This matter is

AU fic

Please.

-Based on episode 57 a bit, but no spoilers (you'll have to read episode 57 anyway to know what really happened, haha)

-I don't know what to call it.

levihan

Is it possible? Because the writer likes these two to be close friends who trust each other more.

-This matter is like this.

one shot

Nothing much, just cute moments between these two. In the middle of a stressful atmosphere like in the story.

Miss Hansi

Become an evidence proof officer who began to change careers to do investigative work for the first time and became the head of the investigation department

Approximately 29 years old, still single.

workaholic (

A true workaholic

Hobbies: Traveling, watching animal documentaries, watching movies, playing a lot of games.

Mr. Reveal

Become a criminal buster He is a member of the investigation team.

Age 34, still single.

perfectionist(

Likes perfection) and is as workaholic as Mr. Hansi.

Hobby: Cleaning the house

Interested in cars and all types of extreme sports.

Has a mysterious childhood past

A childhood friend We've seen each other until we're bored since high school, university, and even when working, we're still in the same group.

Astonished at the incredible difficulty of the other party's death.

I hope you'll have fun.

themy butter

"Pleng!"

Reilly heard a cracking sound. At three o'clock one night The sound of glass falling on the tiled floor. It should be a living room.

It's right below his house. He had hardly slept all week, but his senses were still sharp.

Someone must have smashed the front window of his house. Maybe it was a thief who was both crazy and stupid enough.

The young man grabbed the pistol that was placed on the nightstand. And break through the darkness

The stairs were very steep, it was pitch dark, and his head was pounding from lack of adequate sleep.

Anyone who enters this house right now will be severely punished.

He thought as he descended the stairs. He saw a figure crawling on all fours where the glass had broken. Surrounded by broken glass

"Is it you yourself?"

The young man lowered his gun. He already knew who it was. From the green hoodie that belonged to the autopsy team during the bowling match.

It was a coarse, dark green sweater that was the most disgusting to the eye he had ever seen. But it obviously helped prevent Hansi Zoe from getting shards of glass that stabbed her in vital places.

The young woman appeared to have slammed herself hard into the glass of the front door of his house.

Until it broke and he soared in. Then he used his hands and feet to support himself. Hold it in that position.

"That damn door is out of luck," the woman said with a sigh.

“Why don't you call me to open the door?” He walked over and turned on the light. The living room is brighter.

No one dared to move. due to the fear that the glass shards would cut your hands or feet Reilly picked up a broom. Sweep the broken glass into another direction. To find a way to find the girl which trembles

"Ha ha ha," Hansi laughed tremblingly.

"Well, you're sleeping. Plus there was no spare key hidden under the carpet. Or something like that like other people do.”

"I wouldn't do something careless like that. Besides, how have you ever respected my personal time?" he said, kneeling there. Examine your friend's face in the light. Her face has a bit of mirror embedded in it. When the young man touched it Hansi turned away and pursed her lips tightly. But he made a threatening noise in his throat and rubbed his shoulder. To the palm of my hand that was beyond the sweater.

The glass shards cut him, leaving large wounds on both sides. The girl's jeans were wet with blood from the glass cut on her knee. beyond that Because the sneakers were really muddy. So there are no more scars. But what was there was enough to make the young man instantly recover from his drowsiness.

"Get up," he commanded her, pulling him up. The girl moaned as the movement shook her wound.

At that moment, he could smell the aroma of alcohol coming from her breath. He had a vague idea of ​​what had happened and what the young woman had come here for.

He was the only person who could understand her feelings.

A small part of his heart whispered again. It's him. That is the cause of her being like this.

When you think like that The young man suddenly felt a sense of responsibility. He was not in the mood to scold her at all.

When he half dragged her to the bathroom downstairs.

“Did you take a bath or something?” he asked, breaking the silence that had fallen. It seemed like they had switched roles today.

“After going to see the corpse. At first I didn't think to drink it. But I happened to have to escape from some dishonest people who tried to volunteer to console me. So I drank a big mug of brandy and showed off that thing. You can call it a bath."

"You're so stupid," he sighed, pulling up his sleeve. Then he grabbed the hem of his hooded shirt. Tried to remove it from the head. But Hansi shouted, "Hey, what are you doing?!!!"

“Noisy, what else do you have to be ashamed of? Do you think I haven't seen enough? Come on, raise your arms,” he said. They seemed to recall a similar high school incident at the same time. Hansi graciously allowed him to take off her clothes.

He turned on the water until the tub was full. While waiting for the water to fill up They sat on the edge of the tub. Use clean tweezers to lift out the broken pieces of glass one at a time. Starting from the hand

Hansi looked at him with big hazelnut colored eyes. Even though he concentrated on the wound, he could still feel it.

"Why does it always have to be you?"

"I've been asking myself this for many years too."

girl laughing Then the laughter turned into a bitter throaty sound. And then it was quiet again.

"Oh, let's just say...is it like this?"

"How is it?"

“Losing a subordinate...I didn't think it would be this bad. I think I've had enough of seeing other people die."

Reilly frowned, he remained silent, the atmosphere was so tense that Hansi could feel it. He knew from her eyes.

“You can punch me,” he said. “I took them out. Make it like this."

"I want to stay."

Reveal raised one eyebrow and Hansi smiled, "Just kidding. I mean, no, you wouldn't want it to be like this."

"It hasn't changed at all" because of the long friendship between the two of them. He had already thought that she would answer like this.

But it only made him feel even more guilty.

“I already trust you 100%. If someone is at fault It's the owner of those bullets."

"Why do you trust me so much?" He looked up at her. “I bet No one in the whole station would say something like that.”

