My Calling Is Profiler [EN]: Chapter 516

“This isn’t a parking lot.”

The problem is, we can’t figure out what this small warehouse is for. We can’t just barge in without a warrant.

“I’m sure this is a murder scene.”

“How can you tell?”

“This sound. Can you hear it?”

Park Do-joon put his finger to his lips, signaling them to be quiet, and spoke softly. Lee Ji-soo and Lee Il-seop closed their mouths and strained their ears.

“Huh? I can’t hear anything?”

“Listen closely. Can’t you hear a buzzing sound somewhere?”

“Oh, I hear it. What is that?”

“The sound of a compressor.”

“Compressor?”

“Yeah, it’s equipment installed in cooling devices like refrigerators or air conditioners. It’s used to lower the temperature.”

“Why would something like that be here?”

Lee Il-seop asked, still looking clueless.

But Lee Ji-soo seemed to understand immediately and lowered her voice even more.

“Are you saying it’s a surgery room?”

“That’s right.”

Surgery rooms need to be cold. That way, bacterial activity is reduced, and the human body can withstand surgery for a long time.

“Of course, the victim might be unnecessary.”

The important thing is that the merchandise they’re selling shouldn’t spoil.

“Could this building…!”

“Isn’t it unusual for a simple building?”

There are no windows, and the entrance is small. Logically, if they were using it as a warehouse, it would be much easier to make the door bigger and bring in vehicles to unload cargo all at once.

“Plus, the compressor sound is incredibly loud compared to the building.”

Why would they be running a cooling system in an empty building?

“Wait, then could it be?”

“Looks like there’s a victim?”

If there were no victim, there would be no need to cool anything. But since there is a victim, they’re obviously cooling to lower the temperature inside the room.

“Let’s approach quietly.”

Park Do-joon led the two people and slowly approached the building. When they arrived below the window, they could hear voices through the open window.

“Still no contact?”

“No, both of their phones are turned off.”

“Those bastards, what the hell are they doing? Don’t they know it’s delivery day tomorrow?”

“They’re probably busy sucking and licking. Honestly, Hyo-jin [name of a woman] looks damn hot. I could do it ten times a day.”

“Bullshit, you premature ejaculator.”

“Who’s a premature ejaculator?”

“The doctor said on TV. Anyone who can do it ten times a day is a premature ejaculator.”

“That doctor is wrong.”

“Stop talking nonsense and call them again. The merchandise will spoil.”

“Isn’t she already knocked out?”

“Does the drug fall from the sky? And the merchandise is a liver, and the liver spoils if you use too much medicine.”

“What a load of crap. It’s not like you’re going to use it. Fine. I’ll call.”

After a moment of silence as they made another call, the voice was heard again.

“Damn it, still not answering?”

“Is something wrong?”

“Maybe?”

“Should we run?”

“The news is still quiet….”

“You never know. How about we run first?”

As Park Do-joon expected, as soon as they thought something was wrong, they immediately thought about running away.

“What about the merchandise?”

“It’ll be a problem if she wakes up and reports us. We have to cut her throat.”

“Damn it. It’s expensive.”

“Expensive or not, it’s cheaper than our lives. And there are plenty more anyway.”

“That’s true. Are you going to do it, or should I?”

“You do it. I did it last time.”

“Just a little fun….”

“Go ahead if you want to leave your genes behind.”

“Ah, damn it. Fine.”

As the sound of something about to happen was heard, Park Do-joon nodded.

There’s only one door anyway, and there’s no way for them to escape.

“What should we do? Should we open the door?”

“I think it’ll be locked.”

“Both of you guard the door here. As soon as the door opens, rush in.”

“Huh? How are you going to open the door?”

“Like this.”

Park Do-joon ran quickly towards the entrance. Then, he pretended to rush inside, panting.

“Hey! Hello! Is anyone in there?”

Then the men who had been talking earlier came to the window and looked at Park Do-joon.

“Who are you?”

“There was an accident in front of me, can you help me? I ran over here because there’s an ambulance here. Please hurry.”

“We’re not open for business.”

“Please! Someone is dying!”

At those words, the men frowned as if they were annoyed. But they came out as if they couldn’t help it. But that didn’t mean they were going to help.

“I’m sorry, but we can’t help you. To operate the ambulance, we need an emergency medical technician, but the technician has already left work, so we can’t operate… Ugh!”

At that moment, Lee Ji-soo and Lee Il-seop, who were next to the door, rushed at them. Lee Ji-soo went forward and kicked the man in the back with a turning kick, and Lee Il-seop pushed the man standing blankly at the entrance and went inside.

“Ugh!”

The man tried to get up in a panic, but the difference between someone who was ambushed and someone who knew they were attacking was greater than expected.

And Park Do-joon quickly ran to the man who had been attacked from behind and fell forward.

“Don’t move! Police!”

Lee Ji-soo also rushed in urgently. Of course, even if a woman is a police officer, it’s actually difficult to subdue a healthy adult male. They don’t just fall over after getting hit once like in the movies.

“Ugh!”

