My Calling Is Profiler [EN]: Chapter 510

Requesting a warrant doesn’t guarantee the information won’t leak. But if we show up with a warrant and demand the child, will the criminals hand her over easily?

“Of course not.”

In the worst-case scenario, they might try to escape, using the child as a hostage.

“But shouldn’t we catch the other criminal too? The higher-ups are making a fuss about it.”

“When would we have time for that?”

It would be different if the victim could hold out, but the victim is a newborn. It’s not like she was born under normal circumstances, and the criminals wouldn’t have given her vaccinations. In the worst-case scenario, we might end up saying, ‘We saved her, but it was too late.'”

“We need to find the other criminal through other means.”

“That’s true, but…”

Jo Sang-gyu said with a dubious look.

“You think we can save her with this?”

“There’s always a crazy one out there somewhere.”

Park Do-joon shrugged, looking different than usual. He usually wears casual clothes instead of his police uniform, but today he was in his police uniform.

“Plus, we have someone with experience. What’s the problem? Isn’t that right, Police Officer Lee Il-seop?”

“Well, I’m used to this kind of dispatch.”

Lee Il-seop, also in uniform, chuckled.

“Then we just have to wait.”

“Do you think she’ll cry?”

“She’ll cry. Hyo Jin-ae doesn’t have an ounce of affection for the baby.”

So she’ll neglect her and just ignore her. At this point, the baby is just a tool for Hyo Jin-ae’s crime.

“So there’s no need to worry about emotional issues.”

Park Do-joon waved his hand as he said that.

“Go and hide for now. We’ll go in after receiving the report.”

“Ugh, okay.”

Jo Sang-gyu left with Lee Ji-soo, looking worried. Park Do-joon leaned against the police car and sprawled out.

“You don’t seem worried.”

“About the baby?”

“Yes.”

“Of course, I’m worried. But at least she won’t die right away.”

They haven’t tried a DNA test yet, and it’s not like the plan has completely gone wrong.

Even at this moment, Joo Cheol-sik is convincing his parents abroad that a DNA test is a humiliating act for a woman.

And it’s not impossible that it will work.

“That’s working?”

“That woman’s gaslighting skills are no joke, you know?”

“Well, that’s true.”

“So, that woman thinks that no matter what she does, the man will eventually be drawn to her, so she’s doing this crazy thing.”

Park Do-joon leaned back in his chair and said,

“As long as she has a use, she’ll keep her alive, at least for now.”

“You still look too relaxed.”

“I’m trying to control my mind.”

“Pardon?”

“If we’re too nervous, the woman might get suspicious. I’m sorry to say this, but most police officers look annoyed when they’re dispatched. Criminals let their guard down when the police seem annoyed.”

“Ah!”

Tension is contagious. So, if we’re tense, the criminals will notice and get tense too, or they might even resort to a hostage situation.

“But if we seem annoyed, they’ll want to wrap things up quickly and send us away.”

That’s why Park Do-joon was trying to act annoyed, controlling his mind. Of course, he could do it at the scene, but just in case.

“Should I then…”

Lee Il-seop leaned back in the driver’s seat and lay down. About 40 minutes passed, and Park Do-joon’s phone rang.

-Detective, we received a report.

“Okay, let’s go.”

“Yes.”

At those words, Lee Il-seop sat up and started driving. In fact, this report didn’t come from the neighbors. A police officer who was waiting nearby was supposed to report it naturally when they heard the baby crying.

Of course, that report wasn’t an official report, but just a radio message to Park Do-joon.

“Relax.”

“Yes? Haha!”

Park Do-joon said casually, noticing that Lee Il-seop seemed nervous, unlike his relaxed demeanor.

“I’m trying to, but… it’s not easy.”

“Acting isn’t something you can do as you please.”

Even actors sometimes control their minds before getting into character, so it’s not easy for a police officer who has to save a baby to act naturally.

“I wonder if Lee Ji-soo should have gone instead.”

“Ji-soo can’t act yet either. And if there’s another criminal inside, Ji-soo can’t subdue them.”

I’m sorry, but that’s the reality. Some may argue that female police officers can do it too, but the combat power of female police officers in Korea is currently lower than that of ordinary men. Even men who are called ‘myeolchi (멸치, anchovies)’ or ‘mallakkaengi (말라깽이, skinny)’ can easily subdue Korean female police officers if they are determined to do so.

“Besides, Ji-soo is a profiler.”

She’s an intelligent character, not a fighting expert.

“If we can’t subdue them in the beginning, the baby will be in danger.”

“Yes.”

“Hey, I told you not to be so nervous.”

Park Do-joon smiled and straightened his chair just before arriving, and they slowly headed to Hyo Jin-ae’s house.

Then he pressed the intercom.

-Who is it!

Hyo Jin-ae’s sharp voice.

Park Do-joon replied with a tone full of annoyance.

“It’s the police.”

-Why the police?

“We received a report of child abuse…”

-Child abuse? When did I ever!

