Hancheng: There is a door between me and the future

Chapter 209 Another chain of evidence regarding Kim Soo-hyun is activated (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)
September 2025, 7, noon.

In a corner of Seoul, in a dilapidated rental room, the fan of an old laptop is emitting a dull hum.

A woman sat in front of a computer, her fingers stiffly tapping the keyboard. On the desktop was a half-finished resume for a part-time job, while her browser was filled with useless pop-up messages from job search websites.

Her name is Liu Yina, she is 28 years old and a former trainee.

Currently, I am an "unemployed youth".

Or to be more precise: poor, annoyed, and penniless.

My bank card balance is down to a few digits, I owe money on my phone bill, and even the half-bag of kimchi left in the refrigerator is starting to turn sour.

The sun outside was blazing, scorching the tin roof. She sat in front of the fan, but it still felt like she was trapped in a steam room, her body sticky with sweat.

She moved her mouse to another page on the browser, originally just wanting to see if there were any "bounty tasks" that could earn her a little money, even if it was just doing gigs, dancing, or even delivering food.

However, I unexpectedly clicked on an anonymous bounty post that hadn't been updated for almost a month.

The title is simple, but the tone is aggressive:

"A reward is offered for concrete evidence, including verified leads, of Kim Soo-hyun's sexual assault of young girls other than Kim Sae-ron. Once the lead is confirmed, a reward of 2000 million won will be given."

Liu Yina initially just glanced at the screen, but when the name "Kim Soo-hyun" came into view, her finger immediately paused.

She knew that name all too well.

She was once one of his many fans.

Later, by chance, he was selected to join the entertainment company where Kim Soo-hyun worked and became a trainee.

And that gentlemanly and refined "oppa" in front of the camera was the first "senior" she met when she first joined the company.

That was also the first time Liu Yina's dream was shattered.

It was late at night more than a decade ago. After an internal company dinner, Kim Soo-hyun offered to take her back to her dormitory.

Inside the car, the other person, emboldened by alcohol, asked her softly, "Would you like to come sit at my place for a bit?"

Liu Yina hesitated, but because it was her idol, she nodded anyway.

Then, it turned out to be a trap disguised as "seniors caring for juniors".

Afterwards, the other person said things like, "Don't overthink it, Yina, I like you so much... blah blah blah."

At that moment, Liu Yina was happy because she was being coaxed, mistakenly believing that she had become her idol's "special existence", and thus tacitly agreed to become his secret girlfriend.

Until one day, she overheard another trainee bragging to her friends, and what the girl said was almost exactly the same as her experience.

At that moment, Liu Yina finally saw the truth behind that gentle facade.

Still rational, she gritted her teeth and left the company, returning to her family in an attempt to sever ties with the past.

In the recent "Kim Sae-ron incident," Liu Yina also considered speaking out about this situation.

But when she saw that the reporter who supposedly tried to break the news had died "accidentally," her heart sank.

She didn't dare to move.

I dare not think about it, dare not ask it, and dare not even look at it.

I forced myself to bury the memories of that night deep within my mind, like burying a corpse, layer upon layer covering it up.

But the reality is that over the years, no matter where she is or what her state of mind is.

Whenever I close my eyes late at night, those whispers, that smiling face, that twisted night, come uninvited and surge deep in my mind.

Liu Yina has never mentioned it to anyone, nor dared to.

At this moment, the message "[2000 million reward]" on the computer screen was like a resounding slap, shattering her years of silence.

That was an astronomical sum of money for her current situation.

Three years ago, after Liu Yina's family experienced a change in circumstances, she also considered going to Kim Soo-hyun to demand an explanation and even ask for hush money.

But when she heard that the other party was going to sue her for "extortion," she backed down.

From then on, they ceased all activity and dared not make any further moves.

This time, Liu Yina hesitated for a long time again, then sat on the old chair with her arms crossed, an old fan propped up on her knees, sweat dripping from her chin onto her collarbone, sticky and hot.

Then I closed my eyes, and that familiar yet nauseating smiling face appeared in my mind.

Then he opened his eyes and glanced at the electricity bill in the corner, which was about to be shut down, and the debt collection messages on his phone.

With trembling fingers, I typed a line in the "anonymous comment" field of the bounty post:

"I might have what you're looking for. But I need to know if you're serious, and I want to know what constitutes evidence?"

Having previously had a backup plan, she remained silent.

Now, having reached the end of her rope, she is finally going to speak out.

……

Meanwhile, inside the villa in 2025.

Sunlight streamed in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a gentle interplay of light and shadow on the floor.

It wasn't just sunlight that shone in; it also carried the scent of time.

After watching Shirley's first script reading in the apartment 13 years ago, Lin Xiuyuan and Krystal finally hung up the video call and got up to go to the villa 25 years ago.

After relaxing on the sofa, I casually ordered lunch delivery, intending to lie down for a while and refresh myself.

