章 77: National Forensic Service (13)

As I stand in the bustling precinct, a storm of thoughts swirls within me, each revelation from Kim Eunji's suicide note reverberating through my consciousness like aftershocks from an earthquake. The cacophony of the station fades into the background as I grapple with the weight of this new information.

Kim Eunji's confession to murdering Sung with tetrodotoxin-laced candy confirms our suspicions, but the calculated nature of her actions sends a chill down my spine. Her admission of volunteering for the NFS training specifically because she knew Sung would be there reveals a level of premeditation that's both impressive and disturbing. The lack of remorse in her words, her steadfast belief that Sung deserved his fate for past transgressions and the alleged assault at the NFS, paints a picture of a woman consumed by a thirst for vengeance.