Doctor Demon - Chapter 269

The music was booming through the speakers in the pub. A large crowd had gathered that night because of a football game which was going to start. The bartender was busy serving orders to the customers who were either drinking or chatting with each other.

“Vodka!” One boy ordered. “Make it strong.”

The bartender narrowed his eyes in suspicion at the boy and his group of friends. He looked like he was in his teens with dirty blonde hair and a youthful face. The boy was wearing a football jersey and was probably fresh out of practice.

“ID,” the bartender said. “We don’t serve drinks to minors.”

The boy sighed and took out an ID. “Will this do?” he smirked.

Pursing his lips, the bartender took a look at the ID. He frowned but there was nothing he could see wrong with it. The ID looked authentic and no matter how hard he tried, he could not refute the claims.

“Now, give me vodka,” the boy ordered. “For five.”

The bartender handed him back the ID and prepared a few glasses of vodka for the boy. He grabbed the tray and went over to his friends.

“How the hell do you do it, Youngoo?” One of the boys asked in awe. “The guy looked as if he was feeling suspicious!”

“My dad got me this fake ID long ago,” Youngoo shrugged. “It’s not that hard when your parents are involved in this!”

All of them drank their drinks and kept on chatting. A few moments later another boy entered the pub. He looked a little worried and scanned the busy pub until he found Youngoo.

“Youngoo!”

He turned around to find Myungsoo approaching them. “Myungsoo!” Youngoo exclaimed and hugged his best friend. “What’s up?”

“We need to talk!” Myungsoo said. “Now.”

Youngoo frowned and followed him to a more secluded part of the pub. Myungsoo looked worried and tense.

“We need to break the contract,” he said at once. “The one we made with the Blue Fish.”

“Huh? What contract?” Youngoo frowned.

“You know which one!” Myungsoo snapped. “The midnight website?”

“That? That’s just a joke, Myungsoo! Don’t tell me you actually believe that thing?”

Youngoo laughed at his friend’s naivety. A few nights ago, someone had told them about the midnight website named the Blue Fish which supposedly fulfilled everyone’s wishes. Out of curiosity, the duo had checked it out. It was right after the night when Myungsoo was beaten up by Yisub for cheating on his sister.

They were not really serious about it. After all, how can a website fulfill their wishes, right?

To their surprise, a website like that really existed. Out of anger, Myungsoo wished that Yisub was dead while Youngoo wished to have sex with a beautiful girl every night. While Myungsoo put in 3,000 years as the time lapse, Youngoo wrote 20 nights.

“Yisub died, Youngoo,” Myungsoo pointed out.

“It was a coincidence!” Youngoo claimed. “Look, his death has nothing to do with you or the stupid contract! He killed himself! Look at me. I wished for sex with a beautiful girl. Am I getting any?”

Myungsoo frowned but realized he had a point. If Youngoo’s wish did not come true then it must mean Yisub’s death was a coincidence. Then how come the weird tattoo appeared on his skin and not on Youngoo’s?

“You’re right,” he muttered. “I must be going crazy.”

“Relax,” Youngoo assured him. “Go to the table and drink some vodka! You’ll be fine.”

Myungsoo nodded and they were heading for the table when Youngoo’s attention was caught by someone. He smirked and told Myungsoo, “I’ll be back in a while.”

Winking at his friend, he made his way to the dance floor where a woman in her early twenties was eyeing him. She wore a red coat with dark plum lipstick. Her hair reached till her waist and she had a seductive aura which was enchanting Youngoo.

“Hey babe,” he whispered. “Ready for some fun?”

“I am,” she smiled. Youngoo could not believe his luck. Ever since he made the wish, he had been sleeping with a beautiful woman every night. A different one came to him each night and the only way to tell them apart was by their red coat. This one was a bombshell with a petite figure and curves at all the right places. He could not wait to screw her until she screamed his name out so loudly that the people in the pub could hear them.

He led her to an empty washroom near the counter. The rest of the pub was busy watching the game and cheering so they did not notice the teenager walking into the washroom with the woman. It was nearly midnight and the pub was buzzing with loud cheers as they watched the game. Once inside, Youngoo turned to the woman who had immediately stripped off her coat.

