Yisub's house was full of mourners who had stopped by to give his parents their condolences. Jina and Hobin entered the living room to see that his parents were standing in a corner right next to Yisub's photo. They were bowing to guests, accepting their messages of comfort. Elie stood a little farther away, not talking to anyone. Her face is sullen and she was quiet.
They slowly approached the Kim's.
Hobin reached out his hand to shake theirs. "I'm sorry for your loss," he said with a bow. Mr. Kim nodded, shaking his hand. Hobin then extended his hand to Mrs. Kim who also shook it without a word.
Glancing at Jina, he slowly shook his head. There memories revealed nothing about Yisub's murder. Jina cleared her throat.
"We're still investigating his death," she told them. "We believe that we'll find the culprit soon."
"Culprit?" Mrs. Kim echoed. "D-d-does that mean my son didn't…"
