~I am unstoppable~

*JIMIN*

"Are you okay?" He asked, pulling him up to seat.

Jungkook slowly nodded his head, shutting his eyes close.

He was wasted.

Completely wasted.

Jimin doesn't still understand why a guy this handsome, hot, and wealthy will dedicate himself into drinking to the extent of getting drunk!

Is that even normal?

He hated seeing him this way.

He wish he won't drink like this ever again.

He wish Jungkook could confide in him and listen to everything he ask of him.

He wish he could make him happy.

But, was he himself even happy?

"I will be right back." He told him, standing up to his feet and walking away from the beach.

Minutes later he returned with a bottle of water and a sandwich. He sat down beside him again, taking off the cap of the bottle and handing the water to Jungkook.

Jungkook eyes were still close. Jimin gently patted his back, making him open his eyes. He stared up at him, his eyes were red and puffy.

Have he been crying before he called him here?

Did something happen between him and his mother?

Was he sick?

What the hell was going on?

Since he got here Jungkook have said nothing to him and it was worrying the shit out of him.

Seeing him this broken and sad hurts him like a bitch ... although he doesn't know why he feels this way but he still does.

"Here," He pulled the water to his mouth, indirectly asking him to open his mouth, Jungkook tried collecting the bottle but he refused. "I will give it to you myself."

"I will..." His voice was so dry.

"Jungkook, I will give the water to you myself. Now, open your mouth." He ordered.

He hesitate for a while before giving in. He opened his mouth, letting him give him water. He swallowed the water while Jimin closed the bottle and dropped it on the beachy sand. He grabbed the sandwich, peeled it open and gave it to him but he rejected it.

"You need to eat, Jungkook." He said.

He shook his head again. "I...I don't eat."

"Are you kidding me right now, Jungkook? Who the hell doesn't eat in this world?"

"Me?"

"Stop joking around and eat this sandwich." He stated.

"I...ouch!" He rubbed his hand at the back of his head. Yeah, he had just hit him there. "What was that for?"

"If you don't eat this sandwich... I'm going to beat you like a child. You need to sober up and I have something very important to talk to you about."

"Then talk."

"In this state of yours? Never."

"Then let's talk tomorrow." He shrugged, looking ahead at the flowing waters. "Besides I'm already sobered up. I'm fine now."

"Jungkook... you seriously won't eat this sandwich?" He questioned, looking at him sadly.

Jungkook slowly turned to look at him, saying nothing. Neither of them said a word as they kept staring into each other's eyes.

After a long while, he collected the sandwich and took a bite of it.

"Happy?" He asked, taking another bite.

Jimin smiled, nodding his head like a child who was asked to get ready for a trip to meet Santa Claus. "Yeah."

Jungkook sighed, chewing on the sandwich slowly. "I... I can't remember the last time I ate something like this."

"Wait, really?"

"Hmm. I hate eating at home because every food made was by Dohwa..."

"Dohwa... you mean your mother?"

He nods. "Dad loved her food so much and...so did I. We ate like a happy family but the day dad died, I knew we were no longer happy family. I became distant from her. I hated anything that have to do with her. Her food, her voice, her touch, her smile... everything. I wanted her to feel every pain I feel. I wanted her to be sad and probably die in that sadness." He took another bite of the sandwich. "Turns out she wasn't even the one with dad that night when he died but me. I keep asking myself... should I hate myself for not remembering that night? Should I treat myself just as I've treated her? I wanted to find a way to come clean to her and apologized but... something happened... she knows who the murderer is, Minnie." He stared at Jimin. "That woman I call my mother knows who the fuck killed her husband... she knows who is threatening her son... she knows how hard I'm beating myself just because of this case and yet she refuse to say a thing about this psychotic murderer. She chose to protect them." He sniffed, looking away from Jimin.

He is preventing himself from crying in front of him. Jimin could see it.

He was going to placed his palm on his back but decided not to, as he pulled down his hand to his side.

