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- 11.4 - A Dead Client's Case: The Forensic Club Special Narrative (The Interrogation, Part One)
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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HIBARA IT’S BEEN A while since I walked through the large golden gates of Colegio de Santo Domingo. As soon as I stepped foot on the premises alongside my former clubmate, Devin Purge, and their Young Master Samael Salcedo, cameras began to click. At this rate, we surely will be the next headline on their school paper. Hopefully, the event won’t reach the national newspaper. Toto and Cara who were walking behind us may have probably been overwhelmed by all the eyes fixed on us, so, I turned my head back. Surprisingly, I found our newest member acting like she’s an artist on the red carpet, smiling and waving to her fans and the paparazzi. The Science geek, on the other hand, covered his face with his Earth & Life Science book. They are the two sides of one coin. “President Hibara!” The combined voices of two girls echoed through the northeast side of the crowd. I immediately spotted them as I saw them jumping up and down while waving their arms. I pointed them to Devin and he nodd
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HIBARAA SERIAL KILLER with mental problems, probably psychopathy and obsession, is the main character of this exhibit.We spent our day walking around the premises of Colegio de Santo Domingo until the police officers left. They are just the unwanted actors present in a stage play. The show would be better off without them.“You’re doing it again, President Hibara!” Angelica whined as the seven of us sat down in our club’s usual spot in the cafeteria.“Deliberately not tellin’ us about the plan so that our actions and reactions would be one ‘undred percent genuine, ya,” Cassandra seconded.“I missed your presence here but I certainly don’t miss that,” added Devin. “Is she doing that to you?” He asked my new team members.The Major shared, “She once told me of a plan while we were on a helicopter. But, when we landed on the container ship, that plan was thrown out to the sea. We didn’t do anything and everything that was on the plan she said!”Well, I admit, that plan really failed. B
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LUKE MATTHEW I’VE NEVER SEEN the Nerd holding such a look. It’s as if he was sending poisoned darts toward the innocent young model of a clothing brand—all because Cara was blushing at his presence. Suddenly, eating the pizza in my hand was full of tension. The air around the three was obviously affecting us, except for the Detective who seemed to be enjoying the drama. “Ah, h-hello?” The young lady named Angelica raised her hand slightly. “D-Don’t you guys feel t-the tension? I-It’s uncomfortable…” But then, Hibara chimed with a smile, “Cara!” “Y-Yes!?” Cara jolted. “I’d like you to meet Jan Clark Rios, the leader of my Student Network here in CSD.” Then, she looked at the young lad. “Jan, this is Lt. Col. Cara Mendez, the leader of my Student Network in AMU.” “Lieutenant Colonel?” Jan’s face showed amazement. “You’re a CAT Officer? That’s cool!” “T-Thank you! You’re quite well-known, so that’s cool too!” Cara shyly smiled; her ears still red. Toto clenched his fists under t
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LUKE MATTHEW A FLOOD OF hot water was flowing out of the bath with a broken-down door. Two young ladies and male inn personnel were outside. A young lady around sixteen to eighteen with waist-long black hair had her left arm soaked in the tub. “WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU THREE DOING?” The Detective’s voice echoed from the bath through the hallway. “CALL THE AMBULANCE! NOW!” She pulled out the young lady’s arm and found several cuts on her wrist. “She just passed out. Though we barely made it,” Hibara began to explain the situation while tying her white handkerchief tightly around the young lady’s wrist. “She must’ve figured that she’s tomorrow’s victim that she tried to kill herself before the culprit does by making cuts and soaking them in hot flowing water so there wouldn’t be immediate clotting.” “Homeostasis,” Toto inferred as he fixed his eyeglasses. “Within minutes or even seconds from when the skin is cut or scraped, blood cells start to clump together and clot, protecting the w
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CAKE's Evidence - 17.2 - Face-off with The Forensic Club (The Sniper)
HIBARA “So, you heard it too?” I CROSSED MY arms right when the three members of The Forensic Club came into our view. Their arrogant Club President Jacob Valle is a real-deal detective wannabe. Although I dropped those words earlier, I never meant to say he’s better than me. Of course, I am and always will be the greater detective. He ignored my sarcasm and pointed a finger at Matthew. “You! Call your chauffeur and have him drive us to the crime scene!” The Major awkwardly replied, “But my Genesis G80 only has a capacity of five passengers; six if those who will ride the backseat are four slim persons.” “Can’t you borrow bigger cars?” Jacob huffed. “Well,” he smirked; “I don’t think Eligor would let you ride his seven-seater Genesis GV80 after that case involving Chedipe, Rangda, and Drace.” I clapped and gave him a sinister smile. “I didn’t know you have the skills to shut this detective wannabe up, Major.” “That’s it!” Aliszia Tuazon glared at their President. “I suggest we
