King of Shadows

It was not a case that could end with a joke or a happy ending. Late police officers took the case seriously, and as always, Lindsey had no choice but to wait.

I told you it wouldn't work if you called it in. Is that not enough for a cat?] [If you're going to World Talent War, you'd better get ready. It won't be the cat next time. I heard you live alone.]

The note began to pile up. Lindsey sought out the perpetrator and moved east and west, but the perpetrator never showed up. Rather, you look around her.

[I think I overslept today. Isn't the color of your underwear too fine?] [Relaxed. Is that funny to you?] [I sent a puppy this time. I'll send you a cute crow next time.]

Will you give up the World Power Feud, or will you not give up or will you not give up? Lindsey scratched her head nervously on the path of choice. If you give up, you will be subdued by malice, and if you don't give up, the unsub is bound to blow up.

"Oh, my God, there's something stupid going on!"

Lindsey was cornered and had no choice but to contact the most trusted person. He would be able to solve the problem he is having. Lindsey smiled with vague expectations.

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"Is that why you called me?"

"Yes, it doesn't suck, but we should call you."

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay. Except I have people I don't even know around me."

She came into Lindsey's house and scratched her head. It was this afternoon that he was contacted by Lindsey. When he heard that he was being threatened by a madman, he rushed to Virgin Salt as soon as evening came. Luckily, Lindsey didn't seem surprised.

"Fair enough. A hunter earns well, don't you think?"

Sihyun looked around the house, reciting the last words. A typical house with kitchen and living room connections. It was no different from the villa he was staying in, except that it was a little more spacious and comfortable.

"There's more time out there than at home anyway. Isn't it luxurious to find a better home than this?"

"It's just hard to be alone when you grow up here."

Sihyun clears his throat as he tickles the tip of his nose with a strange aroma. The adorable interior indirectly showed that women live.

Thinking about it, this was the first time I had this experience. Lynn and I had nothing to call home, and the swimming was living with our family.

There, Bererosa was a queen with a different castle. Sherina Alto had nothing to ask.

"Can I have a little look?"

"Nothing worth seeing. Because what's in your house is here, and what's in here is in your house."

"I'd like to see it, though."

"Okay, so don't look at me like that."

Lindsey sighed and put on her apron.

"Is dinner ready yet?"

"Huh? Hmmm."

Lindsey, who was surprised by her hair tied tightly, made a strangely stuffy sound. There was no unnatural behavior of any kind.

I can't believe you're such a hypothetical person. Sihyun was more surprised by this side of her than the fact that a madman was wandering around her.

While Lindsey was preparing dinner, she looked around her room. It didn't mean anything. It was just a curiosity.

"I think it's inflated. Am I wrong?"

He unwittingly opened the wardrobe. There was no malice or conscience in it. I literally didn't think of anything.

"..."

It wasn't clothes in the closet. It was only Goods who honored the King of Shadows together. Sihyun was stiffened on the spot. It was a shame to see the processed self. When he remembered the words of support that he couldn't know, he shouted in his mind.

"So many, we can't miss them! '

I wonder if I heard what he was thinking. At the same time that she grumbled, Lindsey opened the door.

"What are you looking at!? I told you to look around. I didn't tell you to look around! It's a bunch of mishaps."

As soon as she saw what she had done, Lindsey grabbed his ear.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

"No more excuses. Get out of here. Dinner's ready."

Lindsey, who covered her colored cheeks with a ladle, kicked her thigh. Sitting quietly in the living room, I was surprised again. What lay open before his eyes was a profound outrage.

"I didn't prepare much, but I eat a lot."

Sihyun was confused. He was wandering around outside like a stag, and there was no shape inside.

"I didn't think you were good at lyrics."

"What the hell, that tone. Are you complaining that I'm good at housework?"

"When you think about your behavior, you get the answer. It's even weirder to expect this."

Lindsey frowned at his point.

"Don't you watch too much drama? The basics of lyrics are skill. The lyrics are a collection of repetitive labor. The more you do, the more structure you have to build."

"Fantastic."

"It's stupid not to be able to."

"... I'd like to share with Bererosa."

Maybe it's because they only accept what others do. Bererosa, who was born a princess and became queen, was not very good at housework. Lindsey gently turned to look at her.

"So what's my number?"

"Huh?"

"Seems like Bererosa is the last... How many times do you think I'll be?" "

"A second or a third?"

"Who's the first?"

"Swimming."

Swimming was Sihyun's pupil and master of practical cooking. He led a rich dining table in Grandelliol, lacking seasoning, so I have nothing more to say.

