This chapter was kind of intense so . . . let's take a small break from our "incomplete" DetecFIVE and meet a special narrator for our next chapter! >u<
JACOB “Your order of today’s Ammunition is outside, President.” ALISZIA TUAZON THREW the school paper accurately on the tablespace in front of me. Her black kinky hair was in a bun secured with a pink beaded hair tie. She had her DSLR in her hand and not hung around her neck. Judging by her aura this morning, the Club Secretary’s brought no good news. “What is it?” I asked while flipping through the pages of the Ammunition from the back. “We've had no clients for the past four days, thus, leaving our social media page inactive. Our followers are waiting for our newest post but we have nothing to give them,” Zia replied frustratingly just as I read the first paragraph of today’s headline. 【TFC Outsold! An Unnamed JHS Trio Grabs the Limelight. The popularity of the new detective group gets a boost in line with the bombing event of Albertus Magnus University three weeks ago. Comprised of three Grade 10-I students: Hibara W.C., Luke Matthew Vargas, and Toto Lei Chavez, this Junior Hig
JACOB AFTER FOUR DAYS of silence, we finally got a client. But the thing is— he’s dead. Counting five minutes on my wristwatch to elapse, I signaled to these two girls that we were safe to leave the table. “Stay right here. Only I will approach the victim for now, in case there’s another fire. Contact Chief Velasquez,” I ordered. I slipped on my gloves and crouched in front of the dead client. I did a thorough body search and made an inspection to see if there were any irregularities on his skin. Strange… Where is that thing? Lastly, I lifted his head and checked the bullet wound behind. This is—without a doubt—made by a sniper rifle! “.338 Lapua Magnum cartridge; shot around a one-kilometer radius.” “Zia!” I shouted in surprise, dropping the poor guy’s head on the floor. “Tsk. I told you to stay back!” However, she ignored me and continued talking while capturing pictures on her DSLR. “A sniper rifle developed by ORSIS in Russia back in 2018, T-5000 has a five-round detacha
JACOB “G-Guys… Bright Light… is online.” I GOT UP from Red’s chair in alarm and rushed to Team MM’s space. “WHAT?!” The Club President just said that Bright Light is Luciano’s gamer name! How could he be online when he’s lying dead in our clubroom’s doorway with Chief Velasquez? The gamer with a red forehead band pointed at his monitor with shaking hands. “He’s online!” “That can’t be! He’s dead!” I exclaimed but when my gaze landed on where he was pointing at, I found Bright Light on the list of online players. “He’s online in Mobile Legends, too!” announced Suzy, holding up her smartphone with a controller attached. “He’s online also in Valorant,” said Red, staring at his monitor. “Call of Duty, online!” added another Team BB gamer wearing a green forehead band. “Clash of Clans!” added another one from Team HS who also held up his smartphone. “This is…! Someone hacked his account!” I exclaimed. Then, I turned to the two and spoke in a low voice, “There is no doubt that our
JACOB THE SNIPER RIFLE Murder Case and the Gaming Account Hacking Case— two cases brought to us by a dead client will surely blast our ‘inactive’ social media page. “Chief, could you please hand over my laptop?” Zia asked Chief Velasquez. After deciding that we solve the murder case first, my Secretary volunteered to solve the hacking case while the VP and I will visit the three suspects in their respective schools. Since our clubroom happened to be a crime scene, we can’t come and go as we wish, especially with those yellow police tapes around. “Where are you three off to now?” he asked as he gave Zia her laptop. Tere answered, “President and I will interrogate our suspects while she stays here to solve another case.” The Campus Police Head sighs and places a hand on his forehead. “I really don’t understand why these things happen here while the other Campus Police tell us that they don’t do much on duty.” “Cases happen every single day, Chief. It’s just that they don’t notice
JACOB IN THE END, even without my permission, Tere gave the information of the case to Samael, who, in return, defended our suspect. “I thought you were some sort of a spy that this second-rate President sent us,” he remarked at Tere whose eyes now held a shivering gaze. “We found you during the Black and White Mystery. You weren’t a good spy.” “Enough of this,” I sighed and held Tere’s hand; “we’re going. Unlike you two, The Forensic Club still has two suspects to interrogate.” Samael crossed his arms and gave his final words, “Whatever you have to do, you can’t come to our younger cousins without passing through us.” Eligor swung his arm around the younger one. Their domineering aura has somehow faded, making me feel a bit better. “Samael and I are their eldest relatives who are within their reach. The others are already out there in the busy world. Only we can watch over them so, do bear with us if we are overprotective.” He smiled and then added, “Also, I’m graduating this ye
JACOBOUR THIRD SUSPECT and most probably the one who hired the sniper to kill Magnus Mightymen’s Luciano Nacario lay dead in front of our eyes. Gladly, no one approached the body when I told them not to by shouting from the window.The police that Tere called arrived while I was examining the body. “Didn’t anyone tell you not to tamper with the crime scene?” A police officer warned me.I stood up and faced him. “Apologies, Officer. As you can see, we are not from this school and I am wearing my gloves. You can be sure that I did not tamper with any of the possible evidences.”“Alright,” another police officer remarked. “Step aside now.”“But Officer,” I smirked; “I may have some information that could help you in your official investigation.”“Oh, Jacob!” A voice called from behind.“Constable!” I waved at Det. Con. Joaquin Perez with a cheerful smile. He is the older brother of my best friend, making me acquainted with the CID.Recalling my first meeting with the meddlesome youngste
LUKE MATTHEW“So, that’s their two cases?”I COMPLETELY NARRATED what happened on my trip to CSD and that’s the question Toto threw at me.“It’s just one case,” said the Detective, scrolling through their newest post on the TFC Case Files page.The doctors told us that recovery times for a second-degree burn vary widely, but if the damage is not very severe, it can take fifteen to twenty days for the wound to heal. Her first-degree burns have almost completely recovered while the rest are still under observation. They also said that she may be discharged around two weeks from now.For twenty days, Toto and I come over here after school and stay during weekends. We tell her what happened at school; we give her the lessons, details on the several homework, and the projects; and we update her about our current active case: ‘Gathering Evidence against Indigo’.I remember her saying she already knew that Indigo is a CAT Officer. Of course, I got mad at her for not telling me such informati
HIBARA AFTER THE CHAOTIC atmosphere died down, I opened up an important topic to discuss. “Now that you joined the game, I hope you know all the risks that this entails.” I saw their faces become serious matching mine. “Since, at this moment, in this very room, we are of one class, I’m sure you know how each game we played with them almost brought us to a game over. Although we obviously won against them most of the time, we can’t deny the fact that because of them, Matthew here received a bullet for the first time in his life; Toto learned that the person he trusts is part of the Blite Community, and you see me lying here with first and second-degree burns.” “Physically, mentally, and emotionally, we are damaged by this bloody game they’re putting us in.” The Major gave his insight. “So, girls, as early as now, if you want to back out, please do so.” “No, I will stay! I’m officially your fourth member!” Cara replied with conviction. Somehow, her attitude appeals to my good side.