April 16, 2008
Eastwood
1:49 a.m.
"Things could've turned out differently, Gwen."
The depth of a man's voice echoed in the quiet room. Its tone was eerie as he arranged the utensils on the table: a matchbox, a small jar, and their old butcher's knife. He gently put down the fuel bottle and faced the woman who had almost fainted at the events. His hands were tied and his skin was wet from a mixture of sweat and gasoline.
The sickening stench of gasoline made her stomach churn. He had long since stopped struggling because he knew his wife was stronger.
It's no use.
He's a demon in human flesh. Anticipating his next move would mean death to her.
The man frowned when he saw his beloved wife look away. He hurriedly kissed her forehead and wipped away her tears. "Shh. Don't be afraid, dear. This will all be over soon. You won't even feel the pain, b*tch!" An uplifting laugh escaped her mouth and buried the nails in the woman's scalp.
Her screams were muffled by the cloth gagged into her mouth. His scalp was almost torn when he tweaked it. Gwen almost fainted when she felt blood trickling down her forehead. He sobbed quietly and was forced to stare into his wife's eyes.
The man she married two years ago is no longer there.
"You don't know how much it hurts, Gwen. Do you think you can just replace me when you're tired? Do you think it's legal to flirt with that idiot because I'm not here at home ?!"
The man's eyes fill with emotion. His eyes are a mixture of jealousy and chaos. Again, Gwen felt her husband caress her naked body before he teased her.
When the man was satisfied, he happily took the butcher's knife and matches.
"Your heart is mine. Mine alone, Gwen ... and I'll make sure of that."
The woman who was tied to the bed went crazy as her husband cut her skin. Blood spilled into the room as the man smiled. That night, he lost his mind and also his wife.
Moments later, their neighbors had to call the fire department.
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S U N D A Y
February 24, 2019
DEATH's headquarters, Eastwood
8:01 a.m.
Inside his office, Nico pours his concentration into the assessing pencil. His eyes narrowed down to the object with keen observation. He smiled when he saw that its point was perfect.
"In times of need, a pencil can be as deadly as a knife." he whispered to himself and was about to put the pencil in his drawer-along with ninety-nine of its kind-when someone spoke in front of him.
"Is this how Eastwood's greatest detective spends the rest of his morning?"
He smiled when he saw the senior consultant of their company. "Glad to see you again, doctor. What other case will DEATH give me? A missing kitten, or perhaps, a flat tire?" it says sarcastically.
For the last few months, no more exciting cases have come to their company. Nico had to endure even the most worthless cases like finding a missing pet or tracking those silly thieves from a grocery store robbery. Sometimes he just asks himself, 'Are the people of Eastwood losing their minds and they still need to call a detective for these cases ?!' If he only knew that his life in DEATH would be this boring, he would probably just grab a driver.
Dr. Jimenez, a man in his late forties, laughed at him. Someone put this folder on his desk.
"I think you will be interested in this case."
Nico yawned and toyed with the reports stacked on his desk. He was the one assigned by his good uncle to review them. He started making paper airplanes out of them. "How so?"
Dr. sighed. Jimenez on the behavior of their number one agent and a serious expression, "Do you remember a patient in a mental hospital who was bitten by a nurse's hand?"
Nico blinked. "Yup. Released in the news on December 20, 2016. I was in the shower that time but I found it quite ... amusing. It was even on the headlines the following day."
Dr. nodded. Jimenez and continued, "He escaped in 2017."
Nico stopped folding. He no longer followed the gaze of the paper plane that flew around Dr. Jimenez. Now, he has his full attention.
"What in the name of Sherlock are you talking about? I haven't heard anything."
Nico suddenly grabbed the folder on his desk. He quickly read its contents.
"You don't hear anything because Eastwood police are trying to control the situation. They've literally begged the media to keep quiet about it to avoid 'public chaos'."
Nico frowned.
"So. How could those bastards keep this quiet?" He re-read the files, "He ran away in October 2017, massacred a wealthy family and even hacked some policemen!" He was just shaken while looking at the photos of the crime scene.
It was too bloody. Clearly a masterpiece of someone who is out of his mind.
Dr. sat on a couch. Jimenez. "Precisely."
Inside his head, Nico could already hear his mental gears turning. In these instances, his detectiveness works. "And just now did the Heraldic Eastwood Local Police ask for help? Despite the abbreviation of their useless department, they ask for our assistance as frequently as a blood moon. There's something wrong with this," Nico smirked, "When did you learn to ask for help in ' who is their boss? "
Nico already knows the proud chief of HELP. He knew there was a deeper reason for this so he brought the case to DEATH. As far as history goes, DEATH and HELP always had an undying feud between them.
