The man with the dragon tattoo

"You're sure you can't reach him?" Junghwa asks again.

Mr. Wu shakes his head in dissaproval. She bites her nail thinking about it. She senses that something is bad. And she has to make sure it's just her and her rich imagination.

"Can I have a gun?" She asks the man and he gives her a look of disapproval. "I'll get one myself then." She walks back in the house and runs to the library. She takes a pin that's in her head and walks to a shelf where there's a locked door. She tries her best to open that small door and after a few minutes of hardly struggling with the lock she manages to open it.

"Yes!" She makes a victory sign as she feels proud. She looks inside and picks the lightest gun that's in there. There Yifan keeps his best guns. "I just have to load it and pull the trigger." She tries to motivate herself. She never shot before and who knows if she'll do it right if it's necessary.

She grabs a few bullets that were casually resting on Yifan's desk and loads the gun. She also puts a few in her pocket just in case.

She hides the gun in her tights under her dress. "Didn't know tights hold guns this well."

She walks to their bedroom and grabs the flashlight before walking down on the stairs that lead to Yifan's secret hiding room. When she reaches the door she turns off the flashlight and puts it down at her legs. She takes out her gun.

She listens to any sounds coming from the room and she hears nothing. She opens the door as sound free as possible. When she walks in she spots the empty room but everything around is trashed. She knows someone else than Yifan or her entered this room and a fight took place.


She hears one of the 3 doors in front of her opening very slowly. Above it there's a small paper that writes 'Public Bath'. It's one of the tunnels under the city.

She spots Yifan entering the room casually as if nothing is going on.

"Where's your phone?" She asks with a harsh tone.

"Left it there," he points to the table that was next to another door.

"I need it. Can you give it to me?"

He looks at her bored. "You don't have a phone? Why need mine?"

"Unlock it and give it to me. Is it that hard to do what your wife says? You say you wouldn't let me use my phone anymore so give me yours. You track everything I do. So I won't try to talk into escaping or with the police."

"Whatever. Take it." He walks lazy to a couch and sits down.

She takes the phone and hands it to him. "Put the pin in."

He stops in his tracks to look at the casual gun held in her hand. "Why walk around with a gun like that?"

"Danger is everywhere. You taught me how to shoot. By the way thanks for this gift. I really like this gun." She admires the smooth steel of the gun.

"You really shouldn't walk around like that," he says.

She walks behind the couch he's staying on. "Oh come on baby. Didn't you say that danger excites you?" She puts her mouth on his ear and the free hand on his chest. "I'm trying to get you in the mood."

"Yeah I really like danger," he responds with a straight out weirded out tone.

"Then you'll love this," she whispers in his ear sensually. She puts the gun at the back of his head. "Now tell me where the fuck is Yifan! And who the fuck are you!"

He lets out an evil laugh before turning his head to look at her. "Your husband is dead by now."

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