Villain, Let Me Touch You! - Chapter 67
“What are you talking about!”
Bang.
As Helios slammed the desk forcefully, all the items bounced up at once.
A chill radiated off him. It was cold enough to turn a tropical rainforest into the Antarctic in an instant.
Vincenzo squeezed his eyes shut.
Helios let out a long breath, as if to calm his anger.
“Let’s get to the police station. Explain everything to me on the way there.”
Helios donned his coat and grabbed the Phoenix, the legendary sword and symbol of the First Knight Commander. The First Knight Commander only wielded the Phoenix in response to war or civil unrest.
“Your Highness, don’t you think that’s a little too much?”
“Too much? Rienna was taken away by the Chief Constable.”
Vincenzo hesitated, not particularly certain if that’s what they were told.
There was a great despair in Helios’s burning eyes. Nevertheless, Vincenzo trusted his own information. The reports differed from Helios’s account.
“Your Highness, she willingly cooperated with the investigation, not taken into custody.”
“Whatever the case, the fact remains that Rienna did go to the police station in a police carriage. Am I wrong?”
Vincenzo closed his mouth shut.
“Still, the Phoenix…”
If Helios were to brandish the Phoenix, the entire First Knights Order would mobilize. Naturally, this was a matter that needed to be reported to the Empress and Emperor.
It had become too much for a mere chief constable to handle.
“Vincenzo, perhaps you’re forgetting, so let me remind you one last time. Who is Rienna?”
“She is Your Highness’s personal physician. Currently preparing to become your betrothed…”
“Wrong.”
Helios opened the door. The corridor, as empty as ever, seemed particularly desolate today, with the absence of Rienna alone making the entire palace feel like a desert.
She is…
“My everything,” muttered Helios as he strode out.
To the place he should be, by Rienna’s side.
***
My tailbone throbbed with each jolt of the carriage.
Wow, the ride on the police carriage is terrible.
Since I was used to modern cars, it had taken me quite some time to get used to the less-than-pleasant riding experience on the royal carriage. But this was even worse.
You’d think there was an earthquake.
The carriage was constantly shaking. Every time it did, my body swayed in all directions – a bonus I hadn’t signed up for. It was like an amusement park ride in here.
“I’m feeling a little dizzy. Can we go slower?”
Nick was sitting across from me. As I opened the window, feeling like I might vomit, Nick blinked.
“We’re already going very slowly, miss.”
Nick was being consistently considerate of me. My body, too accustomed to convenience and comfort, that was the problem.
I craned my neck out of the window, hoping to soothe my uneasy stomach. A cool breeze whipped across my face and my stomach managed to settle.
Transmigration had its drawbacks, but one of the perks was being able to freely enjoy the fresh air. In Korea, you’d have to travel very far to get clean air. Only people with a lot of money and time could afford it.
You needed time and money, but also good health.
As someone who was chronically ill, I rarely got to experience air untainted by the smell of rubbing alcohol and hospital chemicals. Taking a deep breath was a luxury.
Now that I’m in this world, I’m grateful to be able to breathe clean air, run hard, and even eat late-night snacks without worrying about upsetting my digestion. It’s still amazing to me that this body even allows me to work late into the night occasionally.
Of course, these days, that’s only possible now with Helios around.
So enduring a rough carriage ride? I could manage that.
I thought positively and straightened my posture. Changing my outlook noticeably improved my physical condition.
“About the Kama Jin suicide case, could you tell me more about it?”
“You mean now?”
“Yes. We’ve got a while until we get to the precinct anyway.”
Nick hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“Kama Jin was found around 7AM. this morning. He was found in his study. The person who found him was the live-in maid, and at the time of discovery, he was…already dead.”
Nick didn’t go into specifics about how Kama Jin died or how he was found, but I didn’t need him to.
“What about a suicide note?”
“We didn’t find anything.”
“Is it usual to conduct witness interviews for a suicide case like this?”
Kama Jin wasn’t a notable figure or from an extraordinary family. Harsh as it may sound, investigating witnesses wasn’t a priority for the understaffed police force to do.
“Is there a suspicion of foul play? Or signs of external pressure?”
“No. There’s nothing like that.”
Perhaps Kama Jin’s family had actively requested a thorough investigation.
“What did his remaining family members say?”
“Kama Jin was an orphan. We inquired about his family for the funeral, but there’s no one. It’s as if he fell from the sky.”
The bitter expression on Nick’s face as he uttered those words made me uneasy. He was so bright and friendly, I had thought Kama Jin grew up in a loving home. But…
Before I knew it, we were in front of the station.
