"Freeze! Dropped your weapon and put your hands above your head right now!"
Ryan instantly dropped his knees on the ground and raised his hands as instructed. Amidst this chaos, something caught his attention. There's a bloodied knife dropped beside him. His eyes widen in shock. What is that thing?What the heck is this situation? Ryan blinked his eyes again, redeeming the absurd sight he saw just now. Did he kill someone? The first time he was being transmigrated, he had, unfortunately, had been branded as a murderer by the police?"Seize him!" The same voice instructed. Hasty footsteps approached him, and someone forced him to lay above the dirty ground with both of his hands twisted behind his back. Two police officers wearing casual clothes apprehended him.Ryan is still in a dumbfounded state. He surveyed his surroundings, and his sight falls into a bloody figure of a young woman not too far away from him. The woman's eyes look lifeless and bulged out with her vein is almost popped out. How scared she felt when death is approaching her and cruelly robbed her breath of life? Who is ruthless enough stealing this woman's life?The woman's clothes are tainted with the blasphemy of red color, and she is lying in a pooling of her blood. Based on the bloodied knife, which is probably the murder weapon, the woman's death might be related to the severe blood loss due to multiple stab wounds."Fuck...!" Ryan cursed under his breath. He finally realized his terrible situation. For him, this situation is the worst.***Interrogation Room 1In his original world, he is the one who does the interrogation of the suspects. Instead of questioning the suspect like he always does in his old world, Ryan is the one who is wearing handcuffs. Right now, the two police officers adjacent to him keep staring at his face. Ryan ashamedly drooped his head. He had fallen too low! How could he, an honorable police officer detained in the interrogation room as a possible murder suspect?!No, this is a nightmare. This body of a person his soul currently transmigrated into is not a killer. Right? Oh, please! If he knows something like this will happen to him, he will not agree to that suspicious White Ball's suggestion. He loves to perish into nothingness or reincarnate into heaven or possibly hell.Boohoo, I hate you, White Ball. You throw me into this kind of situation, without any memories of the original! How can he confirm whether he is innocent or not?!(Pardon my tardiness, host. I will now be downloading the original's memories into your mind. Beware of slight pain.)Zap!"Urgh...shi..." Ryan bit his lips hard enough to draw blood when an intense pain assaulted his mind. He clutched his head. Slight pain? Are you kidding me, White Ball?! You almost split my head apart! Do you have some grudges against me?"Hey, you. Focus your attention on us, Mr. Zhang Wei." The officer with a fierce face said. His name is Alex Wang. Beside him is his superior, Derrick Lee.Derrick Lee had been observing Zhang Wei's expression since the beginning. Of course, with the perfect mask activated, Ryan only showed a confused visage with a hint of despair in his eyes. Even his slight cursing just now could be heard as an incoherent mumbling of a confused person.Ryan snapped back from his painful headache. He gives his focus to the fierce police officer, anticipating his following words."Zhang Wei, 27 years old, a doctor, and you owned your clinic in the City A, right?""Y...yes..."Ryan replied."Why did you appeared at the crime scene? Did you and the victim know each other?""She...she is, ah, that's not right. She was my girlfriend. We set an appointment to meet each other tonight at the playground because she needs to return something to me. We are supposed to meet each other at 9:30 pm. But, due to an unforeseen situation, I arrived thirty minutes later. I already informed her that I would be very late. I tried to reschedule our meeting, yet, she insisted even after I said I might arrive around 10 o'clock.""What kind of thing is so important to return, for her to wait thirty minutes, patiently?" Derrick Lee suddenly asked. "At night, eagerly at that?"Ryan's(Zhang Wei) face had visible red shades on both of his cheeks."That..."Seeing Ryan's reaction, Derrick Lee just nodded his head in understanding."I see..."Ryan is stupified. Huh? Does this man know?"What? What kind of thing?" Alex Wang glanced at his superior."Nothing. Just proceed, Old Wang." Derrick Lee dismissed his question.Alex Wang felt unsatisfied. However, he couldn't disobey his superior."After you arrived at the playground, did you see something unordinary?""I initially thought she had gone home because I didn't saw her anywhere. As I went searching for her, I stumbled upon her body and fall. Because of the shock of discovering a bloodied body, I tried to get away. And my hand suddenly touched something cold. That's when I grabbed the bloody knife. And, the rest is as you know. I heard a siren, and the police came. Arrested on the spot." Ryan scratched his head. Anxiousness is written all over his face. "I don't kill her, sirs! Please, believe me! We have broken up, that's true. However, we didn't do it out of hatred. It's due to our mutual interest. And, she is desperate to meet tonight because her new girlfriend will come visiting her tomorrow, and she needs to stash away her forbidden collection..."Derrick Lee wanted to laugh. If not because the situation is serious, and someone did die, he might laugh heartily."We did suspect you at first but relented. You had an alibi. The CCTV caught the silhouette of your car entering the playground around 10 pm. Your ex-girlfriend appeared around 9 pm, an hour before. She went out of commission after that. And, if the knife indeed had your fingerprint, the evidence is too circumstantial. Your hands, there's