Guessing the right one out of three. It was perhaps an answer that one could guess through coincidence or intuition.

However, Changsik showed no hesitation as he chose someone. It was as though he could really prove that he could see a number that signified someone’s number of murders.

Daecheol took Changsik outside the police station.

“Did you really see it?”

“I wish I didn’t see it instead.”

“You couldn’t see anything from the others, but you could see a 1 from that woman?”

“Yes.”

“Geez, that’s crazy.”

“It sounds absurd, doesn’t it?”

“If you were in my shoes, would you believe it if I said I can see something like that?”

“If I couldn’t see something like this, then I would’ve treated it as nonsense.”

“I’m feeling exactly like that right now. But what can I do? I said I’ll try believing in you.”

It wasn’t something he could just end after just one check. Even mass-produced items undergo numerous checks under the guise of quality assurance, so there was no way he could believe what was practically supernatural with just one test.

“I went to the court numerous times,” Changsik said.

“The court? Why?”

“So that I can look into it. Just a month ago, I didn’t know what the numbers signified. Everyone had a zero after...