My Calling Is Profiler [EN]: Chapter 339

“Those bastards.”

Na Man-seong, who had been hesitant when the police were mentioned, suddenly turned aggressive. Park Do-joon glanced at Na Man-seong and then looked around the burner.

‘Red traces……’

Not blood, but traces of something overflowing in large quantities. Park Do-joon could easily guess what that meant.

‘Here it is.’

The kind of container that would be placed on such a burner is obvious, and it’s also obvious that there would be traces of something overflowing around it.

‘It would be good to have some evidence.’

The inside was simpler than expected. It really seemed to be used as a warehouse; besides a corner that looked like a storage area, it was full of farming equipment.

“You’ve been through a lot.”

“I have. Because of those damn cops.”

Na Man-seong gritted his teeth. Park Do-joon was about to say something when he suddenly stopped, noticing something. A mass of something clumped together.

‘Hmm.’

Park Do-joon approached it and stared. Anyone could tell that the clump was human hair. Quite long female hair. Following his gaze, Na Man-seong’s face turned pale.

“Detective, what is this?”

“That’s……”

Na Man-seong’s eyes flickered for a moment. He knew better than anyone what it was. He had put it there himself. And he knew how important of evidence it was.

“You’re a cop.”

Na Man-seong suddenly changed.

“You son of a bitch, you’re trying to trick me!”

Did he really know that Park Do-joon was a cop? No. He was suffering from extreme paranoia due to his mental illness.

A paranoid patient, when faced with evidence or situations that are disadvantageous to them, doesn’t acknowledge it. Instead, they see it as another ploy by those who want to attack them.

“You son of a bitch. You are a cop, aren’t you!”

At some point, Na Man-seong grabbed a steel pipe from the corner and growled.

“Detective?”

“This bastard, you teamed up with the cops to screw me over? Just like the other bitches.”

“Detective, what are you talking about?”

“You’re all the same. You only try to ruin my life. The other bitches too!”

Na Man-seong slowly approached. Park Do-joon stumbled backward. But he tripped over a pile of luggage and fell backward.

“Detective, calm down. Please calm down.”

“Calm down? Don’t be ridiculous. You’re all the same. I’ll boil you to death too. Whether you send 100 or 1,000, I’ll boil them all to death!”

Na Man-seong raised the steel pipe high. But his attack went no further.

Bang, bang.

Two sharp sounds rang out in succession, and Park Do-joon got up and smiled.

“Okay, that’s enough.”

“You, you bastard!”

Seeing the gun in his hand, Na Man-seong gritted his teeth. Holding a gun? That meant he was a cop.

“Well, it’s true that I’m a cop. Sorry, Mr. Na Man-seong.”

Park Do-joon said with a smile.

“Which is faster, your steel pipe or my gun? For your information, I’m a pretty good shot.”

Even if he wasn’t good, the distance was less than 3 meters [approximately 10 feet]. It would be stranger to miss at this distance.

“And I’ve already fired two blanks.”

That meant the next one would be a live round.

“You son of a bitch, I’ll kill you!”

Of course, such a threat might not work on someone with a mental illness. Like a madman, Na Man-seong tried to rush at Park Do-joon. At that moment, a bang rang out, and Na Man-seong dropped the steel pipe and grabbed his hand.

“Argh!”

“I told you. I’m a good shot.”

Of course, Park Do-joon didn’t shoot Na Man-seong directly. Otherwise, regardless of the serial killings, some human rights advocates might get involved. Instead, he shot the steel pipe he was holding tightly.

An object made of a material that doesn’t absorb impact transmits the impact as it is, resulting in a strong recoil.

Anyone who has accidentally struck a hard object like a steel pipe or wooden stick against another steel pipe or hard object knows this. When a bullet hits such a steel pipe, where does the impact go?

“You damn!”

“Don’t move!”

And the people Park Do-joon had been waiting for rushed in.

“You’re late.”

The police officers who rushed in aimed at Na Man-seong with wide eyes.

“Sorry. We should have followed you when you moved.”

Originally, the police were waiting some distance from the house. But as Park Do-joon moved, the distance increased, and they were late in following. They were careful not to be noticed, which increased the distance.

“Well, it happens.”

At that moment, Na Man-seong, who had been staring blankly at the guns pointed at him, suddenly started to go berserk.

“You sons of bitches. I’ll kill you all!”

“Uh oh?”

Everyone seemed taken aback when Na Man-seong suddenly charged, but as if expecting it, Park Do-joon immediately kicked Na Man-seong from behind, knocking him down.

“Grab him!”

“Huh?”

“I said, grab him!”

At those words, everyone rushed in and subdued Na Man-seong, who began to scream at the top of his lungs.

“I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you all!”

With handcuffs on, he struggled so much that the police had to handcuff his ankles to prevent him from kicking.

Despite that, Na Man-seong writhed with all his might.

“Why isn’t he giving up?”

“Isn’t he crazy? He doesn’t have normal judgment.”

