The investigation room was dimly lit, casting long shadows across the table where Namjoon and Yoongi sat. Namjoon's tapping fingers echoed in the somber atmosphere as he fixed Yoongi with a sharp gaze.

"So, you were the last person who talked to him," Namjoon said, tapping on the table as it echoed in the somber atmosphere.

Yoongi rolled his eyes, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Oh, am I being accused of this crime too now?" he retorted, his sarcasm evident.

Namjoon leaned forward, his expression serious. "Because the security footage shows you were the last one seen talking to him before he disappeared," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

The investigation room was filled with tension, the air heavy with suspicion. Namjoon's gaze bore into Yoongi as he probed, "So, tell me. What were you talking about?"

Yoongi let out a frustrated sigh, his eyes rolling in exasperation. "He walked on the grass with his dirty shoes. So I told him to at least clean it," he replied, his sarcasm thinly veiling his irritation.

Namjoon's expression tightened as he continued, "Isn't it obvious that you were involved in both questionings?" The weight of the accusations pressed down on Yoongi as he realized the gravity of being linked to not just one, but two murder investigations.

"Oh come on, both times I was at the garden doing my work. What am I supposed to do when they were disturbing me?" Yoongi asked he pushed back against the accusations, his frustration evident in his tone, a hint of exasperation coloring his words.

Namjoon massaged his knuckles, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Thank you for the information. You can go now," he said, his tone implying the interrogation was over.

As Yoongi made to leave, he muttered under his breath, "Another kid asked about him though..."

"Who?" Namjoon inquired, a new sense of urgency creeping into his voice as the plot thickened.

"I don't know his name. He looks like a bunny. He asked me if I saw this Sehun guy," Yoongi replied, recalling the encounter.

"Is that the next guy who came to the garden?" Namjoon questioned, piecing together the sequence of events.

"Yeah," Yoongi confirmed.

"Jackson, call that boy immediately," Namjoon ordered, his tone firm as he instructed his colleague to bring in the individual who had been inquiring about Sehun. The investigation took a new turn as they delved deeper into the mysterious disappearance.

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The harsh overhead lights casting a cold glow over the girl sitting on the chair. Jackson's sharp gaze bore into her as he carefully questioned her about the grim discovery she had made.

"You saw the dead body first. Did you see anyone or anything suspicious there?" Jackson's voice was measured, seeking out any crucial details that could shed light on the macabre scene.

Her eyes flickered with a mix of shock and uncertainty as she shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper as she responded, "No."

"Why did you go to that section of the library?" Jackson's tone softened slightly, a hint of empathy lacing his words as he probed further.

"I was looking for a book for an assignment," she explained, the weight of the situation pressing down on her as she struggled to articulate her thoughts.

"I heard that you passed out. Are you alright?" Jackson's concern was palpable, his voice carrying a note of genuine care for her well-being amidst the chaos of the investigation.

"Yeah. Thank you for asking," she replied, offering a small but sincere smile in appreciation of the concern shown towards her.

"Sure. You can go," Jackson said, granting her permission to depart from the unsettling atmosphere of the interrogation room. As she left, a shroud of unease lingered in the room, leaving behind a trail of unanswered questions that continued to haunt both her and the investigators.

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Namjoon leaned forward, his gaze fixed on Jungkook as he began the questioning. "So, Mr. Jungkook. I heard that you asked the gardener about the victim this morning. Why was that?" he inquired, a note of suspicion coloring his tone.

Jungkook shifted in his seat, his expression guarded. "I had a book to give," he replied shortly, his voice betraying a hint of unease.

Namjoon raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "Aren't you a fourth-year student? Why do you have a fifth-year student's book?" he probed, digging deeper into the seemingly innocuous interaction that had taken place earlier that day.

Jungkook's expression remained impassive as he responded to Namjoon's questions, appearing uninterested or perhaps even disinterested in the line of inquiry. "I don't know either. When I opened my locker, I saw a book that wasn't mine, and it had his name on the name tag. So, I gave it to him," he explained, his voice devoid of any emotion.

Namjoon's gaze sharpened, searching for any hidden meaning in Jungkook's words. "You don't know how it ended up in the locker?" he probed, testing the veracity of Jungkook's claim.

Jungkook shrugged, his shoulders lifting and then falling casually. "No idea," he replied curtly, his nonchalant tone offering no further insight.

Namjoon's curiosity persisted as he delved into matters of their relationship. "Were you on good terms with him?" he asked, his voice tinged with a hint of speculation.

Jungkook arched an eyebrow, his features betraying a flicker of annoyance. "Why does that matter?" he shot back, his voice tinged with a touch of defiance.

Namjoon's gaze lingered on Jungkook, reading between the lines of his response. "Nothing. Your looks say otherwise," Namjoon remarked, a note of observation lacing his words. The atmosphere in the room crackled with underlying tension, hinting at a complex connection between Jungkook and the victim that was yet to be fully unraveled.

Jungkook's response held a note of honesty as he admitted, "To be honest, no. I don't like him."

Namjoon's curiosity was piqued, and he probed further, asking, "Why?"

Jungkook's features hardened, a flash of disdain crossing his face. "He wasn't a good guy," he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of bitterness.

Namjoon leaned back slightly, observing Jungkook's demeanor closely. "What made you say that?" he inquired, wanting to understand the basis of Jungkook's belief.

Jungkook's response held a touch of uncertainty as he replied, almost questioning himself, "Because he isn't?" His words lingered in the air, leaving a sense of intrigue and complexity surrounding their relationship.