"No matter how much I hate her... I still don't want her to be the murderer. I want her to come clean to me. I want her..." He couldn't hold it in any longer.

Jimin watch him cry.

Jungkook cried, pouring out of his feelings.

He was in pain... just like him.

He was broken... just like him.

He needed answers... just like him.

They were two different people with similar problems.

His aunt kept him in the dark then died without revealing any damn thing to him. And Jungkook's mom? She was also leaving her son in the dark, refusing to tell him what she knows.

But why?

Why are they keeping the identity of the murderer unknown?

What are they afraid of?

He wrapped his arms around Jungkook and hugged him, patting him on his back, softly.

It breaks his heart to see him this way.

He wish he could help.

He wish there is something he can do to take all of the pain away.

But couldn't.

He has a bigger problem of his own.

But who knows, maybe they could both heal each other by being together.

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"Is this necessary?" Jungkook asked rolling his eyes.

"Of course. We need to lessen our burden and by doing so, we need to get away from our comfort zone." He said, smiling. "And besides I don't want to see you cry again."

"I told you, I wasn't crying. It's the alcohol."

"Oh. The alcohol. But you still cried." He laughed.

"Shut up."

"Why are we here exactly?" He asked, stuffing his hands into his pants pocket.

"I've always wanted to see wild creatures of the world." Jimin said, going over to buy two tickets.

"You could have gone by yourself."

"I don't want to go alone."

"Your servants would have gladly come with you." He said, following him from behind to get the ticket.

"I'm not safe with them, remember?" They got to the area where they could buy the tickets. "Two tickets, please." They handed him the ticket in exchange of money. "Let's get in."

He slung his arm on his and linked them, pulling Jungkook along with him inside the zoo.

"I hate this place." Jungkook groaned.

"Why? Besides you haven't come here before."

"Wait, who told you that?" He asked.

Jimin smiled. wriggling his brows at him. "I have my ways, prince charming."

He shook his head. "Don't call me that."

"Why?"

"It reminds me of the note I received."

"You received a note too?" He nodded his head. "But how...why will the both of us receive notes from two different murderer? What did the note says?" He asked him.

"Are we here to see those ugly looking animals or we are here to solve crime?" Jungkook asked him.

"Oh. That's true. Let's go."

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*NAMJOON*

"How...how is this possible? How can Jimin be the witness?" He asked himself, staring down at the laptop screen. "Does this mean that the murderer who killed Mr Jeon is the person who killed Jimin's parents and aunt?" He was still pondering on the situation at hand when he suddenly heard the sound of the door and some footsteps.

Namjoon quickly pulled out the flash drive and went to hide under a desk.

"Look around for anything that might implicate the boss." A voice ordered, walking inside the study room of Doctor Woong.

"Do you think he will keep anything here?" Another voice asked.

"Do you have any other place to suspect?" The earlier voice asked.

"No. I will look around."

Namjoon heard footstep approaching the desk he was hiding, he placed his palm over his mouth in attempt to stop any sound from coming out.

The footstep stopped, the person was standing right in front of him now. He couldn't see the face but he was could see the shoe of the person.

It was a unique shoe, because of the sign imprinted on it, it wasn't just any sign but a sign of membership.

It was just his initiative so he can't be so sure.

But what exactly were they looking for?

"What if Hwasa didn't give him the footage."

"Then who else could be in possession of it?"

"Footage?" Namjoon whispered to himself, wondering what footage they were talking about.

"Could it be the prince?"

"I doubt. The prince knows nothing about what's going on. He might have been the witness of that case but he's currently useless. He remembers nothing."

*I have the footage of what happened fifteen years ago... if you need it go to the heart of the palace.* Hwasa's words flashes in Namjoon's mind.

Could that be the footage they are looking for?

What exactly does the footage contain?

What's on the footage that they desperately want to get?

"What if he's only just pretending?"

