My Calling Is Profiler [EN]: Chapter 316

Park Do-joon grinned, pointing his gun at the bullies.

“Just one of you come at me. You can brag about getting shot later, right? You won’t die. Police shooting guidelines say to aim for the thigh, though it’ll hurt like hell.”

“This fuckin’…”

The bullies couldn’t say anything and just trembled. They hadn’t expected the police to actually show up and pull a gun.

“What’s going on!”

At that moment, police officers rushed around the corner, all with guns in their hands.

“What is it? What’s happening?”

“School violence, sir.”

“School violence?”

“Yes, they were committing school violence, and when I caught them, they tried to kill me.”

“Kill you?”

At those words, everyone’s gaze turned to the frozen bullies, with their wooden bats, rocks, and even a switchblade in their hands.

And then, a voice from behind.

“Hey, film this.”

“Crap! Stop them!”

The reporters who had come with *Seven Days* started filming the scene, and the police desperately tried to stop them.

They had come to hold a school violence prevention event, but school violence occurred during it, and a gun was fired to stop it… It was embarrassing.

Watching that, Park Do-joon put his gun back in its holster.

“Arrest them as attempted murder suspects.”

Whether it was a simple threat or they really intended to kill him with the knife, that would come out in the investigation later.

“Damn it…!”

The police officers at the scene could only cover their faces.

“Did you have to go that far?”

“Then what? What should I have done? Just ignore the kids needing help?”

“No, I mean, you could have called for backup…”

“Didn’t have a radio. You guys took them all, saying there weren’t enough.”

When the police were suddenly deployed, Park Do-joon’s radio was immediately confiscated due to the shortage.

“And I’m a police officer. I can’t just stand by and let an assault happen while requesting backup for mere students.”

As a police officer and an adult, stepping in to save the victims was the obvious thing to do.

“Though I didn’t expect those bastards to pull out knives.”

“Ugh!”

‘I only didn’t expect the knives,’ he thought.

Actually, he had expected them to retaliate in some way. That’s why he stepped forward confidently, to fire the gun and call for others.

‘It’s obvious without even looking.’

If Park Do-joon had just called for backup with his phone, what would have happened? The school would have tried to prevent it from leaking out at all costs, and the police would have been embarrassed that school violence was happening right next to their school violence prevention campaign, so they would have tried to cover up the incident.

Then they would have ended it with a light scolding.

And the bullies, dissatisfied with that, would have called the victims back and committed violence again. There was no reason for Park Do-joon to ask for help in that situation.

Of course, the circumstances in which the police can fire a gun are extremely limited. Firing a gun rashly can’t avoid disciplinary action.

So much so that it’s said it’s better to throw the gun than to shoot it in an emergency.

But they were threatened by a large number of students with dangerous objects and weapons. Conversely, there were civilian victims who needed protection, so they couldn’t fault him for firing a blank, which wasn’t even a live round.

A blank round is not only for the purpose of intimidation but also for sending a signal to the surroundings.

“Haa~ This is driving me crazy. Understood.”

The officer in charge of today’s event looked like he was about to cry.

‘Damn it, things have really gone wrong,’ he thought.

Originally, there was nothing for Park Do-joon to do even if they called him. It’s not like Park Do-joon was prepared to do any kind of event. So they were just going to use him as a figurehead as ordered from above, but things got twisted and became incredibly difficult.

“Let’s talk about it at the police station later.”

“Sure.”

Park Do-joon nodded and checked his phone as he went outside. There were a lot of missed calls and news articles.

-School violence occurs during school violence prevention event. Is this the limit of the police?

“That’s fast.”

As he looked at the articles that had already started to appear, someone blocked his path as he walked forward.

“Detective Park Do-joon?”

“Who are you?”

“Oh, I’m the manager of *Seven Days*. I was wondering if we could talk for a moment about this incident.”

“This incident?”

Park Do-joon tilted his head at those words. Of course, it had become an issue, but it wasn’t related to *Seven Days*. They weren’t victims or perpetrators, just participants in an official event. Of course, it was a sudden decision, but that didn’t mean *Seven Days* could be held responsible.

“What’s this about?”

“They wanted to express their gratitude.”

“Gratitude?”

“Our *Seven Days* has bad memories of school violence.”

“I know. One of the victims is a member.”

“Yes, so we’ve been actively involved in prevention activities, and it was a bit shocking that this happened during an event our kids were participating in.”

So they wanted to thank Park Do-joon for stopping it.

“Well, if that’s all…”

It wasn’t an unreasonable request, and Park Do-joon nodded and followed him to the temporary waiting room where *Seven Days* was waiting.

“I’ve brought Detective Park.”

“Hello. We’re *Seven Days*.”

“Park Do-joon.”

“We wanted to express our gratitude. If it weren’t for you, Detective, we would have been in a really funny situation.”

“It’s nothing.”

