Fortunately, the misunderstanding was quickly cleared up.
There was no need to explain anything in particular. Kim I-seo immediately realized from the severed wounds on the corpses’ heads that this was the work of an evil spirit. At least her experience hadn't gone to waste.
“What happened to the evil spirit?”
Kim I-seo asked as she took a sack from her pocket. Ian answered while stubbing out the cigarette he was smoking in the ashtray.
“Killed it.”
“Confirmed. Good work.”
In a formal, respectful manner, she stuffed each of the heads rolling across the floor into the sack one by one.
The pure white sack turned red in an instant. Blood dripped steadily from the pooled gore at the bottom.
“Why are you taking those?”
“Because we need to identify the victims. That way we can compensate their families.”...
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