My Calling Is Profiler [EN]: Chapter 531

Confidence or Inferiority

A *Beop-sa* [a term that originally refers to a monk who propagates Buddhist teachings, but in shamanism, it can also refer to a shaman] originally refers to a monk who propagates Buddhist teachings in Buddhism, but in shamanism, it also refers to a shaman. Of course, the average person doesn’t know this, and it’s a term only used by those who are somewhat familiar with the field.

“Well, profilers are bound to hear all sorts of stories.”

If it were the former [if he were a monk], there would be no answer, but if it were the latter [if he were a shaman], the culprit was also likely to have known about and approached this place in the same way, so Park Do-joon was bothering to meet and talk to him.

“Ah, is that so?”

The man called *Beop-sa* smiled.

“You said you’re Detective Park Do-joon?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“That’s right. This isn’t a place I just stumbled upon. It seems the police are misunderstanding; this place is quite well-known.”

“Well-known? There’s no path here.”

“The fame I’m talking about isn’t among ordinary people. It’s a rumor among shamans.”

“Ah!”

The restorative power of nature is enormous. A path won’t be created by just one or two people coming occasionally.

‘Well, it’s not exactly a tourist spot.’

It’s not a tourist spot, and there’s nothing to see here, so the cost of creating a mountain path would be considerable, and the Tourism Administration wouldn’t create a mountain path just for shamans.

“Anyway, this is an area where cell phones work.”

So, in an emergency, you can just call an ambulance then.

“I see.”

“It’s a well-known prayer site among shamans. These days, people call it a ‘power spot.’”

“But if that’s the case, this location is a bit off the beaten path, isn’t it? Did the spirits tell you that too?”

“Well, believe it or not… the deceased told me.”

Park Do-joon scratched his head at that. You can’t apply logic to shamanism. It’s certainly not impossible, though.

Hearing the voices of the dead is quite common in shamanism.

“I heard it as I was passing by.”

“Yes? Ah, yes.”

“You don’t believe me, do you?”

“Certainty is a dangerous thing in my profession.”

“There’s a possibility that I’m the culprit too?”

Park Do-joon just laughed at that. It wasn’t wrong, after all.

But the shaman didn’t get angry.

“Aren’t you angry?”

“Why would I be angry when I’m not the culprit? You’re on the right track.”

He answered with a smile.

“If you catch the real culprit, you’ll catch him, but you’re not going to catch me, so there’s no reason to be angry.”

“You seem sure.”

“If that happens, I’ll have to talk to my lawyer, not you. Hahaha!”

The shaman said as if he knew everything.

“You’re on the right track, so don’t worry too much.”

“On the right track? What does that mean?”

“How can a human know the will of the gods? I’m just telling you what they told me to say.”

Park Do-joon clicked his tongue at that. Then he asked again.

“So it’s quite famous among shamans?”

“That’s right. Well, it’s not widely known, but it’s still a somewhat known place.”

“Do you happen to know where you saw it mentioned?”

“Do you have a notepad?”

Park Do-joon took out his phone, turned on the notepad function, and handed it over. The shaman wrote down an internet address and an account.

“It’s a shaman network. This is my account, so go in and check it out.”

“There’s something like that?”

Lee Ji-soo said with amazement. Then the shaman laughed heartily.

“The human world is also developing, so why wouldn’t the world of gods know that, hahaha!”

He said with a laugh.

“I hope you solve it well. I have to go down again now. They asked me to accompany them to the police station, so it’s not polite to keep them waiting.”

He started walking down the mountain, waving his hand. The other police officers didn’t pay much attention either.

“Are all shamans like that?”

“I don’t know. Everyone’s different.”

Park Do-joon said that, then clicked his tongue while looking at the site written on his phone.

“Is it possible that the culprit found this place on this site?”

“I don’t know. But it’s worth investigating.”

Park Do-joon’s eyes flashed.

# Confidence or Inferiority

“This is a shaman. The culprit is a shaman.”

“Those shaman bastards, I knew it.”

“We have to catch those guys.”

The police officers were furious.

The reason they were so excited was simple. The place they found online was eerily similar to the prayer spot.

“They abandoned the body near a little-known prayer site…”

“That seems to be the case. Well, if they’re shamans, they’ll know where to go in and out, so it’s easy to slip off the beaten path and dump the body.”

“I guess so. That’s why I’m even more suspicious.”

“Yes?”

“It’s too much of a coincidence, isn’t it?”

When they entered the shaman community and searched the area, there was clearly a prayer site nearby that was not well known to the public.

“But they deliberately dumped the body there? There’s no way. The culprit is not a shaman.”

“What?”

“Are you taking the side of the shamans?”

Some police officers strongly protested at that. Then Park Do-joon looked at him coldly and said.

“Detective Kim, I don’t care what you believe, but we’re here to catch the culprit, not to listen to your religious beliefs.”

“What? Hey, you…!”

Jo Sang-gyu scolded Detective Kim, who was getting angry.

“You bastard, you’re a police officer, and you’re making assumptions and swearing? We need to hear the reason!”

“……”

Detective Kim shut his mouth at that. Then Lee Ji-soo asked with amazement.

“Wow, how did you know he was from another religion? There are no religious items visible. Is that profiling too?”

