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The children gathered at the only hall in the orphanage, very excited. They were all crowding the area, hoping to catch a glimpse of Minyoon. Hobin and Jina, who were sitting at a booth in the corner, watched as the children screeched for their idol.

"Your brother is famous," Hobin remarked.

"When it comes to making money, the men of my family won't hesitate to sell their good looks," Jina sighed. "Even Soobin seems to be a fan."

Soobin was also eagerly anticipating Minyoon's show, almost forgetting that it was all a ruse.

"Did you find the blog post owner yet?" Hobin asked. There was so much commotion around them that the chances of them being overheard by someone was slim.

"No," Jina replied. "We checked his apartment and office. He's missing. And…"

She smirked and added, "He was a student here."

"Really?" Hobin asked, pretending to be surprised. "He lived here in this orphanage?"

For some reason, Jina felt that Hobin was acting to be surprised at the information. Am I thinking too much? She wondered. She never revealed this information to him before nor did he know that Wonho was already dead.

"Well, he's officially missing," she said. "His office used to donate to this place. Maybe he knew something and got into deep trouble."

"Probably," Hobin grimaced. He's dead, both of them said in their heads.

Meanwhile, Minyoon was preparing to come up on stage. Jiwoon and Jaebum were giving him instructions on what to do.

"When you'll be performing, Jaebum will be here to keep an eye out for the tattooed lady," Jiwoon explained. "I'll be off to investigate the dorms where the children sleep so that I can find more information on Minki. Yoonmin is already on the matron's tail. He has a walkie talkie with him. If the matron goes anywhere near the dorms, he'll give us the code to hide."

"What's the code?" Minyoon asked.

"He said it's 'credit card'," Jiwoon replied. "That's the code for danger. Keep the matron busy with the kids. Titillate them as much as you can so that she can't go inside the dorms at all!"

"Got it," Minyoon nodded.

Meanwhile, Yoonmin was tailing the matron from a distance. As they had predicted, she was having a tough time keeping the kids under control. The orphanage was understaffed so it was only her and a trainee teacher who was available to take care of the children. The unruly kids were overexcited, screaming and cheering for Minyoon.

So when Minyoon came on stage, they jumped up in joy.

"Yo kids!" he exclaimed. "Are you all excited to see me here today?"

"YESSS!" all the children screamed, clapping hard. The matron tried to stop a few kids from climbing up the stage but Minyoon only encouraged some of them more to come and hug him.

That'll keep the matron busy, Yoonmin thought warily. He spotted Soobin a few meters away and groaned as she was also fangirling over his brother.

"Oi!" he hissed at her. "You have a job to do!"

"The medical checkup will start in an hour so I have time to cheer for my Minmin!" she squealed. Yoonmin jabbed her head.

"Focus!" He scolded her. "We need to catch a criminal!"

Soobin pouted a little before going back to her station. Minyoon had begun to perform, keeping the children busy while the matron monitored them.

"Do you see Haeji anywhere?" Hobin asked.

"No…" Jina trailed off. Where was Haeji?

From the corner of her eye, she saw Jiwoon had snuck away towards the dorm. She sent her a text.

Jiwoon was on her way to the dormitory when she received the text. It was a picture of a little girl which Jina sent. There was also a message.

"Find this girl," she read. "Her name is Haeji. She might know something about the missing child."

Jiwoon quickly sprinted off towards the dormitory where the young children slept. The room was thankfully empty since all the children were at the concert. She looked around, carefully checking some of the belongings of the kids. Opening the closet, she looked for any photo or any clue of Minki's existence but to her surprise, there was no such evidence.

A series of drinking cups were kept on a table, each having a name written on it. She checked all the cups and frowned. Minki's name was nowhere at all.

Thinking quickly, she headed for the matron's room. It was locked so she took out a bobby pin from her hair and began to pick it until it clicked open. Jiwoon scanned the files until she came across one file which had the name list of all the current children in the orphanage. She flipped the pages to look for Minki.

"What the hell?" she muttered. She found Minki's name but next to it was a small note. It said 'adopted'.

"Huh?" she blinked. Jiwoon looked up and found a file labeled as 'Adoption'. She scanned through the pages until she found Minki's section where several copies of his adoption documents were kept. To Jiwoon's trained eyes, the documents were an obvious fake. The signature of the state representative was too narrow and the logo of the child protection agency was also a shade darker. The differences were very minor to the point that it was negligible and made the documents look real.

Jiwoon quickly took pictures of the documents and put them back in their places. She sent them to Dahoon to check into them and left the room to go back to the concert.

She walked along the corridor, passing by the kitchen. Her heels clanked through the empty hallway until she paused.

Jiwoon frowned and tapped the floor with her heel.

CLANK! CLANK!

Her eyes widened in shock and she was about to call Jina when something heavy hit her from the back.

"AGH!" she cried in pain, clutching her head. She turned around, trying to see who it was but before she could even glance at her attacker, she fainted on the floor.

A pair of hands reached out and pulled her by the feet, dragging her away.

Meanwhile at the concert, Jina spotted a new entrant. An average height man with thick brunette hair and squinted eyes entered the concert and seemed very impressed. He was in his early thirties and was talking to the matron.

"Who's that?" Jina frowned. Hobin glanced at the man and noted the similarities between him and the owner, Namgoong.

"That must be the owner's son," he muttered. Behind him was a bony lady in her late twenties. Her hair was tied in a neat bun and she wore a long sleeved shirt and was looking with disdain at the children.

"Could she be the killer?" Jina wondered.

"Let's find out," Hobin said.