"Because you're my friend," she replied simply, slapping his shoulder with her free hand. “You don't have to worry about me. Just hunting down the crazy person who did this kind of thing is enough.

He quickly pinched the shard of glass from her cheek. Taking advantage of the opportunity when that person leaned in and patted his shoulder. "Drink to get drunk. Then drive He ran and crashed into someone else's house window, naked. Won't you worry?"

"You're just being careless." Hansi's tears streamed down her face. "I don't trust you anymore!"

"Here, a piece of glass." Reilly handed her a piece of glass the size of a thumb. His expression didn't change at all. "Hurry up and take a shower. It's better to finish cleaning the wound before it gets scarred."

Hansi scooped water from Read to wash her face and wiped it with a clean cloth. As he knelt, he examined the broken glass on his knees.

“Because you've lost before. When I saw your face it was like saying to me, hey, look at that, he's the guy who lost all his subordinates in one day. But he can still fight. How strong is this? Just seeing your face makes me okay. If I finish taking a shower You can go to sleep now."

“Is this situation going to happen again?” He raised his head. Looking at her from a lower angle, "Sleep here."

“Oh, thank you. How can I repay you? With a good body?” Hansi let out a small laugh.

"Just pay for the window replacement," the young man said.

The girl immediately stopped laughing, “Alright, I can afford it easily. Next time, let's get a good grade. It's a little thick. Next time I jump into a crash, I won't have to deal with the pain again."

"Are you still going to jump on me? That's enough."

"...This is Reveal."

"What else?"

"The pain won't go away, will it?"

Reveal didn't answer, he just turned the shards of glass in his flesh around. To find a way to take it out

Because he had endured pain until he was used to it, what could be called toughness.

So she didn't cry out to him to annoy him. Except only when not setting up.

"I won't let them die in vain," Hansi said.

She was indifferent to him in the slightest. It's more like a young woman talking to herself. Brown eyes looked away. It's like looking through a wall. or ordinary things Go only for what you want to see.

"Tomorrow. I'm going to have to call a meeting with every unit. Everyone, you're going to have to tell me everything you know. About the mafia The murderer is or something like that I don't care what your past is.

We will hunt it down...I will do whatever it takes. But before that I have to go back and collect, yes, old case files. There must be them. Then I will..."

“Shut your mouth. There's nothing you can do now,” he said, even though he didn't have to look up to know that.

Hansi probably looked like he'd been slapped across the face.

"We haven't slept in almost a week. You need to rest." The sentence slipped through his teeth.

He intended for her to feel the weight of what he had to bear through that sound.

Hansi sighed. obey quietly He got up and carried his things away. Let her take a shower and take care of her own things. As for him, he went back to bed. Pull out more pillows and blankets.

The next day, I would have to clean up broken glass until my back arched. It wouldn't be possible to let Hansi sleep among the broken glass in the living room. She and he have been through a lot together. throughout life From elementary school, high school and university as well.

When it's all over They occupied each side of the bed. There were only a few hours left until dawn. Hansi whispered in the shadows.

"You're so kind."

"Hurry up and go to bed."

“You were especially nice to me. It's not because you feel guilty about me, is it?”

“No,” he answered immediately.

“Then that's good. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow,” she reminded him. Rolling closer

“Yes, the work we have to do is Change my living room mirror Then go to the funeral."

"You can't! That's too slow! Reveal rolled his eyes in the shadows. In summary, we don't know anything about what we've talked about here, right?

“You four eyes, everyone can't act rashly, it's over, this time they won. What we need now is an opportunity. Ask yourself first, are you ready for the opportunity? Today you've done more stupid things than I can handle. I won't let you waste your life on useless things. I miss those kids. I'm going to sleep.

I want to spread my eyes until the sky breaks as I please.” He turned his body in another direction.

Hansi was silent. Hearing only the sound of the two of them breathing, it was his, she right now had no way to be ready to wait for the opportunity. Good or bad, doing something right now would definitely be no different from putting your life on a plate for the other person to devour.

Those mafias have enormous influence over this state. There was technology that she had never seen before. Who can kill her friends in the blink of an eye right before Reveal's eyes. A policeman who is known as a golden expert in making arrests.

She has already finished crying. But this pain in my chest cannot be alleviated. What would be the worst promotion gift? It's like having an old subordinate killed on the day she was promoted to head of the investigation division.

She exhaled and inhaled the scent of the blanket...the clean scent of the morning sun. Reilly probably just picked it up when he came back from work. He's still the same person. As consistent as when they met in high school.

The way that makes you feel No matter what happens He was still happy to welcome her. No matter what your mouth says he is older than her colder than you And encountered worse things than you, but got through it. It can create warmth for those close to you.

Having said that, it's like....bro, no.

older than that

...Father ...or Uncle, Hansi smiled at the thought. She went on to say

"...Alright..I've thought about it carefully...about why it has to be you."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh His eyes were starting to be half closed.

"I don't know. But it feels good to be you, much better than being someone else."

Steady breathing is the answer...

It's gone quiet.

"Already asleep? ...So, er, sweet dreams."

Reilly opened her eyes.

"I trust you"? He repeated "Sweet dreams"?

He repeated the sentence he heard today. It was like an unspoken sentence given to him. It's not suitable for him. It's like the wind blowing across the surface of the water. Personally, he is a fish. ...There is no way to deliver it.

Because he had already lied to the owner of those words.

He was willing to trade his right hand to make up for everything he had done. Before he starts a new life in this path of justice

If only Hansi knew a little more about him. Will she dare to trust him? If she knew how he was related to the murderer who killed her subordinate.

If only she knew...