"He always comes first."

"Are you jealous?"

"I'm sick of you answering honestly even though it's just you. Hah, isn't lying the best courtesy?"

"Actually, what you made was the best."

"Get down on the ground."

Lindsey shrugged her shoulders and organized the dinner table. Along with the idea of making dinner the first time you admit it next time. Sihyun took a sip of coffee from Lindsey and carefully got lucky.

"So you got something else in mind?"

"No, I just want to catch it and beat it."

The stress that had been accumulated for a week had reached its limit. Lindsey wanted to talk with her fist once the killer was caught.

"Then let's get back to it. Because you can follow me."

Lindsey was able to perceive the flow of time and artificially suppress the flow of time, understanding the contradictions arising from past designations. She smiles brightly as she realizes her intentions at a late stroke.

"Oh, we're going to change the past based on the future, right?"

Lindsey licked her lips like it was fun. You can erase the past you want to forget with your own hands. Everyone thinks about deviating once. She urged me to taste it again.

"What are you doing? Not so fast."

"I'll go back a week. Before he sent the cat over."

"Got it."

As she spoke, Lindsey became distracted. And the memories that were passed on to her unconsciously came into her and opened up a new future.

"Ugh, I feel dizzy."

Lindsey, who saw the television, noticed that she had returned a week ago. Lindsey, who woke up to the buzzer, immediately opened the door. There was one guest booked.

"What happened on an ambitious night?"

"Did you forget?"

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding. How could you forget such a joyous day?"

Lindsey smiled and tapped her shoulder. She can't hide the joy of flowing out because she's already thinking of catching the killer.

"When will the unsub show up?"

"I found a note early in the morning that said it wouldn't work even if I reported it, so I'll probably show up at dawn. Well, it's officially a nocturnal thing to do at night."

Sitting down, Hyun and Lindsey waited until the time came. They even hold their breath. How long has it been? At the same time, they open their eyes to the rustling sound.

"Here he is." "Here he is."

If I didn't know better, I would have sent it away. But it was different now. As soon as I found out, there was no louder noise than that.

"Hey, there."

Lindsey jumped off the third floor and saw the back of the person who had flown the note to her. The man covered himself with a puffy jumper was wearing a mask. It was suspicious from head to toe.

"Didn't you just put a shitty note and a dead cat in my mailbox?"

The man in the mask completely turned away from Lindsey. He did not stop as if he were not himself. It was a time I would have thought about it once. But Lindsey did not doubt her choice.

"Did you just ignore me?"

Lindsey reached out and the world stopped. The sound, the light, the wind all stopped in her hands. He could see that time had stopped.

On the other hand, the man who ignored Lindsey's words fell down on the side of the road. Lindsey punched the man as if it wasn't satisfactory either.

"Ouch, that would break your bones."

Although bread cannot be human, it must be called this sight to mean that man can be bread. The man turned his back on Lindsey was harsh. Lindsey insisted on hitting a man's abdomen. Despite the sound of the drum tearing, she doesn't stop.

"Huuuhhh, huuuhhh."

The man rolls uncontrollably and wakes up vomiting blood bubbles. He breaks the molar and pulls out a baseball-sized machine in his arms.

"You'd better step back before you see the rough side. Now, one more step and I'll use this."

He narrows his eyes, realizing that it's a thought eliminating tool, Chevalce.

"I can't believe I'm seeing that here."

I could see why men were so vigorous. To the skilled, Schwarzenegger was a poison. With Chevalce operational, even Robert, the strongest man on the face of the earth, would not be able to escape the classics.

But Lindsey shouted more confidently than men.

"What's that? Do I need to know?"

"What? If you don't know, I'll teach you. You should know how expensive it is to ignore my warnings."

The man tries to manipulate Chevalce, but Lindsey beats faster.

"Why is your tongue so long?"

There was nothing impossible for Lindsey to stop the flow of time. Lindsey, who used a time stop, trampled on a man. Her movements, which monopolized the flow of time, were faster than a moment's notice.

"Me!"

As Lindsey opened her mouth, the man became silent.

"Because of you!"

I wonder how many battles it took. Maybe all she knows is Lindsey. After glimpsing Lindsey's trajectory, she expressed her deepest condolences to the man.

"Do you know how hard it has been?"

Even looking at Chuck, the male condition was not good. It was as if the road roller had pressed and passed by.

"That's it, Lindsey."

"But he humiliated me, and he humiliated me... unbreakable."

Murder threats. The crimes committed by men were not something to be talked about lightly. I had to pay for it.

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