"After this, I feel like I'm starting to feel jet-lagged."

Krystal sipped her iced water and leaned on Lin Xiuyuan's shoulder, complaining softly, "The time is the same on both sides, so why is it raining there while it's sunny here? It's so disjointed."

Lin Xiuyuan chuckled, "Are you blaming the weather system for not being consistent? I really can't answer that kind of question."

As he spoke, he looked down and picked up his phone, quickly scrolling through a few messages sent by Lim Yoona and others.

Then, as usual, I casually opened a few familiar websites, intending to see if there were any updates on rumors.

However, when the fingertip swipes to the account backend, the screen suddenly flashes and a red "New Message Notification" pops up.

"Ok??"

Lin Xiuyuan's gaze sharpened, and he immediately sat up straight, quickly opening the notification.

The next second, upon seeing the message, he sprang up as if struck by an electric current, instantly snapping back to reality.

"Holy crap, they're here, they're really here."

Krystal was startled by his sudden action, nearly smashing her phone in her face. "What are you doing, Xiuyuan? Are you crazy?"

Lin Xiuyuan spoke rapidly, almost incoherently with excitement, “Someone left a comment on the reward post I made before about evidence of Kim Soo-hyun’s sexual assault. It was an anonymous account that said they might have some leads.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly pulled up the message IP and preliminary registration information, his eyes shining, his face filled with excitement and focus.

Seeing this, Krystal put down her phone, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Was the other party specific? Do they have any evidence?"

"Not sure yet."

Lin Xiuyuan took a deep breath, his expression calming down, as if the hunter had finally caught the scent of his prey.

"But this time... we might have actually found a breakthrough."

Then Lin Xiuyuan quickly ran up to the computer room on the second floor, turned on the computer, and the nickname "ENA" of the message account on the screen was still flashing, indicating that the other party was online.

Then, without hesitation, an encrypted contact request was sent.

In less than three minutes, the other party passed.

Soon, a concise, calm, yet meaningful message popped up: "You say you're the one offering the bounty, so let me ask you: Is the evidence really worth 2000 million?"

Lin Xiuyuan stared at the screen, a slow smile playing on his lips, but his eyes were as cold as knives.

He quickly replied: "If it's true, then it's worth it. I've already prepared the encrypted payment; you just need to confirm what you have."

The other party remained silent for more than ten seconds, the screen completely silent. It was a breathtaking silence, as if some emotion was weighing its course, or as if a wound sealed for many years was slowly opening in the air.

Then, a long message slowly popped up—

Ten years ago, around the beginning of 2013, when I was still a trainee at his company, he coaxed me into going to the apartment next to the dormitory building.

Something happened that night, and we had intermittent contact afterward.

I was young then and thought I was the 'special one', so I secretly recorded a few short videos.

I haven't dared to post it all these years; I've kept it hidden in the drafts folder of my social media account.

In addition, there were several audio recordings, several chat screenshots... and the diagnostic report I later received from my visit to a psychologist.

Lin Xiuyuan was startled after reading the message and immediately typed a reply: "Are you still able to log into that account?"

The other party sent a smiley face, but it carried a hint of weariness and sarcasm.

Of course, although I haven't used that account for a long time, I still remember the password. I just logged in and checked, and everything is still there. To get the money, you need something, right?

Immediately afterwards, a series of screenshots were sent in.

The drafts interface, the account platform homepage, and several draft records marked "March 2013" and "May 2013".

Lin Xiuyuan immediately zoomed in on the screenshot, his gaze fixed.

The timing, environmental details, and the placement of items in the image all match the schedules and personal life of Kim Soo-hyun during that period, as found in the AI ​​search bar.

"This evidence... is explosive."

After comparing the evidence, Lin Xiuyuan turned around and whispered something to Krystal, who was standing behind him.

Krystal nodded slightly, then looked at the information on the screen again carefully.

Lin Xiuyuan took a deep breath and continued to press: "I must ask you, if this evidence had actually been exposed back then, would you have faced any risks at the time?"

The reply from the other side was unusually straightforward:
Absolutely not. I'm a citizen of the United States. I came here to become a trainee because I was a fan of a celebrity, and I only signed a trial contract.

Then in mid-2013 I quit and went back to the United States to study.

If it had been exposed back then, the worst that would have happened was that my family would have taken me back home...

I was just too young then to dare.

Seeing this, Lin Xiuyuan pressed further: "And now?"

There's been a slight mishap at home, and I need money. It's that simple.

Lin Xiuyuan almost couldn't help but slam his fist on the table and shout, "Perfect!"

The incident occurred in early 2013, and he left in mid-2013.

Clean and efficient, with no formal debut record and no entertainment industry experience.

This timeline is practically perfect.

Setting the outbreak point in 2013 would not only ensure a logical loop of all evidence but also minimize any real-world impact on the parties involved.

