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- 18.1 - Joint Investigation with The Forensic Club (Part One)
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CAKE's Evidence - 18.2 - Joint Investigation with The Forensic Club (Part Two)
LUKE MATTHEW THERE WAS NOTHING. Not a single trace of the sniper was left on the rooftop of the Metropolitan Institute of Architecture and Engineering. Not even a footprint or a drop of blood could be seen. It was like he wasn’t even present. After learning of the Detective’s bloody message on Jacob’s sleeve, we decided to perform a joint investigation—“Just this once”, he said—about the sniper. I really don’t understand these two’s rivalry when we can do more if we’re all in one team. “Do you have any ideas about the fraudulent headlines on our school paper?” Cara asked the Club President, diverting the topic. “Well, aside from the Ghost Hand case, we know you wouldn’t stage a crime for fame so we dug deeper,” replied Tere. “I am suspicious of the EIC,” Toto stated. “There’s no way Catherine and Emmanuel’s articles would be edited drastically if it wasn’t for the last person who handles or approves them before printing.” I agreed. Jacob smirked as he declared, “Her criminal co
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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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JACOB THE GIRLS ENTERED the Ammunition Journalists Clubroom while I stayed outside on the lookout. A few minutes later, they came out with Catherine McKnight and Emmanuel Cagasa—the first two writers whose articles were drastically edited from truth to illegitimacy. And although today is Club Day, the third writer who was supposed to be present was nowhere in sight. “We haven’t seen Evelyn Gannaban since yesterday. It was actually surprising that she has an article for today’s distribution,” said Catherine. I looked at Emmanuel who was spinning a stylus pen with his fingers. “Yesterday was when your edited article was on Ammunition.” “Hold on.” Zia raised a hand and stared at the two. Her eyes were scanning every inch of their bodies. I smirked. “You,” she pointed at Catherine; “are from the Circulation Staff. And you,” she turned to Emmanuel; “are an Editorial Cartoonist.” “On-point deduction!” I praised her and she smiled. “Why did they write news articles, then?” Tere’s voi
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JACOB I WENT BACK to the university to get my motorbike and drive around the city. I need to know where Violet would be executed. I glanced at my side mirror, feeling as if someone was following me, and indeed, there was. A yellow taxi cab was about 200 meters behind me and I couldn’t recognize the passengers using only my side mirror. Damn it. I turned left at the intersection and the yellow taxi appeared behind not long after. I turned another left at the next corner and a right. Even in tight spaces, the yellow taxi continued to follow me. Don’t tell me…?! I picked up my speed and turned another right and then left until I found an open parking basement. I quickly paid for a ticket and drove down. What I didn’t expect was what I would see once the basement lights met my eyes. On both left and right sides were a total of six black 2021 Mercedes-Benz Metris Passenger Van parked side-by-side. My grip on the handlebars of my motorbike tensed as beads of sweat formed around my neck
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HIBARA AFTER MY MOTHER insisted I stay in our residence, I spent my three days of recovery in the library. Since Cara turned my apartment into a ‘Detective Agency’ of some sort, it was actually good staying back here. The only thing I didn’t like was, of course, interacting with my dearest father. I finished quite a lot of mystery books and now, I’m skimming through Dad’s old case files. His recent case files are in his study while the old ones are stacked here in the library which I, sometimes, take a look at for studies. An incident from the year before I was born piqued my interest. I smirked as I read the words written in red ink above the title of the case: Unsolved. “So, you have an unsolved case fifteen years ago, huh?” I grabbed the white folder and sat on the well-lit, giant egg chair in the middle of the round room of books. 【Pre-School Teacher Murder Case】 Several photographs were within the folder. I checked mostly those that are focused on how the victim was found.
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HIBARA THE NEWS REGARDING the Ammunition EIC’s death shook up the entire Albertus Magnus University. Although it was reported as a mysterious murder by an unknown gunman at first, it was later reported that the occurrence was an accident caused by a stray bullet. When I heard of that on the television, I couldn’t help but laugh. Violet’s death was a necessary action for the organization; to ensure that the information regarding their criminal business remains out of our reach. As soon as I stepped foot into the classroom of Grade 10 Section I, Cara approached me with a huge smile on her face. “Welcome back, Miss Detective!” My gaze shifted from her face down to her body, and then to the surroundings. I smirked and gave her a welcoming deduction show. “Since I wasn’t present last Monday and yesterday, I assume you might have missed hearing the brilliance of my deductive prowess.” “Oh, right! You were on the news yesterday!” Toto pointed out. “You helped a police detective to solve
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LUKE MATTHEW THE THIRD WEEK of classes opened with the usual peaceful Monday. The calmness of the environment as I walked the long way to Albertus Magnus University is as annoying as it can get every time. Like any other school day, I left the Salcedo Mansion several hours earlier than my schedule to spend about one to two hours in my Pops’ house. The rest of my free time is spent walking to the uni and reading thrilling adventure novels in AMU’s library. A thrilling adventure—something I have yearned for all of my years—an experience that (maybe) any high school student would wish for. I gave a jolly greeting to the security guard as I entered the premises of AMU. However, the quietness that welcomed my ears was deafening. My bottomline here: Afternoon classes suck. There weren’t even students loitering around the campus. Everything’s just boring—TOO BORING! . . . Or maybe not. The blanket of silence was torn apart when some of the morning class students, a few faculty members,
