Money Loving CEO's Detective Lover

"Mina!" Minho hissed, lightly slapping her cheeks. "Mina!"

But she was completely unconscious. Minho looked down at her arms and to his horror, there were several injection marks on them. He quickly wrapped her in his arms but his wet clothes were making her shiver even more.

"She's been drugged!" Kanji said, feeling aghast. He checked her pulse.

"Minho, we need to take her to a hospital!" he exclaimed. "Her pulse is falling!"

Before Minho could reply, there was a loud crashing sound behind them. They spun around to see a tall frame blocking the doorway. The man's face was covered by a mask but his deathly glare was seething through his eyes as he glanced from one boy to another.

"Well, well," he said softly. "It seems that the little bird who escaped had chirped after all."

Kanji and Minho stood there, stone faced. There were two of them and only one of him but with Mina in his arms, it would be difficult for Minho to fight back. The man was of quite big built as well. Kanji was also thinking the same thing. They were two scrawny boys and a knocked out six year old against a fully grown adult. How were they going to escape?

"Minho, we're not here to have him arrested," Kanji whispered. "We only need to get Mina out of here. We need to focus on escaping!"

"I know," Minho muttered back, his eyes still on the man who was studying them. He was not moving but simply glared.

"Let us go," Minho demanded. 

"I'm afraid I cannot do that," the CCK said, slowly stepping towards them. Minho and Kanji took a step back. Kanji's hands were behind him, trying to find anything to fight back with.

"You see, if you leave, then a lot more people will come and disturb my meal," the man went on. He was slowly moving towards them with a large saw-like weapon. The man was murderous, hell bent on killing them that night. Minho was frozen in his spot.

Never in his life had he felt that scared. Even when he had witnessed his mother's death, he was more shocked than scared. But this man...this man was invoking a frightening feeling into him. The cold room felt even colder, the temperature dropping with each step the cannibal took towards them. The man was hungry for their blood. Literally. 

"You boys have been very naughty," he said, holding up the saw. Minho's hands clutched around Mina who was completely still in his arms. He was supposed to be protecting her. Then why could he not move?

Move! He scolded himself. Move goddamn it!

But his body betrayed him. It would not move out of fear. Kanji was also frozen beside him, his mind thinking as quick as possible. The man held up his saw, about to strike.

"Who'll be first?" he asked gleefully, pointing the saw at Minho…

"AGHHH!"

Kanji leapt forward and stabbed him with a half filled injection. The man screamed in agony as the drug seared through his body. The saw dropped from his hands and fell with a loud clank on the floor. 

Minho was broken out of his reverie to find Kanji and the killer tackling on the ground. Kanji was not strong enough but the drugs were affecting the CCK. Taking his chance, Kanji punched the killer on the face and grabbed his mask, trying to take it off. But the killer would not give up. He was fighting the effects of the drugs, clawing Kanji's face. 

"Kanji!" Minho yelled. He put Mina on his shoulders and kicked the CCK's hand hard. The latter screamed in pain as Minho broke a bone in his palm. He writhed over with Kanji still struggling to take off the mask.

"Show us your bloody face!" Kanji cursed but the CCK grabbed his throat with one hand. Minho landed another kick on his groin, temporarily paralyzing him.

"Forget the mask!" Minho shouted. "Run!" 

Kanji let go of his pursuit and scrambled to follow Minho out of the room but the CCK grabbed on to his leg, toppling him forward.

"Kanji!" Minho called out. CCK twisted Kanji's foot causing the latter to shriek in agony. But with his free leg, Kanji kicked the man's masked face. There was a loud crack as CCK's nose broke. The pain of the kick caused the killer to let go of Kanji who once again struggled to stand up and run. 

"Hurry!" Kanji panted. 

"But your leg!"

"HURRY!"

Minho knew that they had no choice. Kanji would have to survive on sheer willpower until they escaped the dungeon. Heaving Minho on his shoulder, Minho ran off with Kanji limping behind him. They could hear the killer growling behind them. No doubt he would chase the trio again but at that moment, all they could think of was to escape.

Minho was worried about Kanji who was losing all color on his face. They descended the staircase but it took Kanji all his energy to even take a single step. The entrance was so far away and they could not even take the risk of jumping from the cliff like Mimi had. 

"Kanji, hold on!" Minho yelled as they ran. "It's only a few meters away."

But Kanji's energy gave away and he collapsed on the ground.

"Minho…" 

"Run Kanji!" Minho pleaded. "Run!"

On his back, Mina stirred. She woke up to find herself seeing a familiar face.

"Bro...ther…" she mumbled. "You...came…"

"We'll get out of here," Minho assured her. But could they escape? With a six year old on his back and an injured friend, he did not have many options. If the killer caught them then all of them would become his dinner for that night.

Kanji was thinking the same.

"Minho... you go!" he panted. "I can't run anymore... my leg…"

The CCK had twisted his foot so badly that it was bleeding. Minho was worried that it might end up to be a permanent injury. 

"Kanji, we must-" Minho began but his words were cut off by a chilling laughter which was echoing through the den. The CCK was not running after them. He did not need to.

"The fun in meals," he cackled as his footsteps began to descend the long stairway. "Is the hunt. The more you run after the prey, the tastier the food becomes."

Something in Minho snapped. It was all a game to that monster. Their lives were nothing more than a sport to him. Mimi's frightened face flashed before his eyes. Her plight was something he did not truly understand until now. 

She was right. He was the monster of their nightmares.