"He can't be. I'm keeping a very close watch on him. Although, I'm losing his trust because of that necklace..." The one who was standing in front of Namjoon started walking away from the desk, going close to the other one.

"What necklace?"

"The silver necklace, of course. They went to him."

"Hyunjin?"

"Yeah. Hyunjin. Hyunjin told them the truth... but trust me, I'm going to use it to my advantage."

"How?"

They heard a loud thump from the desk side, they both snapped their heads to the direction.

"What was that?"

"I don't know."

"Do you think we are alone?"

"Let me go check." One of them started walking towards the desk, bringing out her gun.

A beep was heard, there was a short silence until one of the girls spoke. "The boss wants us. We need to leave."

"Oh. Okay."

Minutes later Namjoon heard the door open and close, which meant that they were gone.

He slowly came out of his hiding spot and let out a deep sigh of relief.

His phone suddenly started ringing, he grabbed his phone and answered the call after seeing that it was Liam calling.

"Hey."

"Where are you, detective?"

"Out. Busy. Why?"

"The chief wants to see you." He said.

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"You can't ask me to stop, sir."

"Why can't I, detective Namjoon? This case have been stopped years ago so give me one reason why you decided to continue it."

"The deceased son asked me to go with the investigation." He replied.

"And what about the mother?"

"What?"

"What about the wife of the deceased? What did she say?" Namjoon didn't say anything. "I thought as much. Listen, you have to drop the case or else..."

"You will get me fired like you got Mr Samuel."

"Excuse me?"

"Was it Mrs Jeon who asked you to tell me to stop the case?"

"Detective Namjo..."

"What if I refuse?" Namjoon cuts him off.

"What?"

"What if I refuse to stop the case, will I get fired?"

"Stop the case, Namjoon. It's for your own good."

"I can't. I promised the son that I won't stop searching until I find answers, sir. And_"

"You left me no other option, Namjoon. You have been suspended."

"You don't mean it."

"Here is your suspension letter. You are suspended for three months." He handed the letter over to him. "This is for the best, Namjoon. For everyone's best."

*****

Namjoon angrily stormed out of the chief's office and walked to his desk, he started packing up all of his things into a box.

Soo and Liam walked towards him, looking sad and worried.

"Did he fire you?" Soo asked, helping Namjoon to pack.

"He suspended me." He answered.

"Gosh. But this is wrong. You are not doing anything wrong so why the fuck will he suspend you?" Liam questioned.

Namjoon shrugged. "Because he was asked to tell me to stop?"

"No one have the right to put an end to the investigation. Especially when the son is in support of it."

"And the mother?" Namjoon asked.

"Is she not in support? I mean, it's her husband we are talking about here." Soo stated.

Namjoon let out a sigh, staring down at the suspension letter. "To her, she is trying to protect her son from the murderer but little does she know she is only protecting them."

"What are you going to do now? Are you going to stop?" Soo asked.

"I've come too far to stop, guys. I won't stop until I bring this murderer to court."

"But you can't work while on suspension." Liam reasoned out.

"I can't. But you both can. And hey, I can still investigate things in my house, or is that right violated?"

"Are you sure it's going to be a good idea?"

"What else do you think? Doctor Woong died while giving me a piece of information. I can't let his death be a waste."

"Wait, Doctor Woong is dead?" Soo asked.

"Hmm. And I also found something that will help us in this case but first, I will have to look through the files Mr Samuel brought to me."

"Mr Samuel?" Liam asked.

Namjoon smirked. "I might not have the chief, some detectives or the mother on my side but I have Doctor Woong, Mr Jeon, the prince's parents, Hwasa, You guys, Jungkook and the crown prince on my side. So you see, I'm unstoppable." He picked up the box and smiled at the both of them. "I might be suspended but we still have things to do. See you guys." He turned to leave but Liam stopped him by asking him a question.

"Where are you going to now? Home?"

"Not yet. I need to give someone my piece of mind."

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TBC