no wound. If you stabbed someone several times like that, you are bounded to injure your hands. Well, maybe you're wearing gloves. Even so, we didn't found anything suspicious on you nor your car either. You also didn't have time to hide the evidence since you get arrested on the spot.""Then, I can be released soon?" Ryan asked expectantly. His eyes are shining."Could be," Derrick Lee saw Ryan's eyes twinkling in excitement. His following words made the light dimmed out. Like a bulb is switching off. Ryan's glum face amused him. "Could be not."Ryan put his face on the cold table. His body exuded a gloomy aura. What a bummer. And, why did he think that he forget something important? Nah, if he cannot remember, then it is not important enough.The system had been watching its host from the sideline.Did the host forget about me? And his mission entirely? That is not possible, right? He didn't ask for the plots, nor he cared for his tasks? Did someone want to exchange his host with this system?
Please?
Author/Note: ( )-System speaking { }-Ryan speaking *** (Host, the plots, and the missions...?) White Ball tried to probe the host's mental state. {Can we discuss this silly matter tomorrow? I'm currently having a mental breakdown.} Ryan replied irritatingly. He is glaring at the innocent system. (But, host-) {Oh, come on. Have some common sense, please?! I'm already dead! Now, I'm talking with a mechanical system and forced to do unimportant missions for a nobody! Right now, my self-esteem is in grave danger! For me, being branded as a killer had the same effect as anyone facing the zombies for the first time! Can you, at least, tried to understand m
Ryan tapped his finger on the wooden desk. The rhythm of the finger tapping is slow when his thinking is in its optimum state. But, when he's thinking is in a disordered state, or when Ryan is in a stress condition, the tapping becomes faster and annoyingly loud. This tic is one of Ryan's bad habits that he cannot stop even after his soul changes its body. From his face, people usually cannot guess what is the man is thinking. However, his close friend and his coworker can gouge how deeper his thought trailed on based on the tapping of his finger. Ryan's face frown in a deep concentration. He stared at the pictures of some women that scattered on the wooden desk with great interest. You must be assuming in your heart that he is contemplating something vital and worth anyone's attention
A tall and muscular young man dressed in a stylish grey coat sitting comfortably in a bustling cafe. The cafe which is situating in the middle of A city had been crowding with customers since morning. It is one of the most popular attraction spots of this busy city. Cafe Au Latte. This handsome young man is currently be admired by the other customers in the cafe, mainly by the women. They have been whispering nonstop while looking at him excitedly. "Oh my god! He is so handsome!" "He's a model, no, a celebrity! I will be his passionate fan and follow him on social media!" "If I asked, will he gave me his name and his phone number?" The man is
MC: Han Ryan(28) An honorable(self proclaim), and an outstanding police officer with the highest arrest rate in the country. He chased after a famous serial killer for ten years and almost caught him. In the end, he, unfortunately, was killed by the said killer. He is a very passionate man that loves his work( women come second after that). Antagonist: Doctor Jackal/ J A famous serial killer that killed many women and men in MC's original world. He still killed people even after bounded himself to a dark system. He is a cunning and sly villain and acted possessive towards his toy(the MC). ML: Derrick Lee(27) The team leader of Investigation Team 1 and a chief Inspecto
(Host, the Female Lead is here. In this world, you are the stepbrother of the female lead, Zhang Mian. You do remember. Right? I already give you the plots.) White Ball's eyeing Ryan suspiciously after the system saw him avoiding eye contact. (Host, seriously? You didn't read them?!) {Why should I care about that green tea bitch anyway? If she wanted the heir position so much, she should improve her knowledge and work harder to prove her charms and good points. With this level of intelligence, no wonder their father ignored his legitimate daughter and focused more on his talented son. A jealous person is pitiful. They always blamed other people for their shortcomings. Don't they realized
Grandier Hotel. Room 3448(VIP Suite). Ryan looked at the trembling girl with an icy glare. He felt no pity for her, just repulsive contempt. Zhang Mian tried to diminish her sense of presence in the hotel room. Her torn and tattered white dress is hanging pitifully on her exposed body. Ryan ignored her miserable crying. Since he knows the pompous girl deserved it, he didn't felt the need to appease and coax her. "Father should know this matter," He indignantly said. "I think he's on the way here." Zhang Mian choked on her sobbing. "Older brother, please, no! Daddy will be angry and punish me severely for this!" She pleaded while in tears. "So, what is wrong with that?" Ry
Recap of the previous chapter. The meeting between the main character and Zhang Long. What is happening for them to meet in the hotel room? Did Zhang Mian do something improper to her stepbrother, which leads to her miserable ending? And, Ryan mentioned something about drugs. Did Zhang Mian drug him? Let's turn back the time to ten hours before the predicament took place. *** Ten hours ago, Zhang Wei's house. Ryan reads the message given by Jin Wei [in case you forget, Jin Wei is the bodyguard that served Zhang Wei. He is mentioned in chapter 8] for the third time. He looked at the expressionless system. With multiple creases appeared on his forehead, Ryan said in an adamant voice.
