Chapter 117 – Result – Part 25

Chapter 117 – Result – Part 25

Kim Hyeonja’s eyes widened at the suddenly fluctuating graph.

‘If your family or acquaintances were involved in a criminal case, would you fully entrust judgment to the law?’

‘Yes.’

This means Shin Woojin’s words were a lie.

Does this mean he won’t just leave it to the judgment of the law?

Researcher Kim Hyeonja, who had been focused on the graph, shifted her gaze to Woojin.

There was no change in his expression, as if his outer and inner thoughts were different,

Kim Hyeonja’s gaze moved back to the monitor.

The graph was calm again, as if nothing had happened.

Kim Hyeonja opened her mouth.

“Are you feeling alright now?”

“Yes.”

The graph showed a stable pattern, as if Woojin’s words were true.

‘Could it be… he can control his autonomic nerves?’

Although not perfectly, there were a very small number of people who could control their autonomic nerves.

These were people who could even deceive themselves, very skilled in self-hypnosis.

‘His family affection is considerable.’

The Shin Woojin in front of her showed no reaction to anyone other than his family.

‘Could it be… is it true?’

The autonomic nervous system operates unconsciously.

Kim Hyeonja asked a question as if solving a riddle.

“Do you enjoy meditation normally?”

“No.”

Meditation had become something Woojin no longer needed.

Meanwhile, Kim Hyeonja then asked about the two types of autonomic nerves.

“Do you understand the Sympathetic Nervous System and the Parasympathetic Nervous System?”

“Yes.”

Truth.

“Eyes dilate and relax, constrict and contract. Do you understand what I mean?”

“Yes. Dilation and relaxation are part of the Sympathetic Nervous System, and the action of the Parasympathetic Nervous System is constriction and contraction.”

“Can you also distinguish the heart?”

“The myocardium increases and decreases contractility, and the physiognomy arteries expand and contract.”

“Besides this, can you distinguish things about the Autonomic Nervous System, and do you understand the principles and operations of both the Sympathetic Nervous System and the Parasympathetic Nervous System?”

“Yes.”

Truth.

Kim Hyeonja let out a hollow laugh without realizing it.

She had seated countless people in the Lie Detector Chair, but this was the first person who understood and recognized these things.

He answered fluently.

Then.

Woojin opened his mouth.

“Thank you. I think we can stop now.”

Woojin was able to solidify his metacognition once more.

He gained two things.

Mom and Dad, and Bomi, his family, are uncontrollable.

If the situation and conditions are formed, it, meaning his unconscious, might pop out on its own.

Secondly, I read surprise on Researcher Kim Hyeonja’s face.

It means he’s not yet ordinary.

Woojin plucked off the things attached to him and said,

“I’d prefer if you didn’t save the records.”

Kim Hyeonja couldn’t help but smack her lips again.

But she quickly managed a smile.

“Of course. We can’t keep records of an ordinary person who isn’t even a suspect.”

Kim Taehyun, who was next to her, spoke to Kim Hyeonja.

“Manager, I fully understand how you’re feeling right now. Everyone is surprised like you, Manager Kim, when they first see Woojin. Hahaha!”

Kim Hyeonja shook her head and laughed.

“That’s incredible, truly. I understand how you identified and caught the suspect before the forensic analysis came out.”

If he can control his autonomic nerves to this extent, he won’t just see what he wants to see.

On the contrary, it even sent a shiver down her spine.

The very fact that he controls himself almost perfectly.

At that moment, Woojin, as if reading Researcher Kim Hyeonja’s thoughts, spoke and rose from his chair.

“I can’t hold in a sudden urge to poop.”

“Huh?”

“Diarrhea, ugh… just thinking about it is horrible.”

Woojin shook his head, as if saying that was difficult.

Kim Hyeonja, who had been blinking at Woojin, burst out laughing.

After exchanging greetings, Woojin left the office with Kim Taehyun, and Kim Hyeonja, watching Woojin’s retreating figure in the hallway as if seeing him off, muttered,

“If someone touches his family, all hell will break loose.”

And,

“He’d have no choice but to be good at profiling.”

***

National Forensic Service Genetics Department.

Kim Taehyun knocked, opened the door, and entered.

Inside were two people: a Forensic Investigator and the Head of the Genetics Department.

“Oh. You’re here?”

The gaze of the Manager, who appeared to be in their 50s, shot like an arrow to Woojin, who was next to Kim Taehyun.

The unidentified DNA that appeared every time a case was quickly closed.

“Are you perhaps the main character we’ve been looking for?”

“Hello. My name is Shin Woojin.”

“Nice to meet you. I thought you’d look sharp, like a cold city man. Ha ha ha! You’re quite ordinary?”

Woojin’s lips subtly curved upward.

He had clearly just called him ordinary.

“Really?”

He waved his hand.

“No, no. You’re very handsome!”

Woojin’s lips drooped back to their original position, as if his expectations had been dashed.

At his expression, the Forensic Investigator chuckled bitterly, misunderstanding the situation.

“I just came up from the autopsy room, so I smell a bit, don’t I?”

Woojin slightly shook his head, looking at the wrinkles on her face.

He also sensed an unfamiliar, unconscious wariness from her.

The Forensic Investigator in front of him appeared to be a first-year, and it was highly probable that she had come to believe that living people were truly terrifying every time she saw bodies horribly disfigured by crime.

She would also be well aware that people could die in such absurd and futile ways during autopsies.

“It’s alright.”

Woojin gripped a pen lying haphazardly on the table as if making a fist, and observed her eyes.

