Chapter 4

-KAIZI-

I've been running in circles, which seems like hours. This is unexpected; the person I saved tonight is the villain herself. Whoever she is, I swore I will put her behind bars.

Why did Rook desperately slip that rumour anyway?

Wait, that rumour. I almost forgot that it was just a---

I heard a thud from behind making me look in that direction. Just Rook and his companions running towards me, tsk, they are darn late.

"Where is she?" Rook shouted and stopped in front of me.

"I lost her," I replied.

"Dammit! I never thought this could happen!" He shouted on top of his lungs, his reaction says it all.

I got tricked, he got tricked too by his own orchestrated trick.

Sad.

"Just like I thought," I uttered with a serious tone, getting Rook's attention.

"Like why you didn't carefully secure the place even though you thought she's going to steal the diamond..." I stopped and narrowed my eyes.

"That only means that you intentionally leaked that info never considering that she could be really into that. You're really unto abducting her for your evil plan or whatever your intention is. The rumour is just a decisive info you use as a threat for a certain person to come out." That rumour wasn't really intended for me.

He slipped that information to the police expecting them to spread it to the public but, coincidentally that I'm there, I stopped it. So in the very beginning, their plan was half destroyed.

He only gave me a laugh as a response. He combed his hair with his fingers, as he wore that same non-genuine smile.

"You want to lure her father out." I finished. He listened to everything I said without being surprised.

"You really got it all, impressive." He laughed. "The gun company had gone ahead of us," he added as his reason for his plans.

"So, then let's go to the room, maybe she's still there." Rook started running, but without four bare steps, I stopped him.

"I don't think so."

"What do you mean?" He glanced at me.

"This encounter with her is just a delusion to help someone move out safely which means someone already got the diamond before she came here, and maybe she also has gotten out of the Mansion while we are here chatting" I explained to him.

Yeah, I somewhat underestimated her and that was my mistake.

"The sentries!" Rook boomed in realization, yeah, he's right. He's not that dense after all.

"Oh well, lucky for me." He paused and smiled at me," I got to see how the best detective works," 

___qp___

I started my day with less enthusiasm because I haven't got a good night sleep from the fact that I danced with her, such a dreadful night.

That's why I decided to go here, to the police station to start investigating.

I only have a week duration to solve this case. After all, it was an unsolved yet closed case so a week investigation is expected. It wasn't even considered as a cold case, what's with this country's justice system??

"Gun Company by Lander Luke Everfrost...." I read while scanning the paper. "Suspected of Serial murder----- yet never proven." I finished with a sigh.

They stopped the investigation after concluding that the Company somewhat did it, why?

According to civilians' statements, they heard gunshots once in every hour starting from 7:00 pm to 4:00 am, but two gunshots were heard in one house making it sixteen gunshots in all.

They never checked anyone in the neighbourhood that night since they thought that the gunshots were from the Gun Company, maybe trying their new invention in the middle of the night since they also got used to hearing gunshots since then.

But then, later that morning, a bothered citizen came to the police saying he found something, the very first gunshot which occurred at exactly 7:10 came inside a house.

He even said he saw someone coming out of the house, but wouldn't give any further information because of the dark night. The police later came to that house only to find a dead body lying on his bed, the same as for the 13 victims, but as for the 15th victim, found dead beside his bed.

Two bullets found at a crime scene, one is missed and the other one pierced through him. An unknown scratch on the wall caused by an unidentified sharp object maybe a knife.

The victims all live alone and all are male.

Hmm, a serial killer, maybe.

Consider the fact that they only have one suspect and the police only have a piece of limited information. This will take more than a week to solve, according to my calculations but I don't need that much time unless I have a legit source of information.

"I also thought that the 15th victim fought with the killer and the killer tried to kill the victim with a knife but for some reason, ended up killing him with a gun but why use a gun instead of the knife, if the killer has one? He probably should have known about guns being loud. That doesn't make sense, is it?" Lieutenant Danwel, stating his opinion while sitting beside me.

And why did you open that case, anyway?" He mumbled in distress "It's been a year though."

"Nothing!" I just said. It's obviously because it wasn't solved. "The bullets that were found in the victims' bodies were said to be made by the Gun Company."

"Yeah, but the Gun Company said they know nothing about it and they even said that maybe the bullets were fake. To be sure, we ran a forensic test and boom! It's indeed fake." He stated with that actions as effects.

"GC's bullets have different size and shape compared to normal bullets. So whoever tried to clone the Company's bullets ended up not noticing the metal used."

"The metal used by the Company and the metal used to kill the victims are different, huh?." I uttered in amazement, turning to the next page. "The bullets found on the bodies are made of brass that is usually used for bullet making and as to the Gun Company's, it is PURE GOLD." They're damn rich to supply the company with such a bullet but isn't the bullet too soft??

"Yeah, when you go firing off with that kind of bullet, golden gun powder should be found at the crime. By the way, the bullet that killed the last victim has a mixture of two metals. Half is normal metal and steel." Danwel informed.

"I also noticed that their bullets have different structures and functions. You see, the Company invented its own projectile. Their bullet is two-pointed with a line dividing it, compared to a normal one which is only a one-pointed projectile. The original bullet made by the Company can be divided into two, but for the fake, I can't divide it. That's why I concluded that faking it was not the intention of the killer. It seems like who made the fake one missed some information about the original one. Maybe that's why finding it was fake must have really been upsetting for the killer." he left a deep sigh.

"But the most amazing part is that the Gun Company has the guts to clear its name from such mess even if they don't need to, good is it not?" There again, is he pertaining about the permit?

"Tell me about the permit," I demanded without even leaving my gaze from what I'm reading.

He was stunned from hearing what I just said, maybe it was an unexpected question.

"I'm sorry, what permit?" he ended up asking.

It's obvious that he knows about it but why is he hiding its bizarre existence?

Such a permit higher than the LAW. So impossible to exist.

"They have two company base:1. In the middle of the town 2. By the forest" I stood up, picked up the files, planning an investigation by the side of the forest.

I need more information than this. I could ask some witnesses but I doubt its legitimacy.

"We can't go inside the Company to look for evidence since the police have been forbidden to stick their nose in Mafia's business," Danwel exclaimed to me. I watch how shock he was from what he just said himself.

There, he slipped, just like what Rook told me yesterday, about that permit. I turned my back from him and approached the door. I was about to open the door when it opened by itself.  A woman then entered the room.

"Hi!" she smiled while fixing her straight brownish hair that stops at her back.

"This is Abigail Ramcey." He introduced. "She'll be escorting you everywhere you go and also securing your life. I doubt you know where to go." He suggested, staring at me who wouldn't talk to complain.

"But remember, don't stroll too far."