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HIBARA THE SIGHT OF the classroom of Grade 10 Section I was very displeasing to the eyes. It made me grimace as soon as I stepped into the room with Major Vargas following behind. Not to mention, the noise that echoed in my ears was more than enough to pound my head. However, this bunch of annoying children can move like trained ninjas when a teacher is about to arrive. Everything, then, would be back to where it should be. A pale female with long hair walked towards us—our Class Monitor and my seatmate—Loiella Casis. “There’s only five minutes before the class starts,” she said and then glanced at the student behind me. “Luke, I’ve already marked you present. Take your seat.” “Thanks, Ella!” The Major beamed and then jogged to his seat in the back row. “You’re the transferee from last week, right?” Loiella turned to me. “Yeah,” I blandly answered. “I didn’t catch your name. You’re not talking to me even if we’re seatmates. Please don’t be offended. Just tell me your name so I
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CAKE's Evidence - 21 - An Odd Birthday Gift
HIBARA THE NEWS REGARDING the Ammunition EIC’s death shook up the entire Albertus Magnus University. Although it was reported as a mysterious murder by an unknown gunman at first, it was later reported that the occurrence was an accident caused by a stray bullet. When I heard of that on the television, I couldn’t help but laugh. Violet’s death was a necessary action for the organization; to ensure that the information regarding their criminal business remains out of our reach. As soon as I stepped foot into the classroom of Grade 10 Section I, Cara approached me with a huge smile on her face. “Welcome back, Miss Detective!” My gaze shifted from her face down to her body, and then to the surroundings. I smirked and gave her a welcoming deduction show. “Since I wasn’t present last Monday and yesterday, I assume you might have missed hearing the brilliance of my deductive prowess.” “Oh, right! You were on the news yesterday!” Toto pointed out. “You helped a police detective to solve
CAKE's Evidence - 20 - The Killer from Fifteen Years Ago
HIBARA AFTER MY MOTHER insisted I stay in our residence, I spent my three days of recovery in the library. Since Cara turned my apartment into a ‘Detective Agency’ of some sort, it was actually good staying back here. The only thing I didn’t like was, of course, interacting with my dearest father. I finished quite a lot of mystery books and now, I’m skimming through Dad’s old case files. His recent case files are in his study while the old ones are stacked here in the library which I, sometimes, take a look at for studies. An incident from the year before I was born piqued my interest. I smirked as I read the words written in red ink above the title of the case: Unsolved. “So, you have an unsolved case fifteen years ago, huh?” I grabbed the white folder and sat on the well-lit, giant egg chair in the middle of the round room of books. 【Pre-School Teacher Murder Case】 Several photographs were within the folder. I checked mostly those that are focused on how the victim was found.
CAKE's Evidence - 19.3 - Exposing Violet's Identity: The Forensic Club Special Narrative (The News Flash)
JACOB I WENT BACK to the university to get my motorbike and drive around the city. I need to know where Violet would be executed. I glanced at my side mirror, feeling as if someone was following me, and indeed, there was. A yellow taxi cab was about 200 meters behind me and I couldn’t recognize the passengers using only my side mirror. Damn it. I turned left at the intersection and the yellow taxi appeared behind not long after. I turned another left at the next corner and a right. Even in tight spaces, the yellow taxi continued to follow me. Don’t tell me…?! I picked up my speed and turned another right and then left until I found an open parking basement. I quickly paid for a ticket and drove down. What I didn’t expect was what I would see once the basement lights met my eyes. On both left and right sides were a total of six black 2021 Mercedes-Benz Metris Passenger Van parked side-by-side. My grip on the handlebars of my motorbike tensed as beads of sweat formed around my neck
CAKE's Evidence - 19.2 - Exposing Violet's Identity: The Forensic Club Special Narrative (The Exposé)
JACOB THE GIRLS ENTERED the Ammunition Journalists Clubroom while I stayed outside on the lookout. A few minutes later, they came out with Catherine McKnight and Emmanuel Cagasa—the first two writers whose articles were drastically edited from truth to illegitimacy. And although today is Club Day, the third writer who was supposed to be present was nowhere in sight. “We haven’t seen Evelyn Gannaban since yesterday. It was actually surprising that she has an article for today’s distribution,” said Catherine. I looked at Emmanuel who was spinning a stylus pen with his fingers. “Yesterday was when your edited article was on Ammunition.” “Hold on.” Zia raised a hand and stared at the two. Her eyes were scanning every inch of their bodies. I smirked. “You,” she pointed at Catherine; “are from the Circulation Staff. And you,” she turned to Emmanuel; “are an Editorial Cartoonist.” “On-point deduction!” I praised her and she smiled. “Why did they write news articles, then?” Tere’s voi
CAKE's Evidence - 19.1 - Exposing Violet's Identity: The Forensic Club Special Narrative (The Warning)
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
CAKE's Evidence - 18.2 - Joint Investigation with The Forensic Club (Part Two)
LUKE MATTHEW THERE WAS NOTHING. Not a single trace of the sniper was left on the rooftop of the Metropolitan Institute of Architecture and Engineering. Not even a footprint or a drop of blood could be seen. It was like he wasn’t even present. After learning of the Detective’s bloody message on Jacob’s sleeve, we decided to perform a joint investigation—“Just this once”, he said—about the sniper. I really don’t understand these two’s rivalry when we can do more if we’re all in one team. “Do you have any ideas about the fraudulent headlines on our school paper?” Cara asked the Club President, diverting the topic. “Well, aside from the Ghost Hand case, we know you wouldn’t stage a crime for fame so we dug deeper,” replied Tere. “I am suspicious of the EIC,” Toto stated. “There’s no way Catherine and Emmanuel’s articles would be edited drastically if it wasn’t for the last person who handles or approves them before printing.” I agreed. Jacob smirked as he declared, “Her criminal co
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
