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- 13.2 - The Pineapple Serial Killing Case (The Investigation)
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CAKE's Evidence - 13.3 - The Pineapple Serial Killing Case (The Exhibit)
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Last Updated : 2022-06-20CAKE's Evidence - 14.1 - The Mystery of the Nightshade Inn (Part One)
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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LUKE MATTHEW “What happened to Sylvester and Shiloah?” THE ECHOING SOUND of the bottle of loo cleaner colliding with the tiled floor filled the silence that followed the Detective’s question. “W-What did you say?” Cara stuttered. “The cousins!?” Toto rushed to us with his bubbled gloved hands. “What happened to the cousins?” “They have been kidnapped!” the lady cried out. The lad held one of her shoulders while his other hand ran up and down her back to calm her down. “You are Shiloah’s father,” the Detective remarked, staring at the lad. Then, she shifted her gaze to the lady. “And she is Sylvester’s mother.” She brought her gaze back to the lad. “You two are siblings.” “How did you know?” I asked. She turned to me wearing her usual bored expression. “Their physical appearances have similarities and their arrival together means they are related to each other. Also, for them to look for me, specifically, and come right here on my doorstep means they’ve met with someone who they
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LUKE MATTHEW “Don’t tell me you’re planning to ambush the white van riding just a skateboard?!” BUT WHATEVER I say, my words only fell on deaf ears. “The van turned right!” Cara announced and then Toto added, “The biker followed them!” The Detective reappeared by the open car door with her left foot resting on Vester’s skateboard. “When I make a signal, begin counting down from twenty. Once you get to zero, go to the white van’s location. Understood?” I don’t know what to say anymore and agreed with a hesitant “Yes”. She rolled her eyes. “Whether you say yes or no, you will do as I say.” Then, she pushed her right foot, beginning the skateboard’s motion. “Count!” “Twenty!” Cara started. Just as the count went down to seventeen, I got out of the car and witnessed Hibara’s actions. She was going at full speed, running past the biker who was pedaling the same. She opened her mouth and gave orders to him. Upon reading her lips, I gasped. “What?!” “What is it?” Toto asked in a pa
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JACOB CLUB DAY SATURDAY brought the three of us here in Room 502 of the Senior High Building—The Forensic Club’s Clubroom. After reading something on her phone, Tere announced, “The brat’s surgeries were successful.” “Violet, Indigo, Ocean, Green, and Dandelion— we must be the first to unmask who these people are! We can’t let the meddlesome youngster’s team open the curtains before us.” I declared with a wide grin, replacing the cap of the whiteboard marker after writing. “Didn’t you see today’s Ammunition headline?” Zia asked with a straight face, throwing the school paper on the table lazily and sighing. “We’re on the bad side again.” “I bet the sniper’s codename is Indigo. It’s the only one that sounds manly. Oh, it could be Ocean too!” “JACOB VALLE!” Zia slammed her hand on the table. “Are you listening to me?” Tere pulled the hem of my brown coat. I looked at her and she gestured her head toward the other girl. I met with Zia’s eyes and a shiver ran down my spine. Why is s
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CAKE's Evidence - 18.1 - Joint Investigation with The Forensic Club (Part One)
LUKE MATTHEW “I will still believe.” IT WASN’T A bluff. I don’t know exactly what occurred to me. At that moment, I just decided to believe in the Detective’s deduction about the sniper not targeting a Salcedo family member and dared to use my own body as a shield once again. As a detective, she has to protect the world from criminals. But who will protect her from them? She may think she’s strong and clever enough to keep them off of her, but there will be times when she’s not. Suddenly, a flash of red light pulled me from my thoughts. “SON, GET DOWN!” Mamá shouted as she ran across the street, her hand reaching out to me. It was chaos. The next thing I knew was that the Club President of The Forensic Club had my head in his hand, locking me in a bent-forward position. Because I was in that form, I couldn’t see what was really going on above, but I could hear the sound of the Detective’s pocket pistol. Then, I saw a tomato-looking ball thrown to the ground from the Nerd’s hand.
CAKE's Evidence - 17.3 - Face-off with The Forensic Club (The Shield)
HIBARA I STOPPED AND discontentedly accepted the offer. I can’t believe the sniper got away from me! “Where’s the detective wannabe?” I asked the Major. “He took a motorcycle from one of the flower shop’s customers and trailed the shooter,” he answered. “It seems he lost sight of him as well.” “What information did he get? The last location sighted?” He shook his head. “All he knew was that the shooter was wearing all-black.” A smirk flashed on my lips knowing I am one step ahead of that Club President. Matthew’s eyes met mine through the rearview mirror and he remarked, “I know that face. You’ve got more information than him, haven’t you?” “Since when have you started doing this, Matt?” Mrs. Vargas asked her son. He simply answered, “Monday. Third week of classes.” “AND YOU NEVER TOLD ME?! It’s been, what, two months?!” “The Salcedos will stop me, Mamá. You know that. And these sixty-one days of my life were the most un-boring.” Mistress Lilith fell silent upon hearing Matt
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
