Chapter 503 Akira's Noble Problem
"Thankfully, it appears to just be laxatives," the doctor said once all of Akira's diagnostics were in.
"Thankfully?" Akira exclaimed, offended.
Ren hit Akira's shoulder. "He's just saying you should be thankful it's just laxatives. You could have died with rat poison or something."
"Well, being drugged with laxatives is still not the most fun, is it? I felt like I've pooped a month's worth," Akira complained.
"And that's why you're going to stay here for at least a night until the effects of the medicine subsides. We don't want you getting dehydrated," the doctor chimed.
Akira pouted, looking at his members. "Will you all stay with me?" he said with wide, hopeful eyes.
"Only two visitors are allowed in the room," the doctor said.
The members turned to each other, not really wanting to stay in the hospital.
Jaeyong sighed, feeling responsible for his member. "Fine, I'll stay."
"Jaeyong," Akira fake-sobbed.
"I'll stay too," Jay said. "Although I would have to go back and forth from the company to here to report what had happened. I'm sure the fans are already speculating about what's happening."
"We're going to be left alone?" Zeth excitedly asked, his hands already shaking in excitement.
Jay quickly turned to Sehun and pointed a finger at him.
"Sehun, act as their guardian while the both of us aren't around," Jay instructed.
The oldest member chuckled but nodded nonetheless.
Just then, June entered the room, causing Jay to sigh in relief.
"Oh, thank goodness you're here. Your hour was about to expire," Jay said, walking over to June and patting his back.
"Yeah, it's all good," June said, stroking the evidence in his front pocket. "I had one of the personnel drive me here." Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)
"That's good," Jay said, relieved that June didn't encounter any trouble. "Well, Akira needs to stay here for the night to rehydrate. It seems like someone really did drug your drinks with laxatives...except for yours," he quickly added.
June's eyebrows furrowed, as did the other members.
"Y university," June muttered, clenching it in his fingers.
Unfortunately, the ID lace didn't contain an identification card. Instead, it had a photocard of him and a Polaroid of what seemed to be a young woman. It appeared to have been taken in the middle of the night, so her features were washed out.
It honestly appeared like a blurry picture of Jeff the Killer.
Nonetheless, despite the awful quality of the picture, June could tell that the woman was the one that had been following him for the past few weeks.
It wasn't definitive evidence, but at least he already had a lead.
The only problem was how he could find and come into contact with this person. If only he had some of his investigator friends in his past life, then everything would definitely be easier.
He could also try talking to the company to get them to find this girl, but June was certain that they still weren't going to do anything at this point.
June sighed and sat on his bed, raking his fingers through his hair.
He played with the ID lace in his hand but stopped when he caught a whiff of his fingers.
His eyebrows furrowed as he dropped it to the ground.
"Smells like grease and stale laundry," he said.
June observed the ID lace from afar and felt that it was familiar
—like he had seen it just today.
Then, that was when it hit him.
The cool girl with red highlights was wearing the exact same lanyard during the fansign!
June remembered the girl saying she was friends with a certain someone, and that was when June realized what he had to do.
He quickly brought out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number he didn't expect he would dial anymore after Rising Stars came to an end.
It rang a few times before somebody finally picked up from the other side.
"Hello?" she hesitatingly asked.
"Hello, Cindy?"
