13th February, 2021

02:12 pm

"Mr.Kim Taehyung, what were you doing yesterday at Jinyoung's place?"

He was having a dinner. A not so peaceful dinner. Honestly, Taehyung wasn't interested in going to his previous apartment and eat a meal with his so call ex boyfriend. But he had no option.

It's had been two weeks since Jinyoung was blackmailing him and he just wanted to get over with it. As a result he found himself at Jinyoung's apartment. Having a chat with him.

"We talked." He quietly answered and Jungkook sighed. A sigh which Taehyung clearly heard and looked up in the older's eyes.

"Look, Taehyung, you've to be specific or else we won't be able to help you." Jungkook tried to make the other understand only to hear a loud yelling from him.

"I DON'T NEED HELP! I TOLD YOU I NEVER KILLED ANYONE! WHAT ELSE DO YOU NEED?"

Jungkook just looked at the other, a neutral expression plastered on his face. This wasn't anything he hadn't seen. Taehyung was atleast giving him some answers. Some suspects he had dealt with cried, wailed, screamed and never gave him the desired answer.

"Don't yell. We won't know until you give us the required answers."

Tears welled up in the younger's eyes. He looked helpless.

"Taehyung, now please tell me what were you doing yesterday at Jinyoung's place?" Jungkook asked, again.

"He asked me to meet him." Taehyung mumbled, but in the hushed room, Jungkook clearly heard what he said.

"Go on."

"He said we'll only have dinner and-and he said he'll delete them" Taehyung stuttered out the words.

Jungkook's ears perked at the last sentence. 'He'll delete them' delete what?

"Delete what, Taehyung?" He inquired.

"Delete the, the v-videos." Taehyung was sobbing now.

"Drink the water, yeah? And keep going, we need this to help you Taehyung."

Taehyung's sobs died down a bit as he eyed the glass of water. Jungkook was quietly watching him. If spilling all the truth about Jinyoung's and Taehyung's relationship could get the younger out from here, he'll just tell the officer everything.

It's not like Taehyung is hiding something. A sweet boy who was now sitting in an interrogation room, just wanting to get out of there. He had no option. Keeping his eyes on the glass, he started talking,

"He was blackmailing me. He had my nude video. My face wasn't covered and he said if I don't get back with him, he'll-he'll post it online." He explained, voice cracking a little at the end.

Okay so now it drowned upon Jungkook, why Taehyung would visit his ex.

"Why didn't you complain about him?"

Taehyung looked baffled at the question.

"To who? To the police? You people are keeping me even when I'm not guilty and you wanted me to complain?-" he let out a dry chuckle, "-he threatened me. I didn't know what to do. I just wanted him to stop, that's why I agreed on meeting him."

Jungkook's jaw clenched at how Taehyung disrespected the Police, but he didn't say anything.

"Hmm. Why did you two break up?"

"He cheated on me." Taehyung replied.

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"Jinyoung was blackmailing Taehyung. This is why Taehyung killed him." Namjoon spoke, doubt lacing his words.

"Can be. We're not sure." Jungkook answered as he now was on a break. He was hungry, therefore he and Namjoon had ordered some food.

The food wasn't anything special. Just some fried chicken with noodles. It wasn't much, but it would suffice their hunger. They both were now sitting in the office eating as they discussed about the kid, who is the suspect.

"Look Jk, this kid was out the whole night. Plus he had his phone switched off. And he even had a reason to kill Jinyoung. This case is more twisted than it looks."

"You're right. Yet, if Jinyoung threw the glass lamp at the killer, the killer should have a bruise. But Taehyung doesn't have one. I noticed it when he started yelling."

"Also, if Taehyung killed Jinyoung why did he come back instead of hiding? He knew he would face the police one way or the another." Jungkook added.

"Well maybe he thought instead of fleeing if he is taken in custody he could be excused? Yeah, that's bullshit."

"Yo, boys!" Kwon Hyungsik greeted them both as he stopped both of them from talking. Hyungsik was another friend of both of them, working on the case.

He was the one who was supposed to bring the CCTV footage.

"Hey!" Namjoon waved enthusiastically.

"Here it is. The footage after 10:03 pm is corrupted. I couldn't retrieve it, unfortunately. I'm trying, yet, you can see the one I bought right now."

"Thanks Kwon. Once this is done, I'll buy you chicken." Namjoon fist bumped Kwon.

"Now the footage." Jungkook said as he inserted the CD in the laptop. Clicking on the play button. The screen showed two footages in collage. One showed the footage of building while the other showed the fourth floor which was Jinyoung's floor.

The CCTV started exactly in the morning of 12th February. There were some people who entered the building. As it was a weekday, people were seen going to work or coming back from work. In all the video they never once saw Jinyoung getting out; even out of the house.

At exactly 08:20 pm Taehyung entered the building. He had a small bag in his hand, he smiled towards the watchman, removing a white tiffin box and handing it to the other.

"The sweets." Jungkook stated and Namjoon nodded.

They saw Taehyung making an entry in the register. The next clip showed Taehyung going to Jinyoung's door, knocking on it. Jinyoung opened the door and hugged Taehyung, the later never returned the hug.

Now it was around nine in the night on the footage, yet there was no moments. No one came out of the house and no one even entered the house. It was kind of suspicious, but seeing this was a dinner time, they didn't dwell upon it much.

At exactly 09:05 pm, Taehyung got out of the house, making his way downstairs. He greeted the watchman again and walked out of the building gates. It had passed one hour and nothing else happened in the footage. Jinyoung never came out of the apartment and after ten the CCTV was corrupted.

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