He gasped in awe. She was already naked, her skin almost glowing. He stared at her bare skin which was flawless and her perfect hourglass shaped body which was alluring him to fuck her. His erection was growing in his pants.

The woman reached out her hand and whispered, “Come to me.”

He followed her to a stall and as soon as it was closed, pounced on her. For several minutes, her loud moans echoed the whole washroom and the sounds of skin slapping was heard. The people outside were going ‘Ooooh!’ or ‘Aaahh!’ as they watched the game, unaware of what was going on inside the toilet. The clock was striking down to midnight with only a few seconds to go.

Five…four…three…two…one…

Inside the toilet stall, Youngoo vaguely heard the clock strike midnight but he did not care. He was enjoying this woman’s body. She was so easy to satisfy because she came three times and was begging for more. He was also enjoying himself so much that he did not notice that her moans had stopped.

“What happened dear?” he gasped as he pounded into her. “Aren’t you having fun? Wanna switch situations and sit on my lap?”

Her look of ecstasy had turned stoic and cold. “You can’t even make me come,” she said in a robotic voice.

Youngoo, whose pants were down as he banged her, froze when a strong smell of sulphur engulfed his nostrils. The woman’s body had turned cold and she was now freezing as if she was a corpse.

“What the hell?” he yelled as he was thrown backwards against the wall, his erection on full display. The woman stared at it with pity.

“How small,” she whispered. Youngoo’s eyes widened in shock as her beautiful face contorted into a black monster. Her teeth were growing sharper while her hair was growing longer until it reached past her feet. The beautiful nails were turning into talons and black veins were forming under her skin.

“WHAT THE HELL?” Youngoo screamed. “Who are you? What do you want?”

“Your time is up, dear,” the demon declared in a rough, almost manly voice. “Time to pay up.”

Before Youngoo could react, the demon slashed his throat with her talon. Blood gushed out of his neck and he gurgled as the warm crimson liquid dripped on the ground. The demon touched his head and sucked out his soul. It was in the shape of a tiny ball of light which was glowing like a pearl.

“Time to go… to Hell,” she whispered and vanished in thin air.

After a while, Myungsoo entered the washroom to look for Youngoo.

“Youngoo?” he called as he searched in each stall. “Where are you? Young-”

He froze in shock when he entered the third stall. Lying there on the commode was a half naked Youngoo with his throat slashed like a pig for slaughter.

….

Jina and her team arrived on the spot as soon as they got the news. CSI had arrived already and were collecting the evidence. The crowd was gathering around the washroom, staring curiously at the scene and whispering to themselves.

“GET OUT OF HERE!” Jina yelled at them. “DO YOU THINK THIS IS A FUCKING CIRCUS? IF I SEE ANYONE WITHOUT A BADGE LOITERING HERE, I’LL PUT YOU IN JAIL FOR THE NIGHT!”

The people murmured at her and were pissed that the detective was chasing them away but Jina did not care about their opinions. She ordered the policemen to drive the crowd away from the crime scene.

“Go away!” Jaebum ordered them as he helped the officers disperse the crowd. “This isn’t a TV drama!”

The crowd was annoyed but the police and guards were shooing them away from the scene. Many of them were muttering under their breaths, annoyed but there was no other choice.

Jina shook her head in dismay as she went into the washroom to investigate. Hobin was busy with patients so he had to skip on this one but Jina was going to fill him in later. She made her way towards the corpse of the fifteen year old boy named Jang Youngoo.

Jiwoon and Woohee were collecting evidence when they saw Jina approaching.

“What’s the story?” she asked. “How did he die?”

“Same as Yisub and Minjoong,” Jiwoon replied. “A self-inflicted talon wound.”

“Anything caught on the CCTV cameras?”

“No,” Woohee answered. “Dahoon is checking them but the victim was shown to have entered the toilet alone.”

“Who discovered the body?”

“Well…” Jiwoon pointed at a scared looking teenager. Jina groaned, immediately recognizing him.

“Yeon Myungsoo,” she sighed.

This is going to be fun, she thought sarcastically.