Chapter 5

-KAIZI-

*COMPANY BASE: FOREST*

I'm busy scanning the huge base with my binoculars while Abigail is beside me reading the files for me by the thick small bushes a little far from the Base. The base has only one way in and out. Where cargoes enter and leave.

"The victims died with the same reason, huge brain damage caused by identical bullets and maybe the very same gun and the very same killer." she started reading the files for me.

Yeah, such a brutal way to kill yet painless or fastest way to die.

"Long-range shot?" I asked without taking MY gaze off the binoculars.

"Close contact..." she responded.

"That's why they found gun powder at all victims' faces and every shot was 'bull's eye'. I concluded and lowered my binoculars.

"All the 15 victims died with their heads shot," she reads." And all the crime scenes are all on the victim's bedroom. All died on the very same night."

The killer meant to kill them in the same night, why?

"Close contact killing only means that the killer is no professional." I concluded, "and even if the bullet is fake, but has the same size and shape means only a gun like the Company must also be used." That's obvious, actually.

"Wow!" Abigail uttered in amazement. "You're already halfway in solving the case. All we need is proof to seal your theories," she stated, making me glanced at her in disapproval.

"I theorized nothing" I corrected. More like deducting. Theories will remain theories, in my perspective.

"You arrived here days ago, right? And left Japan, why?" She curiously asked .

I glanced back at my binoculars and started looking around again. "A friend encouraged me." I cheaply replied. "He said that there's this case about a serial killer that hasn't been solved in almost a year. He said that if I solve it, I could be able to beat him." But, that so-called Permit is a threat itself.

"Beat him from what?" another question from her.

"I need to beat him to obtain the title 'the greatest detective in the whole world." I confidently exclaimed.

"So that's your dream, huh!" all she said and left out a sigh, "The greatest detective you say, you mean. Johann Batchmann." She exclaimed, astonished by her realization.

"It's Bachmann, not Batchmann." I corrected it. "Why is it not a surprise hearing his last name wrong from someone?" I annoyingly said as I narrow my gaze.

"Sorry, they sound the same to me..." she laughed, "So you met each other." She added.

"It's obviously yes," I just said. Gome'ne, what an attitude I have today.

"So, this Company is one of the suspects, huh?" she spoke up changing the topic.

"No, I haven't suspected the Gun Company yet. I'm still on a doubt." I resorted from looking and sat down on the grassy ground, crossed my legs and put the binoculars beside me.

"There are two possible reasons for faking a bullet--- framing someone or a cover-up. Example, if the Company is the one behind this, why waste time making fake bullets for killing?---as a cover-up. And someone copied the bullets from them---frame-up. If someone can go copying their bullet only means that the culprit is maybe working here or he has a colleague inside." I stated my findings.

But which company? The Luxury Company owned by the Darwins has indeed personal conflicts, but wouldn't risk losing the Gun Company's trust. So I won't go suspecting them, besides, they're only into luxuries. I raised my hand stretching them. I heard only two companies are standing in this town.

"Going back to the Gun Company, not minding bullets, if they have an assassin, who would that be and why did they choose a maybe Rookie but good in entering houses and go killing their victims in a close range." I stopped "...but said from the paper that the victims have no particular proof that they work for this company even once." Consider the fact that 'SHE' has amazing skills. Does she have any connection?

"Like you said, um, they should go sniping the victims instead?" Abigail queried to make a point.

"Uh, maybe. But that will take time killing all the victims in a day." I reasoned out, wait, that's it.

"But what if the killer went there to ask them to shut their mouth or just ask something." She questioned again making another point.

"Oh, shut their mouth? That's the reason why they're dead. The victims were found dead in a sleeping manner so we can say they were killed when they're sleeping except for the last victim who maybe happened to wake up and maybe even fought with the killer. No death threats received from their phones and no mysterious things in their houses either, even the doorknob isn't damaged, no fingerprints and they have no enemies from work according to the victim's colleagues." I grinned while thinking deeply, remembering about the information that I recently read, this is getting interesting.

"But you see, the killer is somehow clever thinking to kill his/her victims in one night. If the killer tried to kill them one by one regardless of the time, the other victims would have fled the town. That only means that the victims are connected to each other or something like that and so as the killer.

That is why, a pattern is not that important in this case since we are not dealing with a psychopath, I mean, a normal serial murder case. This is an assassination.

"If that would ever happen, then all of the victims had been involved in something." Abigail cried out and I just smiled upon her statement, yeah, you're right.

"But I don't think you only came here for that." Abigail, with her serious voice, she uttered.

Interesting.

"Well, you're right. Never thought you could read me." I astonishingly said making her blush and hide her face by looking down. "If I can't catch them by this case, then I'll catch them by proving they stole the diamond last night," I exclaimed with a big grin.

"Diamond?" Abigail asked in confusion. "You're still onto that." She somehow uttered that with a sad tone.

"Yes, the police didn't believe me that 'that bastard' stole it unless I have proof. I wonder why Rook hasn't filed a case." My confused expression faded into a grin, an evil grin." But if I have proof, the police will arrest them then I could enter the Company and look for clues for this case. Good idea, isn't it?"

"Umm, about arresting them..." Abigail stopped, after feeling a continuous vibration from her pocket. She slipped her hand in and out holding a vibrating phone and answered the call.

"I see, " her last reply after finally closing her phone and slipped it back into her pocket. " LT. Danwel said we should head back now!" She informed me and stood up.

"Why now?" pouting like a child,I following her to stand up.

"But he said it's important." She explained while staring at the pouting adult. I mean, me but not pouting.

"But I'm waiting for someone," I whispered.

"Waiting?" her eyebrows met.

"Yea---"