Chapter 39: Park Ji-yeon’s Super ‘intuition’
“Do you want to join the cult?”
“Ah?”
The slightly amused words made Park Ji-yeon almost think she had called the office of that ‘cult’.
So she subconsciously checked the phone number, confirmed repeatedly that she hadn’t dialed wrong, and then hesitantly asked, “Who is this?”
The person on the other end of the phone understood Park Ji-yeon’s thought as soon as they heard it, and laughed again, “You can’t see what someone looks like over the phone, didn’t I give you the address?”
“Um, can I ask what you want me to come over for?”
The sense of security and sense of crisis in her heart were at this moment pulling and contending with her sixth sense intuition, with alarm bells ringing loudly.
Park Ji-yeon grew more and more uneasy the more she thought about it—who knew if that place might be a trap, or even a site for secret filming or kidnapping?
Just as she wanted to press for an answer a few more times, the other end of the phone suddenly went quiet for several seconds.
Then, before she could speak again, a rapid series of cold “beep beep beep—” sounds rang out.
The familiar busy tone shocked Park Ji-yeon as she took the mobile phone away, staring at the now-hung-up number, frozen in place, not knowing what to do for the moment.
And the next second, her intuition jumped out again.
……
On that side.
Lin Xiuyuan, who had just returned from 2025 and clocked in, casually tossed his mobile phone onto the bed, walked into the living room, sat on the sofa, and flipped through a drafted sales contract.
The goods to be bought and sold in this contract were none other than the apartment he was living in.
Last night while eating with Jung Soo Yeon, the two later talked about the house issue, and Lin Xiuyuan thought to say he’d live there for now and consider buying or selling when it was about to expire.
But Jung Soo Yeon insisted on buying early for peace of mind, since the time-space door that Lin Xiuyuan could currently open was hidden behind the room door with the brass handle in this apartment.
What if one day the landlord had some whim and sold the house to someone else? That would be big trouble.
So to put her mind at ease, Jung Soo Yeon directly had Lin Xiuyuan contact the landlord through the rental agent and quickly acquire this apartment.
As for the house payment, she would cover it, full amount, paid in one go.
With things said to that point, Lin Xiuyuan wasn’t one to hesitate. So the next morning, he arranged a meeting time with the agent, explained the situation, and conveniently brought back a standard sales contract before leaving.
Just as he finished looking over the contract, preparing to take it back to 2025 and have AI run through it to check for any traps or word games.
The bedroom rang with an incoming call tone again.
Lin Xiuyuan, who had looked up toward the bedroom doorway, had a deep gaze. After about half a minute, he slowly got up, walked in, and picked up the mobile phone.
Then he stared at the number on the screen for a few more seconds, and finally, right at the 60-second limit, swiped his thumb across the screen to answer.
But he didn’t speak.
He just connected the call, turned on speakerphone, and gazed with interest at the call interface, smiling faintly.
“Hello, hello.”
“Hello?”
“Whew~ Hello, I’m on my way there now. Should I still contact this number when I arrive?”
After the other side muttered to herself for a bit, Lin Xiuyuan finally gave his response, “……”
……
“Come alone.”
The somewhat teasing tone drifted out from Park Ji-yeon’s mobile phone, and Ham Eun-jung on the driver’s seat immediately slammed on the brake, stopping the car at the parking lot exit, and turned to look at the front passenger seat.
At this moment, Park Ji-yeon was pursing her cherry lips tightly, her originally somewhat relaxed expression rapidly freezing over after that sentence.
Those bright eyes suddenly widened, a layer of unconcealable panic emerging in their depths, and she subconsciously turned her head to meet Ham Eun-jung’s gaze.
The car fell into dead silence in an instant.
In this atmosphere, Park Ji-yeon’s brain took control of her mouth proactively, answering with the most instinctive thought, “Okay, I’ll go alone.”
“See you in a bit then… beep beep beep~”
The phone was hung up again.
Park Ji-yeon’s rosy lips were pursed into a thin line, her breathing becoming shallow and rapid.
At this point, Ham Eun-jung in the driver’s seat spoke up, “I don’t really agree with you going alone, Ji-yeon. It’s too dangerous—who knows what kind of person that guy is? Just from that tone earlier, he’s no different from a pervert.”
“Jessica unnie’s friend, with her guarantee, it shouldn’t be like what you said, unnie.”
“You can’t be sure. What kind of decent person asks a girl to come out alone when they don’t even know each other? And you, Ji-yeon, you’re a bit too trusting too. You really believed what’s written on that note? What if they’re just messing with you?”
Compared to Park Ji-yeon, who had just turned adult and acted on impulse with a childish temper.
Ham Eun-jung, who was several years older, was more rational. The so-called sixth sense intuition that Park Ji-yeon had told her about in the dormitory didn’t hold much sway with her.
At least in the face of the sense of crisis from strangers, this so-called intuition was suppressed by Ham Eun-jung.
In her view, safety first—that was beyond question.
But she was her, and Park Ji-yeon was still Park Ji-yeon, the just-adult young girl whose impulse and recklessness came first.
“Unnie, I still want to go take a look. I think Jessica unnie knows him, and there’s Soo Jung too—friends that both of them know shouldn’t do anything too excessive, right?”
And this was precisely the one point that most reassured Ham Eun-jung.
“If it weren’t for that premise, I wouldn’t have even let you out the dormitory door earlier. But it’s too late now—go during the day tomorrow for safety.”
“Since we’re already out, let’s just go straight there. Unnie, drop me off nearby, and I’ll walk over and wait for him myself.”
When you’re already there, this principle still held true on this side of Seoul.
Ham Eun-jung looked at the stubborn Park Ji-yeon and ultimately couldn’t outstubborn her. With a light sigh, she released the brake, and the car soon headed toward the address on the navigation.
Park Ji-yeon in the front passenger seat gazed at the night scenery flashing by rapidly, neon and streetlights weaving across her fair face, outlining her distinct features and a pair of clear, captivating eyes.
And at this moment inside her, that sixth sense intuition was still frantically attacking her emotions, assaulting her brain.
Making her gradually more nervous, but also more determined.
Night deepened, streets emptied, and the car soon arrived near the destination.
After pulling over to the roadside, Ham Eun-jung watched worriedly as Park Ji-yeon got out alone and walked toward the opposite side of the road.
Then, seeing her stop under a streetlight, she soon answered an incoming call and looked around.
Finally, she turned and walked into the residential area behind her, her figure quickly vanishing into the night, and out of her sight as well.
……
“Walk in from the apartment entrance behind you.”
“I’ve unlocked it— just push the door open.”
“Elevator, 7th floor.”
“701.”
Putting down the mobile phone, Park Ji-yeon, dressed in a beige windbreaker, stood at the door of apartment 701, her jet-black long hair cascading over her shoulders, the tips slightly curled.
Her slender hand quietly clenched into a fist, knuckles turning white.
Taking a deep breath, she raised her hand and knocked on that door, quietly ushering in a new chapter of her fate.
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