Detective Lee and Executive Eun arrived at the funeral home. As they approached the door, they could hear the sound of wailing and crying coming from inside. They walked in and saw Attorney Yuna's mother, surrounded by family members and friends, all of them grieving for the loss of their loved one.
He was joined at the funeral by Detective Lee, who had seen it all.
Now that Attorney Yuna was gone, he felt like he was back at square one.
"Excuse me, we're here to pay our respects to Attorney Yuna," Detective Lee said as he approached the grieving mother.
"I'm sorry, but I cannot accept your presence here. My daughter is gone, and I don't want any reminders of what has happened," Mrs. Kim said as tears streamed down her face.
Executive Eun tried to reason with her, "We understand your pain, Mrs. Kim. But we're here to pay our respects to Yuna and to offer our condolences."
Detective Lee stood silently, watching the exchange between Executive Eun and Mrs. Kim. He had loved Yuna. He will make everything to find the person who talk to Yuna, the reason of her death. Even it means that he will bring justice to his own hand.
After a few minutes of trying to persuade Mrs. Kim, Executive Eun and Detective Lee decided to leave.
"I don't want to talk to you. You're both responsible for my daughter's death!" Attorney Yuna's mother screamed at them, pushing them away.
Eun and Lee retreated to their car, feeling frustrated and defeated. As they drove away from the cemetery, Lee turned to Eun.
"We need to know who is the person do this to Yuna," he said. "I can't let her death go unsolved."
Eun nodded. "I'm on it," he said. "But we need more information, we'll need to check her phone."
As they drive away, an unknown person go to Yuna's funeral.
Executive Eun and Detective Lee raced down the highway, the wind whipping through their hair. As they had just left Yuna's funeral.
As Yuna's mother, Mrs. Ishida, couldn't believe her only daughter was gone. She stood outside their small house, watching as the guests slowly dispersed. Suddenly, a figure approached her from the shadows.
"Who are you?" Mrs. Ishida asked, her voice shaking.
"I'm sorry for your loss, Mrs. Ishida," the stranger replied. "I'm a friend of Attorney Yuna"
Emily was confused. She didn't recognize the man, but Yuna had always been a social butterfly. "Thank you," she replied, hoping he would leave.
"I just wanted to say goodbye to Yuna," the man continued. "Is it okay if I go inside?"
Mrs. Ishida hesitated. She didn't want a stranger in her home, but she also didn't want to offend one of Yuna's friends. "I suppose it's alright," she said, unlocking the front door.
The man entered the house, walking straight to Yuna's funeral. Mrs. Ishida followed him, feeling uneasy. As they approached the room, Mrs. Ishida realized the door was already open. She had closed it earlier, but perhaps one of the guests had gone inside to pay their respects.
The stranger entered the room, standing silently over Yuna's funeral. Mrs. Ishida watched him, unsure what to do. Suddenly, she heard a sound from the hallway. It sounded like someone was trying to open the front door.
"Excuse me," Mrs. Ishida said, walking to the door. She looked through the peephole, but she didn't see anyone outside. Suddenly, the door burst open, knocking Emily to the ground
The stranger turned around, reaching for something in his pocket. Emily saw a glint of metal, and realized too late what was happening. The man had been the one who called Yuna and the reason why Yuna is gone now. And now he was going to kill Mrs. Ishida too.
Mrs. Ishida scrambled to her feet, running down the hallway. The stranger chased after her, his footsteps echoing through the empty house. Mrs. Ishida reached the front door, trying to unlock it, but her hands were shaking too much. The stranger was getting closer, his hand reaching out to grab her.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang. Mrs. Ishida felt a sharp pain in her shoulder, and she fell to the ground. She turned her head, seeing a figure standing in the doorway. It was Detective Lee, his guns drawn.
The stranger was trying to take his gun.
Lee swung a hard right hook, but the stranger dodged it and kicked Lee in the gut. Lee stumbled back, trying to regain his breath, as the stranger advanced towards him. Lee knew that he couldn't afford to lose his gun - not now, not when the killer was still on the loose.
He swung again, this time with a left hook, and the stranger deftly dodged it once more. The two circled each other warily, looking for an opening, each one knowing that a single mistake could mean the difference between life and death.
The two circled each other, each one looking for an opening. Lee was beginning to tire, his punches growing weaker as the adrenaline wore off. The stranger, on the other hand, seemed to be getting stronger, his punches growing more powerful with each passing moment.
Finally, the stranger saw his chance. He lunged forward, trying to snatch the gun from Lee's hand. Lee held on tight, but the stranger was stronger. He wrenched the gun free, and Lee stumbled back, stunned.
The stranger raised the gun.
"Not now, Detective Lee." the stranger said, as a cruel smile spreading across his face.
"Who are you?. Why did you killed Attorney Yuna?"
"I'm Octavius Onyx, and if you still don't stop what you are doing. It won't stop on what's happening now."
"What do you mean?" asked Detective Lee
But Octavius left and as Detective Lee watched Octavius speed off in his car, frustration burning in his gut.