to take the body. "We also investigated the apartment we found nothing new but a lot of cigarette ash." You nod, "those suspects are at the station, right?" He nodded, "Yes, mam." Zeff inhaled, "We also asked around the neighbourhood, and they said he always seems to be rude and not interested in talking or even telling his name. Also, a lot of people told us he used to smoke a lot. To the point where the floors down could smell it."

You nod, "anything more? Was he always suicidal?" Zeff shakes his head, "I don't think so mam. His girlfriend is Park Jung Hee. Who belongs to an upper-class wealthy family. His main reason to probably date her might be just her wealth. And he must've had some plans—" "Enough. This isn't making any sense. We first need to find out why he killed himself." Zeff nodded, "Right."

"Maybe he killed Park Jin Young and one of the suspects knows about it so out of guilt or fear, he decided to end his life." You said and took your glasses off, "But, who do you think out of eight suspects knew about this?" You sighed, "That's the problem zeff, all eight of them are shady as hell. As if they all made this group with a mission to end Park Jin-young." Zeff chuckled, "But let's start with the closest one, park Jung Hee."

***

"Tell! Why did your boyfriend kill himself?! What do you know about him?! Did he kill Park Jin Young?!" Jung hee wailed, "I don't know! The inspector killed my mom! Namjoon didn't do...namjoon..." just as she fainted on the table. The female constable sighed and looked at Zeff as she shook her head.

Zeff got out of the room and to you, where you smoked a cigarette. "Mam," you looked at him, "I think Park Jung hee isn't in a good condition right now. She's mentally exhausted, we should look for a doctor for her. She hasn't even sipped water ever since she's here." Zeff suggested, feeling bad for the poor woman who's been constantly dehumanised. "Alright. What did she say though? Nothing?" Zeff sighed once again, "She's saying the inspector killed her mom." You sighed, "we could get in trouble if she gets mentally unstable. Take care of her." Zeff nodded.

"But what about the case now, ma'am? Who murdered?" You sighed, "The closest to namjoon was Jung Hee, and then comes...?" You raised your brows at Zeff, "Park Jimin." You smiled, "I'm pretty sure he won't go mentally unstable."

***

"Namjoon?" Jimin's lips twisted in disgust. "Yes, namjoon. Kim namjoon. Your sister's boyfriend." You said as he scoffed. "He was a brat. I knew he only dated my sister for our wealth. He was always broke and cheap for money." Jimin rolled his eyes, "would ask Jung hee to get some bucks from Mom." You raised your brows, "Mom? Park Jin-young?" Jimin nodded, "I told Jung hee several times that this Is not okay but she was so madly in love with that guy." He sighed, "I'm pretty sure she'd be devastated when she hears the news."

You scoff, "How long are you planning to keep this cover, jimin? You killed Park Jin-young, right? And took help from namjoon to get rid of the body. Or vice versa?" Jimin sighed, "I did not do that. Trust me or not. And if you think I did it, then find proof against me. Which I'm sure you'd never find. Because I did not do the crime." You smiled, "All alright. Then if you didn't, do you think namjoon could do that on his own?"

Jimin sighed, "Honestly, he can. Even got a few guys to help him. He was ridiculous when I say so. Everyone hated him in our family, so I don't think anyone would go ahead and help him do such a crime." "Jaehyung? Your little brother?" Jimin frowned and then slowly shook his head. "He never cared about family issues, and we also didn't want him to. He was always out of the house, uni, extra classes, studying and going out with his friends. That's all." You hummed, "what uni? And what course?" "Seoul University, business." You nod, "All alright. I hope you're not lying, and if you are," you look into his eyes, "I swear I will kill you." You stand up from your seat and pat his shoulders as you go out of the station.

"M-mam!" You stopped midway wearing your sunglasses and looked at Jaehyung, "I'm Park Jae Hyung, can I please have my mother's B-body now? I want to..—" "Funeral, right? Alright. Uh.." you check your watch, "By six p.m. you'll get the body. I'll tell Zeff to arrange it." He bowed and thanked you, "Mam!" You stopped and looked at him again, a little pissed.

"What?" He inhaled a deep breath, "I want to bail my brother and sister out for the funeral, please. This is..this is devastating to me—to us. Please." You sighed, "interrogation is over but...investigation is still going on. You can take your family home, but they still have to live under police custody until we find the actual criminal. Just for the funeral." He nods and bows, "Thank you so much, mam."

***

Jay and jimin hugged each other, Jay even tearing up, "I'm so sorry, I couldn't help you." Jimin smiled and rubbed his little brother's back. "It's okay. We'll make a way out of this. Are you okay?" He softly gazes at the sobbing Jay. He looked in a very bad situation.

"It's been so hard. I've been getting so many calls I don't know what to answer. I just miss you, noona and Mom." Jimin knew what the seventeen-year-old was going through alone. And he felt awful not helping him.

"I'm so sorry, Jay. You don't deserve this, I'm sorry." Jay shook his head, "I'll try to do something about you, I'll get you out of this mess. I know you would never do anything to Mom, hyung. Right?" Jimin slightly smiled, "Yes. Let's go home."

***

You exhaled after doing the prayer and eye around. Jae hyung was talking to some people, even the media and press outside the place where the funeral was held. "What this buzz is about?" You asked, sipping your fruit juice from the bottle. Zeff sighed, "Apparently, they're discussing who should handle the company when jimin is under police custody. Or if he turns out to be the killer."

You scoff, "there's no one left. That jay dude will take up, won't he?" Zeff nods, "I think that too. But he's very young. Just seventeen so handling a company would be tricky." You don't say anything and shrug, "Teenagers these days know everything, zeff. Don't underestimate them." You murmured while biting your straw.