"Mr. Jin, is there a problem?"
Seeing Gu Ji staring into the central rearview mirror, Cui Ridou asked subconsciously.
Gu Ji squinted his eyes, "That car has been following for a long ti, hang on."
As soon as he finished speaking, he floored the gas pedal, quickly distancing himself from the black Hyundai sedan. After a few traffic lights, he shook off the "tail" cleanly.
An hour and a half later.
He finally arrived at Park Baoi’s house.
Due to the RS incident, all colleges nationwide have implented shutdowns, so students are basically studying at ho.
Park Baoi’s house was located south of the city of Pingze, in a secluded alley, surrounded by a courtyard.
Gu Ji knocked on the door.
Imdiately, the sound of a barking dog ca from the yard.
"Ham! Stop barking."
Gu Ji heard soone walking over from inside the yard, opening the door. It was a middle-aged woman wearing a gray long gown, her hair tied up, "Who are you..."
"Ms. Jang Mi-hee? Seoul Central District Prosecutors Office."
"Get out! You’re not welco here!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Gu Ji showed his credentials, Jang Mi-hee pushed them out, speaking while her eyes turned red with tears, "My husband is already dead, why are you still here!"
He knew that Park Jun-ryeol’s death was a big blow to the family, so he spoke softly.
"Mr. Park Jun-ryeol’s matter, I’m very sorry about it. I’m here this ti because I have important questions to ask you, regarding the cause of your husband’s death."
"What?"
Gu Ji’s words instantly stopped Jang Mi-hee’s sobbing.
Eventually, she decided to let them in.
"Sorry, the house has been a bit ssy lately, make yourselves comfortable. Baoi, go get so hot water for our guests!"
"You’re too kind, madam."
Cui Ridou scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.
Park Jun-ryeol’s ho wasn’t bad; after all, being selected to work at the secret research institute of the US-Korea Joint Military Base, the salary and benefits must not be low.
A mont later, a young girl in a white blouse and skirt approached with a wooden tray.
Seeing Cui Ridou, she let out an "Ah," almost spilling the kettle full of hot water.
"What’s wrong, Baoi?"
"Mom, he..."
"You must be Park Baoi, don’t be afraid, Cui Ridou is here to apologize to you," Gu Ji showed his credential again to identify himself.
Only then did Jang Mi-hee react.
It turned out that Cui Ridou’s earlier awkward expression was because he didn’t know how to face her daughter.
After she gave him a side-eye.
The four sat around the living room coffee table.
Gu Ji got straight to the point, briefly summarizing the doubts about the cause of Park Jun-ryeol’s death that he had just discovered, though he didn’t ntion it was the military who acted.
"So could you two think carefully, did Park Jun-ryeol leave you any ssages recently?"
"No, my husband seldom let take care of him. Since RS started spreading, he wouldn’t even let visit him in the hospital."
Jang Mi-hee shook her head.
"Dad he..." At this ti, Park Baoi suddenly rembered sothing, hesitantly twirling her forefingers in front of her abdon, she glanced at Cui Ridou.
"Don’t be afraid, I’m a prosecutor," Gu Ji noticed her hesitation and quickly reassured her.
"When I visited him in the hospital, he once told to make sure to protect the piggy bank."
"Piggy bank?"
"Yes, that piggy bank was a birthday gift my dad gave when I was in elentary school, but I haven’t used it for many years, so I wonder if he was trying to tell sothing?"
After speaking, Park Baoi went to her bedroom and brought back a small rabbit ceramic piggy bank.
Gu Ji took it and examined it carefully, but saw no clues.
"Can I..."
"Sure."
With Park Baoi’s permission, Gu Ji smashed it, and coins scattered all over the floor. However, amongst the shiny coins, he noticed a black mory card.
With keen eyesight, Gu Ji quickly picked it up.
"Have you ever seen this thing?"
"No."
Park Baoi shook her head.
He stared at the mory card, eyelid twitching.
It seems that what the military was looking for was this, probably sothing Park Jun-ryeol recorded early on, took away, and hid in his daughter’s piggy bank.
Maybe he discovered so atrocious deeds in the lab, or maybe he just wanted an ace up his sleeve to prevent the military from turning on him one day.
In any case, the military must have found traces.
They searched everywhere but found nothing, so they shifted suspicion onto the case’s person-in-charge, "Jin Zhijiu."
"Besides this piggy bank, did your dad say anything else?"
"Hmm..."
Park Baoi tilted her head, recalling for a mont, then a lightbulb went off, "I rember, he said during the incident, he seed to see soone with a black hood."
"Black hood?"
Gu Ji understood.
Indeed, it was just as he analyzed, the lab explosion was caused by an outsider’s attack.
But wearing a black hood wasn’t much of a criminal characteristic, after all, no one would be stupid enough to reveal their face while attacking a military zone.
Just as he was about to leave Park Baoi’s house.
For so reason.
A shadow flashed through his mind instinctively.
The leader of that terrorist group at the Laird Airport checkpoint!!
If the "black hood" that Park Jun-ryeol ntioned was indeed a characteristic, then the one who left the deepest impression on Gu Ji was Cohen, the one who led the terrorists attacking the airport during the first breakthrough!
During that ti, the second round, before Sam sabotaged him.
The first ti he saw Cohen he felt sothing was off; all of his subordinates had their faces exposed, but only Cohen himself wore a black hood.
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