Of course, it’s true that they’re trying. But apart from effort, there are things that can’t be solved with effort.

“That’s how school violence is. It’s not something that will disappear just because someone tries from the outside. Enlightenment only works before a crime is committed; enlightenment after a crime has no effect.”

There may be a very small number of people who see the effect and change their minds, but that happens naturally in the process of punishment, not because people are awakened through enlightenment.

“We were a bit shocked too. We didn’t know things were happening to this extent.”

“Around high school age, they’re practically adults. It’s a situation where crimes are committed with the mindset of an adult.”

As Park Do-joon said that, he looked at the members and suddenly got a headache.

“Ugh…”

“What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”

“No, I didn’t even fight. Just a headache…”

Park Do-joon grabbed his head as the headache came on, and the manager, seeing that, hurriedly started rummaging through his bag.

“Here, I have some headache medicine. Take it.”

“You carry everything, don’t you?”

“When there are a lot of members, all sorts of things happen.”

Park Do-joon frowned as he looked at the manager saying that with a smile. Everyone thought it was because of the headache, but Park Do-joon had another reason.

‘I don’t remember. I’m screwed, aren’t I?’ he thought.

He knows that the group *Seven Days* is very popular right now. And he doesn’t particularly like them enough to follow them around, but he knows about the group to some extent.

‘But I don’t remember. Why?’

That’s important. There are no future memories and no related memories. That only tells one possibility.

*Seven Days* disappeared due to some crime.

‘This is troublesome.’

If the group disappeared because their lifespan was over, there’s no reason to worry. But looking at the characteristics of the regressions so far, not remembering them means… conversely, it means they disappeared because they were caught up in a crime, not an accident.

‘The problem is what kind of crime.’

He has solved celebrity cases before. But that was an individual, so it was easy to identify the crime.

‘But…’

*Seven Days* has seven members. He can’t identify who the victim of the crime is. One person may have disappeared, or all of them may be victims of the crime.

‘No, it must be more than one person.’

If one person was harmed, they probably wouldn’t have stopped their activities, even in memory of her. If *Seven Days* can’t be active, it means at least three victims have occurred.

‘It can’t be an accident.’

If it was an accident, his memories wouldn’t have disappeared.

“Is there anything else strange happening?”

“Yes? Something strange?”

“Yes, like a stalker or something.”

“There are those guys every day, but they’re not that dangerous.”

“Is that so?”

Well, no matter how much of a stalker they are, it’s impossible to subdue seven people at once. Moreover, *Seven Days* is a famous girl group that is currently on the rise.

In Park Do-joon’s experience, the house where such a group lives has thorough security. And considering *Seven Days’* debut period, there’s a high possibility that they still live in the same dorm.

“Do you happen to live in the same dorm?”

“Yes, why?”

“Hmm.”

“What’s wrong?”

“No, it’s just… I have a bad feeling.”

“A feeling?”

“Well, there’s something like that in my family. Should I call it a shaman, or a divine gift? It’s pretty accurate.”

“Hee, that’s amazing.”

“My mom also said that you can’t ignore things like that…”

The members were chattering as if they were amazed. Judging from that, there were no particular signs of abnormality.

“If there are any signs of abnormality or dangerous factors around you, I hope you’ll tell me.”

“Well? We’re busy working.”

“That’s right! Let us sleep!”

“There’s a dangerous factor! I’m suffering from *tteokbokki* [spicy rice cakes] withdrawal symptoms!”

They didn’t seem to be taking it seriously. It seems they’re taking it as a routine warning from the police.

‘Huh?’

But to Park Do-joon’s words, only one person, the manager, had a subtly changing expression for a moment.

‘What is it?’

Is the manager the culprit? It could be.

‘No. It doesn’t seem like there’s a problem for that.’

If he was preparing some crime or had the intention to do so, he would have to show a unique impatience. But he didn’t show any such appearance at all. Rather, he was showing the typical appearance of a close manager who was being dragged around by the members.

“Okay, okay, let’s stop here today. Let’s go to the next event!”

“The company should provide *tteokbokki*!”

“Provide it!”

“Provide chicken too!”

“Yeah, salad for dinner tonight too.”

“That’s cruel!”

The manager, calming down the members, looked at Park Do-joon.

“We have another appointment. Thank you for today.”

“You’re welcome.”

Park Do-joon greeted him and stopped as he came out, looking at the manager. And he glanced at the still noisy members and said to the manager once again.

“I think you know something. I hope you’ll tell me.”

“Yes?”

“I don’t think the police side said it, but I’m a profiler.”

“Ah…”

The manager’s gaze wavered at those words. And seeing that, Park Do-joon was convinced.

‘There are quite a few cases where something goes wrong and they can’t say it,’ he thought.

The *Seven Days* are all in their early 20s now, and they’ve been active as trainees and haven’t been singers for long.