*** (Huh!) White Ball looked at its host with a superior feeling. (If you beg me for my forgiveness, I might reconsider myself to help you.) {Okay, okay! White Ball is undoubtedly the most powerful being in this world! No one can rival you, so, please help this helpless host! I beg you, my mighty system!} Ryan pleading the system shamelessly. (Hmph! It's good that you realized those facts sooner, host.) White Ball said in a gloating tone. {Take this pill. Since you beg me earnestly, I will not deduct your measly points. It's free of charge.) {Yes, yes, White Ball. Please forgive this silly host and his rude action before. You are right, and I'm the one on the wrong side.} Ryan tried very hard to appease the system's anger. Who cares about pride? Can you eat that thing? A pill is put in Ryan's mouth. He swallowed the pill unhesitatingly. As expected of the goods from ano
*Warning. Read at your own risk. Slight mature content. There were only three people inside the living room. Ryan and Hu Zhi Ming sat side by side on a big sofa while the house's owner sat on a single couch. He invited them for a drink. Two sets of tea were prepared in advance and placed in front of them. The steams were visible to the naked eyes. The sweet aroma of Chamomile tea dispersed in the air inciting saliva to drool. Ryan felt his throat parched. Before he knew it, he had already taken the cup and sipped out the content with gusto, completely forgotten that the tea was hot and steaming. Ryan coughed out and miserably spitting out the liquid. "Ah-Feng!" Hu Zhi Ming was a step too late in stopping him. He never realized that the man was too thirsty. He was oblivious of Feng Zheng's condition and unaware of his need. Hu Zhi Ming and Ryan were constantly moving for two hours, leaping up and down from one tree to another, before reac
They arrived in a secluded village, deep inside the mountain and surrounded by lush bamboo trees. The entry to the village is well-hidden behind the thick blanket of nature as cobwebs hang from one beam to another, creating the illusion of an abandoned city. Wild and long grasses covered the pathway, almost reaching their knees. It is a hassle to cross over the pile of over-grown weeds to step a foot on someone else's house. At first glance, the village seemed forsaken by humans. No sane people wished to stay inside a gloomy and deserted place, particularly one that lacked sunlight. The smell that wafted around was a bit disturbing. The incense smell was not the one that someone put inside the bedroom to help themselves fall asleep. Instead, it was the one used to make an offer to the dead. The thick and hazy smokes made their sight blurry and hazy. The scent induced numbness, causing Ryan to paralyze momentarily. He fell into a trap. He blinked his eyes multiple times, but what h
Ryan's heart was palpitating.The exhilarating feeling made him numb from shock, and he almost let out an excited squeal subconsciously.Ryan enjoyed this blissful moment.The world around him seemed to be in a frozen state, and the time had stopped moving.What kind of dream was this?He mindlessly pinched his cheek and flinched.The pain is real. The possibility of sleepwalking was not feasible. Ryan could no longer differentiate between reality and fantasy.No dream could be as realistic as the one he experienced right now.To think that such an unbelievable thing occurred to him right now had made him doubt himself.For sure, his soul had transmigrated into someone else's body. He also transmigrated into a world different from his modern setting world.Can anyone believe him?He was flying. He was indeed flying!It was memorable to mention such an absurd thing
No way. Is Long Yuan, Jihun? Ryan's clutched over Hu Zhi Ming's arm tightened. He had a war within his mind, redundant messy thoughts overflowed like a broken dam, and he started to doubt his instinct. Impossible. Such a thing is frightening! Hold on. Calm down. You needed to calm down first. He might be imagining it. Ryan tried to appease himself. All of this is an illusion. And a bad one at that. But, how could he accept that hoax when his subconscious reaction had told him otherwise. No matter how he tries to deny it, he cannot lie to himself. It was similar. It was the same feeling he got every time he and Jihun had their moment of encounter. There's no mistake about it. What kind of feeling does he get from this man? The answer is simple. It was the dreadful sensation he frequently felt when he went to stop Jihun's madness. It was so similar that he felt goosebumps all over his body. It was like
