Walking out of the room, Su HaiTan who was smiling had made his way toward his car. The luxurious sport car that his grandmother bought was sothing he didn’t truly like. Perhaps because cars were always associated with accidents and his parents had died in an accident years ago when he was just three years old.
It’s a known fact that many children form their age from such young age and the first mory he could ever rember was visiting the hospital only to watch the adults around him looking frightened and heartbroken.
The face that struck in his mory the most was none other than his uncle, Su ngYan. His uncle was far too young back then. He was still fresh out of college, a young man in his twenties. His face was marred with a sense of hate as he had demanded for the person who was behind the accident to pay for their sins.
Unfortunately, the accident was ruled as an accident and though Su ngYan had always believed that soone was behind the accident, he was a coward. He feared that one day he would die like his sibling, fearing that if he dug too deep into the cause of the accident and found the cause, he would be the one targeted next.
Eventually his uncle beca reclusive. He strayed away from people, hiding, and fearing. His custody eventually fell too Elder Hua, the woman who was always kind to his parents while he never see his uncle too often other than days for celebrations.
This had always been the case, until one day, three years ago, his uncle seed to have changed his tune. He had tried to beco closer to him again, trying to form a bond but to Su HaiTan this was utterly useless.
The man who shared his blood, the sa one who had been too focused in his own grief and fear that he couldn’t care for a young boy, why would he be here now and pretend that he had always cared for his safety?
If that wasn’t enough, his uncle also had to point finger to Elder Hua, the grandmother who had raised him alone as his parent’s killer. He wanted to put an end to this once and for all, especially since Su ngYan promised not to bother him any longer as long as he tried to see the truth and investigate the death of his parents again.
Su HaiTan sighed as he stood outside the police station. With his arms crossed, he was simply annoyed with the thought that he have to open his parent’s case again. He had done it in the past and instead of comfort, he only felt even more frustrated by their death. Not wanting to nurse that sadness again, he had decided to never open the pandora box yet his uncle just had to open his sorest wound.
He tapped his finger as a detective then walked out, greeting him with a wide smile, "Young master Su?"
Su HaiTan, trained in pleasantry smiled, "Detective?"
"Yes! You can call Detective An," said the detective, "Soone share the sa surna as , it would be difficult for you to find in the building using my surna so you can easily call Detective An."
"I see, I suppose you have heard everything from grandmother?" He said as he walked inside the building which Detective An nodded in return.
"Of course! I was told to be here to make sure that everything would be smooth for your investigation." The detective lead him inside the police station and into the storage for all the old docunts and cases. He seed knowing as he pulled one of the box and then placed it over the desk where he showed everything to Su HaiTan. "There isn’t much since it was a case of drunk drive crash. I suppose everything is written here which we could look into it toge-"
DRING RING RING!
"I’m sorry," Detective An’s kind face imdiately turned filthy as he looked as his phone that had rung. He pulled his phone to his ears and heard the other person talking which annoyed him. He then clicked his tongue, ordering the other person, "It’s been the third ti and when we ca to the orphanage, there’s nothing that had happened there isn’t it? The caretakers have always been under a lot of stress for being accused but they’re a good person. What? Tsk, fine, I’ll co there stay still!"
Su HaiTan who had overheard the conversation didn’t ask much, only showing a brief smile. "You should go, Detective. I will need ti to look at all the cases either way."
"Really? Thank you so much, Young master. I’ll be sure to return as soon as possible."
"Don’t worry," Su HaiTan waved his hands and then watched as the detective left. He dropped his smile, stretching his back and then sat down at the table, pulling the docunt listlessly.
The person who had crashed to his parent’s car was a drunk truck driver. It’s known that the truck driver was an alcoholic with a long list of dostic abuse to his own wife. Eventually that fateful night he had drank more than recomnded, crashing his truck completely to his parent’s car that had drove slow and safely.
He had heard a lot about his parents. Like how Elder Hua wasn’t particularly close to his family but rather to his grandfather who had passed away when his parents were born. That was when Elder Hua took it upon herself to take care of his father and care for him like her own son. Though there were a lot of rumors about Elder Hua’s hatred toward won, Su HaiTan had never seen it.
He also never felt it, thus why he had always admired his grandmother who had took care of him and cared for him, rather than so people who accuse her for things she had never done.
His parents were living a normal life and had a normal occupation in the Hua Company until their passing. Both of them who had a dical background was particularly the best on their field. Not only were they good at their work and talented, they were also kind and loving, which was why when their death was announced, they could hardly think of a person who would hold a grudge and orchestrated their death.
But for so reason, only his uncle ngYan believes the opposite.
He claid that before their death, his father had called him desperately, telling him that there was sothing he desperately need his uncle to hide for their safety.
Whoever was behind that accident was indeed heinous but it could never be Elder Hua when his parents both were fond of her as much as she was fond of them.
He watched the picture of his parent’s car and sighed, feeling overwheld, "Nothing to see here." yet as he said so he had heard the sound of a faint rustle which captured his attention.
He had frowned, looking all around him suspiciously as he was sure that earlier Detective An had left the room and told him that today the storage room would only be available for them as the rest of the mbers in the building would be busy for a field day.
He could brush it off as his imagination if it was once, but this ti he could hear the sound of footsteps.
The sound was like a heel and he was sure of it this ti. Curiously, he dropped the docunt down, following the sound of the hell only to find a fragile back facing him. The woman had stood on her toes, her fingers trying to reach a case that was called "19xx caretaker". He eyed her quietly, studying her behavior and seeing her head that peeked to her left and right, he concluded that unlike him, she had sneaked into the building without anyone to notice him.
The woman’s hair that cascaded down her back was brown, her body elegant but at the sa ti apprehensive.
He knocked his knuckles on the tal shelf, his voice slipping that startled her at once, "A thief?"
Canary’s heartbeat dropped. She slowly turned her face, frowning when she saw Su HaiTan who she doesn’t recognize.
"Oh, you must be the guest called here. I’m not a thief, I’m a part of Detective Cha’s investigation team who was told to be here-"
"-Everyone is on a field day today and they aren’t allowed here unless it is from Detective An’s order."
Canary gritted her teeth and pulled the box of docunts to her hands, "You must have heard it wrong. Things happens and this is an urgent case. I have to go as soon as I have acquired this docunt, excuse ."
She pulled the box deeper to her embrace, about to walk to her left but notice that the fastest way was by walking to Su HaiTan’s path.
After clicking her tongue, she walked toward him, inching to the wall so she could pass by him when she suddenly felt the strong tug on her elbow, "That’s not nice. Stealing isn’t nice. You could have asked the Detective to-" before he could finish his words Canary’s leg had shoot upward, ready to knee his stomach.
In a haste, Su HaiTan guarded his body, gritting his teeth as her knee had kicked so powerfully if he had been a little bit later, he would have passed out.
"Shut the fuck up," Canary annoyedly pulled him by the collar and then threw him to the nearby shelf, glaring at him, "Do you think I will be stealing these docunts if any of the detectives in this building is a little bit trustworthy? This police station is famous for how easily each of them could be bribed to change evidence or erase it. It will be your own fault if you keep being naive and believing that asking them nicely would sohow allow you to get the real docunts."
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