Taking note of Jungkook's dislike for the victim, Namjoon jotted down a few quick observations on the notepad in front of him. His eyes briefly met Jungkook's gaze before he finally said, "Hmm, you can go now." Namjoon continued to observe the boy as he made his way out of the investigation room, mentally piecing together the puzzle of emotions and motives in the ongoing case.

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Y/N's footsteps faltered as she walked past the office, a glimmer of curiosity catching her attention. She paused, her ears perking up, as she overheard a hushed conversation taking place inside.

"What did that Jungkook guy say?" a voice inquired.

"He went to him to give a book which he found in his locker," another voice responded, the tone tinged with intrigue.

"Found?" questioned the first voice, a note of surprise evident in the word.

Y/N felt a ripple of unease wash over her. Her mind raced with questions, contemplating the significance of the conversation she had chanced upon. She discreetly lingered close to the office, straining to catch any further fragments of the discussion.

"Yeah. He said he didn't know how it ended up in his locker. And he confirmed that he wasn't on good terms with the victim," one voice explained, hinting at a potential motive.

The second voice responded with a note of curiosity, "Isn't he the last one who saw him?"

"Yeah, I think so," confirmed the first voice, their words shadowed by a growing sense of suspicion.

"But the body was found in the evening. He saw him before class, right? Why didn't anyone see him after the morning?" pondered the second voice, highlighting a peculiar gap in the timeline.

"I am thinking about the same thing," Y/N whispered to herself, her mind racing with the possibilities.

"Do you think it's him?" the voices inside the office questioned, their words heavy with suspicion.

"Don't know. We have more people to interrogate," Namjoon's voice responded, his tone hinting at the need for further investigation and caution.

Feeling a surge of unease, Y/N swiftly pivoted, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she had to leave before she was caught eavesdropping. Hastily, she made her exit, her footsteps quickening as she hurriedly distanced herself from the office, leaving the conversation behind. The weight of the revelations she had overheard settled upon her.

'As Y/N walked away, her mind raced, processing the pieces of information she had gathered. The revelation about Jungkook giving a book to the victim intrigued her. She pondered the connection, recalling her own visit to the library earlier.

"Jungkook gave him a book? Oh, is that why he went to the library? But I didn't see any book with him," she thought, her mind trying to fit the puzzle pieces together. Confusion melded with concern as she wondered what this exchange of books could signify.

Her thoughts then drifted to the revelation that Jungkook and the victim were not on good terms. Questions fluttered in her mind like restless butterflies. "Why? What could have caused their discord?" she mused, feeling a sense of unease coiling within her.

Y/N's instincts stirred, whispering that something was amiss. The pieces of the puzzle were starting to come together, hinting at a hidden truth which doesn't want to believe.

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"You didn't realize the CCTV in the library was not working?" Jackson directed his question towards the person in the interrogation room, his tone laced with curiosity and suspicion.

Jin squirmed slightly in his seat, his voice tinged with defensiveness as he replied, "No, how many times do I have to tell you? When I checked it in the morning, it was working perfectly fine."

Jackson narrowed his eyes, his gaze scrutinizing his reaction. "Who else has access to the control room?" he inquired, aiming to uncover any potential breaches in security.

Jin hesitated for a moment before responding, "Only me and Jaemin have the access code to the control room."

Jackson took note of the response before delving further into the investigation. "Who were all usually present in the library?" he probed, hoping to gather any information that could shed light on the events leading up to the incident.

He wracked his brain, trying to recall the regular occupants of the library. "It's usually students, faculty members, and occasionally some visitors," he answered, his tone filled with a mix of uncertainty and contemplation.

"Did you see anyone unusual like that today?" Jackson questioned, his voice sharp and probing.

"No. I wasn't there today," he replied, his tone holding a hint of detachment.

Jackson's brow furrowed as he continued his line of inquiry, "Where did you go?"

"I went to get some books. Jaemin was the one in charge today," Jin explained, a note of certainty in his words.

Realizing that Jin's absence from the library left him unable to witness any unusual activity, Jackson nodded, acknowledging the information provided. "Oh, okay. You can go now," he said, indicating that the interrogation was over for the time being.

As Jin left the room, Jackson made a mental note of the details shared, attempting to weave together the threads of the investigation in order to piece together the truth behind the mysterious events that had unfolded in the library.

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Namjoon sat across from the boy in the room, the harsh fluorescent lights casting a clinical glare over the scene. Despite his youth, his gaze was steady, his expression composed as he awaited Namjoon's questions.

"Mr. Seokjin mentioned you were in charge of the library today," Namjoon began, his voice measured.

Jaemin nodded, his posture relaxed. "Yes, that's correct."

Namjoon studied his demeanor, searching for any hints of nervousness or deceit. "Did you notice anyone suspicious while you were there?"

"No," Jaemin responded as he shook his head, his voice offering no further details.

Namjoon leaned forward, his eyes fixed on the librarian. "Can you recall if you saw the victim earlier this morning at the library?"

Jaemin nodded, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. "Yes, I remember seeing him talking with someone."

Curiosity piqued, Namjoon asked, "Do you have any idea what they were discussing?"

Jaemin hesitated, trying to recollect the scene. "I couldn't make out the details, but I did notice the other person handing a book to him during their interaction."

Namjoon scrutinized the librarian with a raised eyebrow. "How come you remember the incident so clearly? Do you have a close relationship with the victim?"

He shook his head. "No, it's because I know the person who was talking to him, Jungkook. We are acquaintances, so it caught my attention and stayed in my memory."

Namjoon nodded appreciatively. "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Jaemin. You are free to leave now," he said, acknowledging the librarian's assistance before he exited the interrogation room.

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Argh, this is so boring.

Jungkook is so suspicious. What do you think?

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Q) I don't know what to ask anymore...