"Why did you cry?" Feng Zheng is crying, like a child, his eyes glistened with tears, and there's a trace of grievances within those wet pupils. Seeing him like this caused Hu Zhi Ming's steel heart to soften. "I'm sorry. Please don't cry." He was distressed when he saw Feng Zheng's grief-stricken eyes.He never once saw him cry miserably as this, not even when the late Emperor and Empress passed away. Right now, these heart-wrenching cries sounded very sorrowful, as if the whole world had wronged him.Feng Zheng curled even further, deliberately avoiding any skin contact with him. If he can drill himself into the sofa, bury himself inside it and never come out, he would like to do that. Nevertheless, he couldn't.Hu Zhi Ming felt perturbed. He didn't know where to put his restless hands. Hu Zhi Ming wanted to coax and console him and drive the misery away from Feng Zheng's heart. Yet, he is unable to do that. The victim refused him, evading his touch and affect
The end of the flashback.Ryan wanted to vomit on the spot. He felt dirty. As if his body got covered by the filth that stubbornly stuck on his body no matter how hard he scrubbed it.The original had stayed pure for his fiancee, believing in the beauty prospect of marriage. Yet, his innocence got robbed from him in the hands of a beast disguised in human skin. His dream, ruthlessly shattered to pieces like a broken mirror.For him, sex is nothing because every human has needs and desires. It's a human's basic instinct. But with the consent from both sides. If one side is unwilling, it will result in rape. He despised rape. He had seen many scenes in which all the victims had forced themselves to the verge of insanity. Some even committed suicide.Out of nowhere, Ryan felt something creeping from below to upward, starting from his toes. The unpleasant sensation crawled all over his skin, eliciting goosebumps to erupt. And, the tidal of turbulent emotions
*Mention of rape and suicide. Read with caution. Ryan curled on the sofa, both knees and arms folded in apprehension. He resembled a wounded animal who had been preyed on by a predator and forced to some corner, desperately protecting his dear life. He evaded Hu Zhi Ming's eyes and looked pensively to the floor. For a moment, he gave an impression of a wronged child that just got scolded by his parent. Hu Zhi Ming's eyes darkened. He cornered the petite man until his back hit the back of the sofa, caged in between his two strong arms that heavily pressed onto the armrests. He didn't leave any exit for Feng Zheng to retreat. If he left even one opening, Feng Zheng would treacherously avoid him again, and then, they will face the same stalemate. Feng Zheng su
Both of them tacitly move to the area behind the partition.Ryan's eyes swept over the tall man that obediently followed him like a chick trailing behind the mother hen. He said nothing but his burning gazes made his scalp numbed.Aigoo, if the look could kill, he might be underway to his death right now. Those scorching stares could even melt the hard steel into a puddle of liquid. That's how intense his gazes was.Can you stop looking at him like that?! Had it been Senior Su in front of him right now, he would already stab this person's eyes! He might even gauge the eyeballs out!However, the main point is he did not know him despite the man having the same face as his senior. He better put an appropriate distance between them before deciding what to do next.Overall, the man identically resembled Su Tae Hyung. The only difference was the color of his eyes, which gleamed with a luster of a gem, as beautiful as the blue sapphire stone. And, unlike
Ryan is sitting crossed-legs on the big bed. With his folded arms and he tilted his head, drowning and musing himself with an endless stream of questions without answers. He lifted his head and once again surveyed this unfamiliar bedroom. Where is this place? Did he transmigrate? Or was this merely a dream, and he was the only premier spectator? Even so, how come the dream setting is so realistic? That he doubted his five senses and kept pinching his thigh to force himself awake. Inevitably, he rubbed his bruise's thigh with a sullen expression. The skin is too delicate and fragile-looking, like a porcelain doll. Judging from his expensive outfit, lavishly furnished bedroom, and his exquisite appearance, he didn't think this original body's identity was a simple one. Was he a young master from a prominent and distinguished family? Also, why couldn't he unlock the hidden memories that lay safely within his mind? The memories are just within his grasp.