But it’s possible to subdue someone who’s already down by kicking them. The man who was hit in the side rolled to the floor, and in that gap, Park Do-joon ran over and subdued him, then handcuffed him.

“Let go! You bastard! I’ll kill you!”

“You better think about saving your own life, you bastard.”

Park Do-joon dragged him and forcibly handcuffed him to a pillar in the yard.

“Good job.”

“Do you think he’ll run away?”

“You stay here and guard him for now.”

Since Lee Ji-soo could subdue a guy who was tied up on one side, Park Do-joon left her there and ran inside the building.

Inside, Lee Il-seop and the criminal were already fighting.

“You son of a bitch, I’ll take out your intestines and sell them.”

The criminal was waving a knife around with his eyes wide open. And Lee Il-seop was keeping him in check.

“What? A cop? Okay, let’s sell a cop’s intestines….”

But the criminal couldn’t finish his nonsense.

Bang, bang!

The sound of gunshots rang out in succession.

“Two shots were blanks. And the next one will be a live round.”

“……”

“Put that down unless you want to crawl around.”

Park Do-joon said, aiming his gun at the criminal.

“Keuk…!”

“I’ll shoot if you run away, and I’ll shoot if you attack. And other police officers are coming now. Do you think you can escape?”

At those words, the criminal looked confused.

“Give up. You’re finished.”

“Damn it!”

Suddenly, the man straightened his posture and raised his hands.

“I’d rather die than go to jail.”

“Stop!”

Lee Il-seop was horrified by those words and tried to rush in. Suddenly, the criminal was about to slash his own throat with a knife.

But Park Do-joon wasn’t going to let that happen.

Bang.

“Aaaagh! My hand! My haaaand!”

The bullet that Park Do-joon fired blew off the criminal’s finger, and the knife he was holding fell to the floor.

“You thought you could escape so easily.”

Park Do-joon said with a mocking look on his face.

“You can’t escape to the afterlife either, you bastard.”

“Aaaagh! My haaaand…!”

However, the criminal could only wail, clutching his missing finger.

Wee-ooo!

The sound of sirens was heard from all directions, and ambulances and police cars rushed in. And the criminal whose finger had been blown off was taken to the hospital in an ambulance, and the unharmed guy was taken to the police station.

“Thank you. Thank you.”

A woman who looked to be in her 30s was crying her eyes out and thanking the police officers, and Lee Ji-soo calmed her down and sent her to the hospital.

She had been trapped for a long time in a small warehouse in the basement of a small office.

“What did she say?”

“She came in on a tourist visa.”

“She came in on a tourist visa and found a job.”

“Yes.”

“That kind of thing isn’t uncommon.”

“It seems they gathered victims mainly from those kinds of people.”

“That’s probably it.”

Even if there are many missing Koreans, if dozens of people disappear collectively in one area, the police can’t ignore it.

On the other hand, people who come in on tourist visas or illegal immigrants are people who can’t be tracked anyway.

“By the way, how did you know?”

“Know what?”

“That the criminal was going to commit suicide.”

“Ah, that? You can tell by his actions.”

No matter how much the police practice shooting, it’s not easy to hit a small target.

Besides, the accuracy of a pistol is poor.

But Park Do-joon blew off his hand as soon as it happened, preventing him from committing suicide.

“If he was thinking of surrendering, he probably would have dropped the knife. That’s more important than straightening his body.”

“And then?”

“But he straightened his body and put strength into the hand holding the knife. It’s unnatural to put strength in that bent posture.”

When confronting someone with a knife, people slightly bend their bodies to increase their reach and gain momentary acceleration for a quick attack.

But in that posture, it becomes an awkward form to harm oneself.

“People usually stand up straight when they’re going to harm themselves. So I thought there was a high possibility that he would harm himself.”

“But why the hand….”

“Because I don’t know where he’s going to harm himself.”

If he decided to commit suicide, he could slash his throat with a knife, stab his stomach with a knife, or slash his wrist or stab his thigh.

“If I hit his body, I’d be helping him instead.”

If I’m unlucky, I might not be able to subdue him, and he might die from excessive bleeding.

“But the hand, well.”

He’ll live without a finger for the rest of his life, but who cares.

It’s the karma he created.

“Well, you don’t die even if your finger is blown off.”

“We can’t let him escape through death.”

The death penalty and suicide are completely different. The same ending of death awaits, but we have to show the victims the picture of revenge and justice.

“Well, it looks like this is it.”

“That’s probably it, you crazy bastards.”

Jo Sang-gyu, who was controlling the other police officers in one corner, shook his head.

“These bastards killed nearly forty people. They kidnapped and murdered mainly foreigners.”

“I thought so.”

“Yeah, the ledger has everything written down about who they sold them to.”

“Even hospitals?”

“Yeah.”

“That hospital is crazy too.”

Didn’t they know it was illegal?

There’s no way. They did it knowing that.

“We’re collecting all the evidence now. It’s not enough to indict them.”

Of course, it wasn’t placed in an easy-to-find location, but with the victims already discovered, it wasn’t difficult to search this place thoroughly.

“Have you been over there?”

“Not yet. The National Forensic Service team is the priority.”

“Let’s go together.”

“Shall we?”