Now, all we need to do is "go back" to 2013, chat with the other party online again, and if they are willing to cooperate, this loophole can be perfectly patched up.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiuyuan forced himself to calm down, but asked a seemingly strange question.

If I could help you conceal your identity and have your information leaked in 2013... would you be willing to cooperate then?
I'm referring to appearing anonymously or assisting in verifying the timeline.

Although I don't understand why you insist on emphasizing 2013, I think I would have been willing back then if the money was right.

This short sentence is both realistic and direct.

Immediately afterwards, she sent another old video that was saved in her drafts folder.

Although the image is blurry, the figures and conversations are still faintly discernible.

What followed was a series of chat screenshots from back then, including some text messages that Kim Soo-hyun sent her.

The language is ambiguous, with a hint of probing and guidance, and the words reveal a clear sense of power control and a tendency to manipulate.

After reviewing everything, Lin Xiuyuan immediately transferred virtual currency worth 200 million Korean won from his encrypted wallet as a deposit, and the other party confirmed the receipt within minutes.

After finishing all this, Lin Xiuyuan casually unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, took a big gulp, and then began to record quickly.

"In March 2013, the girl temporarily resided at a training center in Gangnam as a trainee. Kim Soo-hyun was not filming any dramas at the time and frequently appeared in that area... The timelines overlap, which makes sense."

After muttering something to himself, Lin Xiuyuan asked the other person on the screen again: "You said you're not the only victim, so do you know if you can still contact the others?"

The reply paused for a few minutes: "[Several girls I trained with back then encountered similar situations. But they all left the entertainment industry later; some went back to their hometowns, some changed their phone numbers, and I can't contact them anymore.]"

Lin Xiuyuan did not ask any further questions.

He understood that this single piece of evidence was enough to detonate the first bomb.

Krystal, who had been sitting quietly observing from the side, finally spoke up.

"That's enough, Xiuyuan."

Her tone was gentle, yet carried a decisive quality: "The entertainment industry isn't a court of law; it doesn't require a trial process with irrefutable evidence. As long as there's a genuine chain of evidence, the internet will automatically fill in the gaps with all the other baseless rumors."

Moreover, once a story takes shape, it will spread on its own.

Speaking of this, she remained calm and her eyes were clear. "Society cannot rush to protect a male star who was once elevated to godhood, especially when he is about to collapse. Those waiting to kick him while he's down are not only netizens, but also a bunch of replacement male stars and the capital behind them."

Lin Xiuyuan nodded, his gaze firm, and turned back to the screen to continue checking the details with the person on the other end of the computer.

He asked many questions about that period of time: the specific location of the incident, the process, the time frame, whether there were any witnesses, details of the two people's clothing, their interaction, and their choice of words...

The response from the other side was slightly unpleasant at first, but for the sake of the remaining 1800 million yuan reward, they still pieced together the whole picture of that period word by word.

The other party even took the initiative to create animated graphics, recreating several memorable scenes and movements from back then, just to help Lin Xiuyuan identify Kim Soo-hyun's usual "leading rhetoric".

That familiar pattern, coupled with the evidence previously exposed by Kim Sae-ron's family, allowed Lin Xiuyuan to almost conclude that...

This kind of deception is not the first time Kim Soo-hyun has used it, nor is it just a one-time thing.

Then he frowned and cursed, "That bastard really deserves to die."

At the same time, Krystal's small hand, which was resting on Lin Xiuyuan's shoulder, tightened slightly, indicating that she was not in a good mood either.

Video clips, text message records, screenshots, psychological diagnosis reports, social media drafts, timestamps and location stamps...

As all the clues came together, Lin Xiuyuan finally established a complete chain of evidence regarding the "Kim Soo-hyun sexual assault incident," excluding "Kim Sae-ron."

Then, staring at the computer screen, my heart raced slightly, but my eyes remained unusually calm.

"All right."

Lin Xiuyuan spoke slowly to Krystal, "Now, with just one drop point and one pusher, this time bomb... will blow a hole in the entire entertainment industry in 2013."

Krystal smiled gently at him, "It's time to make sure that the 'forever clean Kim Soo-hyun' from 2013 is gone forever. This can be considered as getting some justice for many girls. Xiuyuan, you've done a great deed."

Then, without further hesitation, Lin Xiuyuan transferred the remaining 1800 million Korean won reward money into the other party's account in one go.

If we can completely drag Kim Soo-hyun, that "scoundrel," down with us in 2013, then spending this money will be absolutely worth it.

Moreover, in order to "spend a fortune to buy a horse's bones," he even proactively updated the screenshot of the transfer to the bottom of the post.

He doesn't just want this one bomb; he needs more evidence.

The more the better, the more ruthless the better.

As July begins, along with the typhoon warnings, what's approaching isn't just weather changes, but also a massive storm brewing in the shadows.

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