《Madness | 광기 [Completed]》Chapter 9
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Jimin's POV
"It's in the cabinet. Why do you want it?" She asked me, I looked her in the eye.
"Chulhoon is putting the poison in my friends food in one of the rooms so he can't eat until I bring him food I made or got for him." I answered deathly serious.
She gasped and covered her hand. "He said he was using it for maintenance!! Why would he lie to me?!" She asked furiously.
"He's had it out for my friend for a while now". I said, she sighed and shook her head.
"What are you going to do?" She asked making me smirk. "I'm going to take the bottle to your father for evidence and use you for a witness. He's so gone by tomorrow." I said with a smile making her smile wider.
She nodded, led me to the cabinet and gave me the poison bottle. We nodded at each other and made our way to her fathers office.
We jogged out of the elevator and towards his office. "Jimin-ah!!" Said an all too familiar voice.
I groaned in frustration but kept on jogging forward. "I can't talk now Chanyeol! I have to talk to someone!" I shouted back and didn't give him time to answer before we rounded a corner and stood outside of her dads door.
We knocked twice and waited for permission to enter. "Come in" he said so we went in immediately.
We froze in the door way when we noticed Chulhoon in front of Mr.Song.
"Can we talk to you in private for a second Sir?" I asked politely. He nodded, "of course, Mr.Lee was just about to leave." He said with a kind smile.
We stood to the side and let him leave. Once we couldn't hear his foot steps anymore.
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I put the bottle on his desk and faced Jihye. "Hey dad, we need you to fire Chulhoon." She said straight to the point.
He looked confused as to why he needed to do that. "He had been asking JiJi for this bottle of poison for the past days and my patient has been looking weak so I asked him why he looked so hungry. He told me that Chulhoon had been putting in doses of poison in his food he knows this becaus he overheard him saying that to one of his co-workers before doing it. You can even ask JiJi." I said, he looked shocked.
"It's true dad, he has been asking me for a small cup of it everyday and has been telling me it's for the rats, but I know for a fact that there aren't rats in the building since the pest controllers took care of that on Saturday. If you don't believe us you can even do finger print scans on the bottle and the cup he's been using, I haven't washed it yet." She continued.
He looked perplexed but then a determined look came on his face. "Alright I believe you. He has been acting strange these past few days and I know how he treats the rest of the staff. Consider him fired". He said and smiled at us.
"Yes!!" Screamed JiJi and gave me a hug. We walked out of the office and separated ways to start our jobs.
I speed walked to the elevator and got in for the eighth floor. Just as the door opened I heard Mr.Song announcing for Chulhoon to go to his office. I walked down the hall and he passed me giving me a nod and a smile before looking forward.
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I growled and walked faster. One of the other security guards noticed me from the last two days and started unlocking the doors. I reached him when he finished the first two doors and waited impatiently next to him to open Kookies door.
When he opened them I threw them open, threw them closed and turned around smiling massively towards the handsome boy in the corner of the room.
He tilted his head really cutely at me and smiled. "Jiminie hyung!" I smiled and walked forwards unlocking jacket.
"Guess what?" I asked, he instantly perked up. "What?" He asked, I smiled and answered. "Your guard that gives you food, Lee Chul Hoon, has been fired." I finished, he looked at me wide eyes and then tackled me into a hug.
"Daebak hyung!!!!! I can eat now!!!!" He yelled happily.
I smiled at him fondly. "Jungkook, I'm going to promise you something". I said seriously.
He looked at me, "what are you going to promise me?" He asked, "I'm going to promise to get you out of here and back to your members." I said, his eyes widened.
"Are you sure hyung?" He asked, I smiled at him. He really was just a little child. Not a cold blooded murderer that everyone makes him out to be despite what he's done.
"I'm sure, I promise". I smiled.
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