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PASSCODE #Blood parcel fic

There is a human truth hidden behind those eyes.  

A mirror reflects the unclean actions of humans.

A depraved mind is kept deep within the mind.

#Blood parcel fic

{ Winter Dark Theme }

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The hands on the beautiful gold dial indicate the passage of time until the appropriate time has passed.  The owner of a gold watch in a stylish black leather coat walked onto the street where snow had begun to fall in the evening.  The chaotic atmosphere of the big city in the evening did not cause the mysterious figure to feel irritated. His face beneath the wide-brimmed hat smiled in a good mood.

A large, clean white building sits between a bustling convenience store.  The wrists under his coach's shirt gripped a cardboard box the size of his hand tightly. He tapped the snow off his boots a few times before stepping into the large building.

post office

"What are you contacting? "  As he had done all day.  The beautiful female employee standing in front of the counter spoke up.  Smiling and welcoming the last customer of the day happily.

"Send a package. "

"I don't know who it's to.  Which place? "  The young woman did her job well and did not fail.  He reached out and took the heavy package into his hands.  The smell that wafted out caused the girl to furrow her brows in confusion.  Is this with rice?

Why do you send things like this?

"Have you arrived yet? "  It was the voice of the senior department head. Sunggyu greeted.  Before Gyu walked over and took the parcel from the girl's hand and held it.

"I'm sorry.  I just recently came to a new job, so I don't know much about it. "  Sunggyu talked intimately with the man in the coat because he had come here on the same day and time.  Makes Gyu, who was always at the shop, remember it fondly.  The last male customer of every Friday.

"nevermind "

"Ah 203 Joker Condo  Hongdae area, right? "

"yes "

"Recipient name  I'm Jang Hyun Seung. "

"yes "

"and address the envelope from ............"

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The person you know who

This is clearly crazy.  A psychopath who likes to send packages every Saturday morning.  The things sent in the package make some of the owners of the names of the recipients nauseated every time they see them.

human organs  that was stuffed into the scene and wrapped in plastic very carefully, as if to take care of it

Tells the story of the kindness of those who did it well.

Three months after this terrifying encounter  Junhyung  A doctor at a famous hospital, his lover.  Trying to find every way to stop these horrifying stories but unable to succeed.

Because of what?  This kind of bastard still exists.

It continues to send the same packages.  Address the original envelope.  with the note paper that was inserted into the rotting corpse

"Corpse number 890 "

The point-hunting killings continued.

Hyunseung held the bloodstained card tightly in his hand.  Throw it on the ground  A pair of beautiful eyes trembled.

How can I stop killing people?  Why did it have to be for him to be aware of other people's deaths?  What's wrong with him?  How can I catch it?

The sound of a sports car parked in front of a small house  Dr. Junhyung, dressed in a robe, stepped out of the car gracefully and quickly approached his lover who was trembling at the front door.

"Hyunseung, what's wrong with you?  Has it come again? " Junhyung said in a deep voice.  frowning in dissatisfaction  I felt angry at myself every time I wasn't with my body and every time I received that crazy package.

"vigorous  I'm afraid of Joon-hyung.  I am afraid "  Hyun Seungsop exhaustedly cried out as if he was dying.

"It's okay, I'm here.  I'm here with you. "  A tall figure gently hugs and comforts his lover.  Pressing a soft kiss to please my hair.

"I don't know why they do this, but I'm afraid.  afraid of it " Hyunseung's hands were shaking and his voice was muffled.  His small nose was red from crying.

"OK, don't be afraid.  I'm here. Tomorrow we'll go see Dongwoon. "Junhyung sighed.  He himself had been stressed about this for a long time.  When will these things disappear from his life?

Because there is no evidence to know where the parcel was sent from.  Dongwoon, a young and energetic policeman, is a close friend of Joonhyung who has been following this story since the beginning. Could not find any evidence to identify the murderer.  He and Hyunseung had to live with the stress that had been building up all this time.

"I think it's both crazy and psychotic. "  Dongwoon's voice rang out in a public park in the middle of the city.

"Well, I feel sorry for my wife. "  Junhyung said in a stressed tone.  His brows furrowed until his handsome face was completely wrinkled.

"I know, but there's no damn evidence at all. "  Dongwoon raised his coffee mug and took a sip.  Before he caught sight of Hyun Seung who was walking with his lover Kikwang.  Some of them laughed and laughed until Dongwoon smiled faintly.

"During this time, I looked at the CCTV cameras at the post office to see if there were any suspicious people, but there was no one. "

"Please help me keep looking. "  Junhyung answered with an irritated voice, annoyed that some idiot from some unknown place was messing with Hyunseung's head until his once bright figure began to become depressed.

"I know, trust me, I'll definitely catch you soon. "Dongwoon accepted his words firmly.  The eyes shine with seriousness.

Either way, he had to catch the culprit.

Thursday night  23.00

Heavy snow tonight  Someone steps out of the house in the middle of the night wearing a big coat.  Beautiful shoes led him to a small road in the village.  Leave behind footprints that tell the story of the owner.

Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock

A late night knock on the door surprised the homeowner.  A middle-aged woman left the big TV screen before opening the door to reveal a mysterious figure.

"Bay  I thought someone came in first. Ugh. "

Before he could speak, the middle-aged woman fell to the red floor of the house.  The crimson blood spread out in a wide area.  The knife edge was firmly planted in the heart's position. His eyes widened.

Never thought that something like this would happen to me before.

Why  Why do you do this?

The image of the murder in front of the house was reflected on the floor from the TV.  Smiling coldly, the murderer pulled out a knife and slit the unfortunate woman's throat.  before calmly cutting the organ into sections  Consider and choose carefully.  Before stepping foot out of the house

Immediately, a noise from downstairs called for the husband, who was on the second floor, to come down to his lover.  The sight that he saw made his illness immediately flare up.

"Oops!  Taehyun " The middle-aged man fell down. Hold your hand over your heart.  A pulse beats quickly before disappearing.

Silence returned after the incident just moments before.  The footprints of the perpetrator faded as the wind blew the snow to cover them.

"That's not true, Mom. "

"What does it say on the card? "  Dongwoon invites Joonhyung to talk in the parking lot behind the funeral of his friend's lover's parents.

"It says corpse number 891 and on the back of the card it says NEXT Yoseob "

"Yoseob is unlucky.  What should I do? "

"I don't know, it's all messed up.  These days, Hyunseung doesn't eat or sleep. "

"I'll go escort you home.  You call this fucker to take Yo to your house for a while. "

"Oh, it's good that it will be convenient for you too. "

Junhyung clicked his tongue in thought.  Who is playing this crazy game with Hyunseung?

Three weeks after Yoseob came home, Hyunseung's mind seemed to be more relaxed.  Yoseob's little body took Hyunseung to go shopping at a famous shopping district. Talking like friends made Hyunseung so happy that he forgot about everything.

"Hey Hyunseung, on Wednesday we asked to see the postal security camera.  Take Dongwoon's subpoena and ask to see it. "  Yoseob suddenly spoke up, effectively catching Hyunseung's attention.

"Will he let me see it? "  Some of them answered with uncertainty.

"I give in.  If you get Dongwoon's subpoena. "

"Why do you think it will be near this area? "

"I don't know.  I want to do everything to make you comfortable, Hyunseung. "  Yoseob's serious words brought tears to his eyes.  Because Yoseob is both cute and good-natured, he loves Yoseob more than anyone else.

"So can I go today? "

"No, the post office is closed.  Moreover, I have to be a trainer abroad. Come back on Wednesday, have you forgotten? "  Yoseob laughed before running and dragging Hyunseow home with him.

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Wednesday 18 .00

Because today he can't do Yoseob.  or even Dujun Hyunseung then takes Dongwoon's search warrant and asks to see the photos from a nearby postman.

"Too bad Junhyung managed to get an emergency case. "

Hyunseung grumbled before Gyu's cheerful voice sounded out.  

"We checked and didn't find anything suspicious. "

"So, thank you. "

"Wait a minute.  But there are times on Fridays where people regularly deliver things. "

"Huh?  Who? "  Gyu's words gave Hyunseung hope.  Who?  Is that right?

"I don't know his name.  But he likes his envelopes to be addressed to someone you know who. "

Gyu's answer made Hyunseung tremble.  Yes, really.

Is it this close to him?

afraid  So scared

"Uh  You can come see me on Saturday afternoon.  When I come in the afternoon, I will turn on the camera for you to see again. "

Thursday night  23.00

Someone got out of bed in the dark.  The late night shadow reflected on his body through the large mirror.  The hidden blade was used again.  When the time comes to visit

Hyunseung stares intently at the CCTV footage.  Because he rushed out to see Yu early in the morning.  So he didn't pay any attention to the package that was placed in front of the door.  Because he arrived earlier than the appointed time, he had to sit and wait quite a bit.

Camera footage flashed back and forth of a man in a large coat.  The gold watch on my wrist looked familiar when I picked it up.

Hyunseung's eyes widened in shock. That coat  

If I remember correctly

Junhyung's !

Some people fell back in shock.  Feeling afraid of the sudden truth

Why did Junhyung do this to him?  Had Junhyung been fooling him all along?

Beautiful eyes with tears streaming down their faces  Raising a delicate wrist, he suppressed another sound.

Why

Junhyung is a psychopath?  untrue  untrue

"Hey! "  Gyu's voice called out Hyunseung from his trance and he looked at the screen again.  The murderer in the black coat looked up at the security camera before giving him a sweet smile.

Let the familiar face highlight the sad reality

The face of a murderer

The face of the person Hyunseung had always been looking for.

It's not Junhyung, it's him.

Faded  Hyunseung !!!!

The small card attached to the package looked familiar.  There were words written in black ink, beautiful ink reflecting on the blood colored paper.

Corpse number 892  

 NEXT Yong  Junhyung

END

#Blood parcel fic

Speical PART

The day is one thing, the night is another.

The words of the doctor who analyzed my condition rang loud and clear in my mind.  Doctors call it

Two personalities

I don't know what my other personality is at night.  But I only know that everyone around me must die.

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