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The next morning, the news of Song Yuna's death spread like wildfire across the city. The press labeled it as "The Red Lady Murder," a name that stuck and haunted Seoul's elite. But beneath the sensational headlines, Kim Joon remained focused, already unraveling the threads that bound this mystery together.
He sat in his office, the rose from the crime scene now placed in a clear evidence bag in front of him. It had been examined, but there was nothing unusual about it. No fingerprints, no DNA traces. Just a single, perfectly fresh rose.
"Who leaves a rose like that?" Joon mused out loud. He leaned back in his chair, his mind swirling with theories. This was no random act of violence. Whoever had killed Song Yuna had done so with precision and intent. But why?
He glanced over at the board he had set up in his office, where photographs of Song Yuna's body and the crime scene were pinned alongside her personal details. Her background was frustratingly thin—her parents had died when she was young, she had no siblings, and her social connections seemed more like acquaintances than friends. She had worked as a freelance art curator, often traveling abroad for exhibitions. But something didn't sit right with Joon. How did someone with such a low profile end up in the middle of a high-profile murder?
His phone buzzed, pulling him out of his thoughts. It was Officer Park. "Detective, we found something."
"What is it?"
"A connection. Song Yuna was last seen at an exclusive party two nights ago at the Haneul Club, a private members-only establishment. The guest list includes several high-profile names, and one of them is a man who matches the description of the person in the photograph we found."
Joon's interest piqued. "Who is he?"
"His name is Han Seung-min. CEO of HanTech, one of the biggest tech firms in South Korea. He's a major player in both business and politics. But here's the thing—he's been off the radar for the last 24 hours. No one's seen or heard from him since Song Yuna's murder."
Joon's instincts flared. This was more than just a coincidence. "Meet me at the Haneul Club. I want to speak with anyone who was at that party."
As he grabbed his coat and headed out the door, Joon couldn't shake the feeling that the pieces of the puzzle were starting to come together. Han Seung-min wasn't just a guest at that party—he was part of something much bigger, something that would lead Joon into the darkest corners of Seoul's elite.
And somewhere in those shadows, the truth about Song Yuna's murder awaited him.
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