Chapitre 85: Battering Ram One: Part 1

#Police Station—Kim's office Room

Kim still remembers the day. When the police raided a hidden storage site in the black market, that delivery girl was there to collect items that were anonymously placed there. This was a faceless job—you go in, take the item, deliver it, and the money is deposited into your bank account anonymously. She was nothing but a delivery girl.

When she was inside the storage container collecting some items, Kim entered through the open door. She moved in like a cheetah, jumped, and restrained herself. While she was about to read her Miranda rights, she got to see the face of the perp she had caught. It was a girl in her early twenties, malnourished, skin and bones, torn-up rug-like dress—poverty. She was only a few years younger than Kim. The girl was shorter than Kim and had no strength to resist. The moment Kim got hold of her, she resigned. To the girl's surprise, Kim dismounted her and let her go.