“We can still hear the baby crying.”

Since she wouldn’t take care of the baby properly, it’s natural for the baby to cry, and there will definitely be someone around who gets annoyed when the baby cries.

Most people know that’s how newborns are, so they let it go, but sometimes there are overly sensitive professional complainers who call the police.

Of course, they don’t usually dispatch just because a baby is crying, so they usually mark such reports as suspected child abuse.

“Well, I’m sorry, but we need to check.”

-It’s natural for babies to cry, don’t say such nonsense.

“We have no choice, we have to check and report it when we receive a report.”

-It’s annoying.

“Just open the door for a moment. Otherwise, we’ll have to come every time a report comes in.”

If they check, the sensitive person becomes the problem, but in a situation where it hasn’t been checked, the police have no choice but to check.

If they don’t check and the baby dies from abuse, the police will have nothing to say.

-It’s so annoying, really.

Hyo Jin-ae opened the door as if she was annoyed, and Park Do-joon slowly entered the villa. And at that moment, he made eye contact with a man sitting at the table.

The man, who was wearing only underwear and a tank top, looked at Park Do-joon with an uncomfortable expression.

“Oh, I’m sorry. We have to check when we receive a report.”

“What are you checking?”

“Whether the child has any injuries or bruises. If not, we have to take a picture of the child without injuries and send it, or we’ll have to dispatch every time a report comes in.”

“There are all kinds of crazy people.”

“Not a crazy person, but a crazy woman… Ah, no. Hahaha, the reporter is a woman, do you know anything about it?”

Of course, it’s absurd for the police to say this. Basically, the police don’t provide any information about the reporter. But sometimes they do leak information.

Usually, they say that with the intention of saying, ‘We’re annoyed, so you guys settle it among yourselves, that is, come to an agreement and stop reporting.’

“What kind of woman is it?”

“Well? There are more than one or two women living here?”

The man flicked the knife he was holding and said annoyedly. Then the woman shrugged as if she didn’t know. There aren’t just one or two women living in this villa, and she doesn’t even know who lives here in the first place.

“Annoying.”

Park Do-joon, seeing the man’s knife skills were unusual, looked at the knife in his hand and said.

“Excuse me, can I go in? We have to check since we received a report of child abuse.”

“Just go. Babies cry as they grow up.”

“I know. But we have no choice, that’s the law.”

“Ah, really annoying.”

“Just let us take a look. If reports keep coming in, a warrant may be requested.”

At the word ‘warrant,’ they flinched. They must have something to hide.

“Aish, damn it. Hey. Move aside.”

The man said annoyedly.

“Thank you.”

As Park Do-joon subtly diverted the conversation and blurred their vigilance, the man started peeling an apple with the knife, looking annoyed.

“Check it quickly and go, it’s annoying.”

“Yes, thank you.”

“The baby is in the room.”

Park Do-joon slowly headed to the room. And he went inside the room.

‘There’s a baby, but there’s not a single baby product in the house… Huh, what a mess.’

Well, they were going to kill them all anyway and either kill the baby or take her to an orphanage, so they wouldn’t want to waste money on unnecessary things.

‘There are bags scattered around too.’

In contrast to the shabby villa, there are quite expensive-looking luxury bags scattered around. The fact that bags that should be stored carefully are piled up means there are that many bags.

“It’s here.”

The door opened, and when he went inside, he saw the baby lying on the bed crying.

‘Definitely not parents and child.’

If they were parents and child, one person would be attending to the guests while the other would be trying to take care of the baby. But the man was just peeling an apple and eating it, no matter how much the baby cried, and the woman’s face was full of annoyance.

“Let’s see… I’ll check for a moment.”

“What?”

“Whether there are any injuries or bruises.”

Park Do-joon said that and slowly approached the baby. Then he picked up the crying baby.

“Yeah, oh my, did you poop?”

Park Do-joon skillfully took care of the baby and examined her body. Fortunately, there were no bruises or injuries on the baby’s body.

“It seems like she just pooped.”

“Is that it? Go now.”

“Yes, I have to go now.”

Park Do-joon said that and looked at Lee Il-seop. And Lee Il-seop immediately noticed and moved quickly. He suddenly pushed the woman who was standing behind him out and locked the door from the inside.

“Ah!”

“What!”

While they were panicking, Park Do-joon quickly took out his radio.

“Baby secured. Baby secured. Breach! Breach!”

“You bastard! Open the door!”

In the meantime, the man who had rushed over desperately started hitting the door with his whole body to open it.

Thump, thump.

But Lee Il-seop, who was blocking the locked door, couldn’t open it.

“You bastard!”

While all the commotion was happening, Park Do-joon took care of the baby and put his hand on his holster. He had to fire in the worst-case scenario. But there was no need to do that.

Because there was a commotion and a loud noise outside.

“It’s the police!”

“Hands up! Move and I’ll shoot!”

“Aah!”

A commotion broke out, and a loud noise began to be heard.

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