As expected, her pupils, which had slightly fixed on the pen he was holding, were dilating.

Even a momentary freeze reaction.

She judged that unconsciousness was dangerous.

In other words, there was a high possibility that she had also performed autopsies on bodies killed by stabbing with a pen.

Her current condition was like suffering from an occupational disease.

Her sensitivity to accidents would be much sharper than that of an ordinary person.

Naturally, she would become more cautious in her actions, and there was a high probability that she would habitually tell her family and acquaintances to be careful.

Understanding her, Woojin put down his pen and looked at the manager again.

“Is it over once the DNA is collected?”

“Of course. It’s not enough to give awards for catching so many criminals, I’m sorry to bother you.”

“It’s okay.”

DNA collection could be finished quickly.

Woojin opened his mouth, and the manager collected oral cells with a cotton swab, and also cut a strand of hair with scissors.

“Oh! Unidentified DNA! Is that the person?”

Assistant Manager Choi Jeonghoon, who looked to be in his late twenties and had just entered the office, widened his eyes as he looked at Woojin.

“You’re much younger than I thought! I’m a huge fan!”

He wiped his hands on his gown and extended his hand to Woojin.

“Hello.”

As Woojin shook his hand, he exclaimed excitedly.

“I’m a real fan. Like a movie protagonist, profiling and all. Wow! I really wanted to meet you once.”

Woojin stared blankly at him, as if seeing him fully.

Choi Jeonghoon’s face was full of curiosity.

It was much greater curiosity than the manager’s.

Then the manager said,

“Hey, Assistant Manager Choi, don’t bother them, they’re busy people.”

“Manager, if we show this person the crime scene photos, wouldn’t something come out of it?”

Kim Taehyun opened his mouth to stop him.

But Woojin was quicker to speak.

“What kind of case is it?”

Choi Jeonghoon brought out crime scene photos as if he had been waiting, and Kim Taehyun couldn’t stop Woojin, who was showing curiosity.

“Here you go.”

As Woojin placed the various photos Choi Jeonghoon handed him on the table, arranging them in order,

those in the office approached Woojin with eyes full of anticipation and curiosity.

It was a female dismemberment murder.

The body had been dismembered, placed in apple boxes, and discarded. The deceased’s face was horrific.

Both eyes and mouth were sewn shut with black thread.

Woojin said,

“The criminal is audacious. The arrest rate for murder cases is 98.2%, yet they added symbolism to it. Was it death by asphyxiation?”

The forensic investigator’s eyes widened.

The body was severely mutilated, and someone who hadn’t even performed an autopsy knew all that.

Woojin opened his mouth as if answering her.

“The psychology of criminals who add such symbolism often enjoys watching the victim’s dying process. They feel ecstasy realizing that a person’s life is decided in their grasp.”

Kim Taehyun, who had been standing with his arms crossed, said,

“The detective in charge of this case is going to have a headache.”

If the criminal had indeed added symbolism to the body as Woojin said, it meant the criminal was determined.

In that case, evidence would not be easily found.

Woojin said,

“Has anything turned up?”

Choi Jeonghoon shook his head.

“Besides the discovery of red work glove fibers and the fact that a saw was used as the murder weapon, nothing else has come up at all.”

“So, they wore gloves over their hands, and then bought and wore another pair of gloves?”

“We can’t rule out that possibility.”

“The fact that no DNA was found means it was meticulously planned. Was she a reported missing woman? There’s no particular suspect either.”

“Yes.”

“What about the last CCTV location where she was filmed?”

“She was last captured at the convenience store.”

Woojin said, looking at the hair tie the murdered woman was wearing.

“What did she buy? A black hair tie?”

“Yes.”

“Who was the last person she spoke to on the phone?”

“Her tutor.”

Woojin, his gaze fixed on the photo, nodded and asked,

“Does that person have an alibi?”

“Yes. The day she went missing was the day they were supposed to meet. The tutor was at a coffee shop. It was confirmed by CCTV.”

“Can I see the video from that time?”

Choi Jeonghoon tilted his head and asked,

“He’s a person with a solid alibi…”

“I want to see it.”

“It’s not here right now, just a moment.”

As Choi Jeonghoon disappeared, Kim Taehyun said triumphantly,

“Manager, you’ll see magic soon! Hahahaha!”

It was because Woojin always provided answers in such situations.

Then Woojin shook his head.

“We can’t conclude anything yet.”

At Woojin’s words, Kim Taehyun smiled silently.

Though Woojin occasionally said things like that, he always provided crucial insights.

Kim Taehyun suddenly recalled the sanitation worker who committed serial murders while drawing stars.

Woojin had predicted where that demon worshipper would appear, and he really did.

Woojin even caught him.

‘And then he immediately went to eat beef.’

“I brought it!”

Choi Jeonghoon returned and connected the USB drive to the PC.

And he immediately played the video.

“This is the person.”

Choi Jeonghoon pointed at the tutor with his finger.

Woojin quietly watched his appearance.

As time passed, he looked out the window, checked his watch as if waiting for someone, and made phone calls.

Seeing that, Choi Jeonghoon said,

“It seems contact with the victim was lost around this time. He made several calls.”

Woojin didn’t seem to be listening to him and brought up another topic.

“Can I control the mouse?”

“Oh, yes. Of course.”

Woojin fast-forwarded the video, slowed it down, and paused it.

And then he played it again.

Woojin, who was slightly bent at the waist, tapped the table with his finger.

And he said,

“Bingo.”