“Huh? No, that bastard, when there was an emergency, he didn’t come to work because he had to go to church and got chewed out. There’s a reason why he’s still a detective at his age.”

“Ah!”

Lee Ji-soo understood in an instant and nodded. Legally, it is a priority to take care of public officials’ weekends, but that doesn’t mean that crime only rests on weekends.

“So, what’s the reason why he’s not a shaman?”

Jo Sang-gyu said as if he was annoyed. The location where the body was found was too close to the unknown prayer site to be a coincidence.

“First of all, shamans believe in the afterlife.”

“Who doesn’t believe it?”

“Hey, Detective Kim, shut your mouth!”

“……”

“Let’s change the subject. Shamans are very sensitive to divine punishment.”

“But there are records of shamans committing crimes or murder, aren’t there?”

Park Do-joon nodded at that. Certainly, that wasn’t wrong.

“That’s right. There are definitely some. It’s not just a mistake either.”

In fact, there are a huge number of cases where many shamans commit fraud for money.

“But at the same time, they are afraid of accumulating karma for it.”

“What do you mean?”

“Shamans also perform *Gut* rituals [a Korean shamanistic ritual] for themselves.”

“They perform *Gut* rituals for themselves?”

“Yes, people all think that shamans only do *Gut* rituals for others, but that’s not true.”

They do it a lot to get rid of their own bad luck and receive good fortune.

“They also think that they can get rid of their sins through such *Gut* rituals.”

“They can get rid of things like fraud like that?”

“Yes, that’s not a completely wrong idea.”

There are shamans who actually think that way. Of course, proper shamans tell them not to talk nonsense. If you could get rid of a deliberate crime with one *Gut* ritual, not just a mistake, who wouldn’t commit a crime?

Of course, proper shamans draw a clear line, saying that such things are meaningless.

“They might think they can commit murder and get rid of it with a *Gut* ritual, right?”

“That’s true. But the purpose of those so-called fake shamans who commit such fraudulent *Gut* rituals is money, not people’s lives.”

A shaman who plans to kill people? And a shaman who believes in the afterlife?

There’s no way that’s possible. The more they believe in the afterlife, the more they want to reduce their karma.

“I still don’t understand.”

Park Do-joon scratched his head at Jo Sang-gyu’s words. Well, Jo Sang-gyu is a devout Catholic, so he wouldn’t know anything about the practices or culture of shamans.

“Let me put it simply. This is near a prayer site. It’s the land of the gods. But they dump the body in front of it? That’s like illegally dumping a large amount of garbage in front of your boss’s house for the average person.”

“Huh? Ah, I understand if you think about it that way.”

They dump the body on the land of the god who is helping them? Wouldn’t they be afraid of the karma?

“A shaman can commit murder. They can become a serial killer. But they wouldn’t do *that*.”

In fact, there are many undeveloped mountains and lands all over the country. If they were determined to abandon it, they could just stop the car next to the local highway while driving and go into the mountains and bury it, and then they wouldn’t be able to find it. It wouldn’t be developed for decades.

“But there are hardly any such cases. Why is that?”

“Because the culprit looks for a familiar place.”

The vast majority of serial killers bury their bodies in a fixed location.

“Ordinary people wouldn’t do that.”

If they were scattered, even if one place was discovered and caught, it would be one murder, but why would they insist on one place?

“Familiarity is more powerful than you think.”

Jo Sang-gyu nodded and said.

“Yes, that’s right. Conversely, there are places that people avoid.”

No matter how well the murderer knows the place and how people can’t find it, they still avoid certain locations.

“Isn’t that because there are a lot of people?”

“Oh, this is a little different. Pleasure-seeking killers choose such places.”

“Yes?”

“To humans, a place is a memory.”

Let’s say there’s a place with good memories. A place you want to remember. If someone accidentally kills someone, they won’t abandon the body there. Because they don’t want their memories to be tainted, and the memory of the murder will haunt them every time they go there.

“On the other hand, such a place is another pleasure for pleasure-seeking killers.”

They choose such places because they think that the past pleasure will be linked to the new pleasure of murder.

“Why do murderers who inherit villas use those villas as places to abandon bodies?”

Is it simply because there are not many people and it is private land? No. Rather, because it is private land, if a body is found, they can’t deny it.

However, the reason why they use it as a place to abandon bodies is because they think that the past pleasure and the present pleasure will be linked there.

“Ah, I didn’t think of that.”

“This is also practical…”

Park Do-joon clicked his tongue, but Jo Sang-gyu nodded as if he understood.

“But who would go in here if they weren’t a shaman?”

In the first place, in order to register for this site, you have to prove that you have a business license [as a shaman]. Moreover, in order to see the bulletin board of the grade where this location is written, you have to go up to a considerable grade.

But not a shaman?

My Calling Is Profiler [EN]

My Calling Is Profiler [EN]

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Status: Completed Author: Native Language: Korean
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[English Translation] Delve into the captivating world of criminal psychology with 'My Calling Is Profiler.' He may not measure the ocean's depths, but he possesses an extraordinary gift: the ability to fathom the human heart. Witness the rise of a profiler who can dissect the minds of criminals with unnerving accuracy. But his talents extend beyond the realm of lawbreakers. Prepare to see the world through his eyes as he deciphers the hidden motives and intricate patterns that shape our reality. A thrilling journey into the depths of the human psyche awaits!

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