A normal person would give up resisting with more than 10 guns pointed at them. But Na Man-seong is a paranoid patient who thinks the police are trying to kill him.

“He thinks it’s the same whether he dies like this or like that.”

“I see.”

“But one thing is certain.”

Park Do-joon said, looking at Na Man-seong wriggling like a bug.

“Na Man-seong is finished now.”

The Na Man-seong case was eventually kept secret. It was such a shocking case that even Kim Geun-chan was reluctant to report it.

Even though he was a reporter who lived off views, a proper reporter wouldn’t report such a brutal crime. Because another crazy person might commit a copycat crime.

“Na Man-seong will never be able to come back to the world, right?”

“Yeah, it’s to the point where there’s no point in defending him.”

Of course, a lawyer was appointed. Because he didn’t have money, a public defender was assigned, but even the public defender’s face turned pale after hearing the details of the case. No matter how much of a lawyer he was, he wouldn’t have known it was such a case.

“Well, the lawyer will probably argue insanity.”

That’s probably all they’ll argue. They can’t just not defend him at all. Even so, three public defenders refused to defend such a madman.

“But the court won’t accept that.”

He brutally murdered five people due to paranoia and then mutilated the bodies to an unspeakable extent. There’s no insane judge who would release such a person on the grounds of insanity.

In that situation, with the lawyer having little intention of defending him, Na Man-seong is 100% certain to be sentenced to death.

A life sentence? That can’t happen. Because there’s a possibility of parole later with a life sentence. If such a madman were to be paroled and released into society, who knows what kind of disaster might occur.

If sentenced to death, even if commuted, it would still be a life sentence.

“Paranoia…… is scary.”

“If you look online, there are surprisingly many people with paranoia. Among them, there are many who suffer from paranoia about the police or government organizations, not just Na Man-seong.”

From those who claim their children were kidnapped to those who claim they are being wiretapped…… paranoid people are diverse. So much so that even during the harsh military regime, there was someone who shouted, ‘There’s a wiretapping device in my ear,’ on live television, snatching the microphone.

“Paranoia often appears with schizophrenia. And it’s realistically difficult to cure.”

For example, the person who caused the famous ‘Wiretapping Device in My Ear’ incident has committed similar acts several times. The ‘Wiretapping Device in My Ear’ incident at the broadcasting station is just the most famous one, but it’s not the only one.

“Anyway, it’s a relief that we caught the madman.”

“This is a relief, but if this is true, then it’s really enough to drive us crazy, isn’t it?”

The case Song Pil-man gave was simple. A body stored frozen…… of course, it was a cold case that no one is investigating now.

Cold cases are difficult to solve and are often abandoned, so unless the police are personally pursuing them, they are mostly left unattended.

“The storage method and circumstances are too similar to the patterns seen in cannibalism cases.”

Park Do-joon sighed deeply as he looked at it.

“Why didn’t the police know that back then?”

“Lack of experience with cannibalism cases.”

It was simply recognized as a dismemberment murder case, and the profiler also seemed to think so, as the case record was listed as dismemberment murder.

“But if it were a dismemberment murder, they wouldn’t freeze the body like this.”

The purpose of dismemberment murder is to hide the crime and prevent the victim from being identified. In fact, no one knows who the victim in this case is.

“But it’s not like there are no cases where dismemberment murders involve freezing the body, right?”

There are cases where they freeze the body to hide the time of the murder or to dispose of it separately to prevent tracking.

“That’s true. But this case is different.”

“Different?”

“Look at the equipment used for the dismemberment.”

As it was a bizarre murder, an autopsy was naturally performed, and the autopsy results showed that the body’s cut areas were cut with a rotary saw blade.

“So, the police at the time thought it was a professional like a woodworking technician.”

The problem is that such bone-cutting equipment is also found in butcher shops.

“If it were a simple dismemberment murder, they would have used an ax or a regular saw.”

But if they used a high-speed rotating saw, it means that they were either a woodworking technician, as the police judged at the time, or a real cannibalistic murderer who had such equipment.

“This is going to drive me crazy.”

Park Do-joon couldn’t hide his uneasy feeling.

# Abandoned Case

“Park Do-joon, over here.”

Song Pil-man raised his hand as Park Do-joon approached. And the gazes of the surrounding police officers watching Song Pil-man were cold.

“Why are they like that?”

“Because he’s digging into cold cases.”

“But that’s not illegal, is it?”

Cold case. In Korean terms, it’s an unsolved case. And most unsolved cases are abandoned.

“That’s the problem. Unsolved cases are abandoned and then neglected.”

“Yes?”

“You wouldn’t know because you’ve never been a regular police officer.”

Unsolved cases are simply abandoned if they can’t be solved. The law stipulates that cases must be solved within a set period after they are filed, and if they are not solved, personnel ratings drop.

“But the personnel ratings have already dropped due to that case, and continuing to dig into such cold cases interferes with the cases you’re currently working on.”

Cases are piling up, but if you stick to abandoned cases, you can’t solve other cases as much.