"I believe you're already aware of their protocol. They only ask for help from other agencies whenever the situation goes beyond their control. Just last month they found a corpse. They suspect it was the work of that madman who escaped the mental hospital, Cassio Salvador. "
"Why him?"
"Those photographs will answer that."
Nico noticed the brown envelope placed at the very back of the files. From here, he took some pictures. The photos were captured from different angles. Photographs of the crime scene and they look new.
When Nico notices the similarity in the manner of the murder, he already understands why a mental fugitive is suspected by the police. In the few months he has been working at DEATH, only now has he seen such a bloody murder.
Just now it happened again in Eastwood.
"He seems to have a pattern." He commented while staring at the pictures. He compared it to photos taken from the crime scene of the family massacre in 2017.
The large hole in the victims' chest caught his attention. An internal organ missing.
"He seems to be fond of stealing their hearts ... literally." Nico smiled. Finally, some action!
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"I can see you're up to the challenge. I expect no less from our primary agent."Dr. stood up. Jimenez and smiled at the young man. Now Nico has placed the pictures on his desk, studying them carefully and seems to be deep in thought. He gave no sign of hearing the words of their senior consultant. Dr. just sighed. Jimenez. 'Once a case interests him, he seems to have lost his attention on this planet,' he thought."Expect a raise in salary once this is over."The young detective looked up, "Money has never been an issue for me, Doc. I do this out of passion.""Whatever you say. By the way, you still need to know.""Shoot.""It's not just DEATH that Eastwood Police asked for help. They also hired an agent from SHADOW."Nico's eyes narrowed. He had a different idea of it! "Damn it. Don't tell me --- ?!""Yes. Unfortunately, you'll be working with a partner in this case. Guess who?"The detective completely lost his mood and did not want to lean back in his leather chair. If there’s a
"Briannova Carlos."Nico repeated the name of the girl sitting opposite him. "I should've known that you're a girl." She sighed and watched the waiter as they laid their order on the table. It's only been a few minutes since they've met, and the young detective already concluded that she's trouble."Is there a problem if I'm a girl? I wasn't informed that you DEATH agents are judgmental."The young man frowned. "That's not what I meant, Nova."The woman stopped sipping tea and quickly turned to him. Her eyes narrowed. "What did you just call me?""Nova," Nico shrugged, "or would you like me to call you 'Brian', instead?" He's teasing here.Nova stopped talking and continued sipping tea. Nico reluctantly swirled the tea before gently removing it from himself. He doesn't like tea.When Nova lowered her cup, "Looks like you don't like tea.""Never did, never will."He just nodded and picked up a brief case. Nova looked around first to make sure no one could hear their conversation. Fortu
The moment Nico stepped out of the shop, he immediately saw the female detective standing to one side and talking to an old man. 'She still has time to be a good samaritan while working?' he frowned at the thought. He waited for the old man to get away before speaking."Their family has just moved and she's asking for directions. She's looking for the hospital where her son works." Nico was unaware of those words coming out of his mouth.Nova immediately shot him an incredulous look. "How did you know that? You could've been eavesdropping."Nico shrugged without emotion. He doesn't have time wasting his saliva on an amateur who can't appreciate the art of deduction. He reminded himself that he had to talk to the old HELP chief to remove this woman from the case. 'She's just a weight,' Nico thought.They were just walking quietly when he suddenly stopped. Nova immediately noticed this and turned to him, "What is it?""On the count of three, run behind that black Audi." At the same time
Miranda Perez's residence11:32 a.m."Covs borrowed money from me that day. I was just going to deliver it to him because I was on my way home from work when I noticed the door was open."Nova nodded and took down notes like a good detective would do. He would not waste his several years of training with the agency just to miss a few details in an important case like this. "Did you notice a suspicious person before you saw your cousin's body?"Miranda, the victim's cousin and the first to see the body, thought for a moment.Yes, Special Agent Briannova Carlos is pretty sure that she's handling things smoo ---"Are you recalling scenes from your memory? Or, perhaps, you are thinking of an excuse to lead us off the case?"Miranda's eyes widened when the young man next to Nova suddenly spoke. Nico leaned closer and narrowed his eyes at the girl, making the witness feel uneasy. Nova just landed on his forehead. 'What the heck is he doing?' He stopped his annoyance by taunting Eastwood's "
Nico's apartment is a synonym for disaster. That's what visitors always tell him --- not that he always has visitors, that is. 'Having visitors is a waste of time,' he reminded himself. But the truth of the matter is, sometimes he doesn't want visitors because he doesn't want to be disturbed in his work ... often he doesn't want visitors because he doesn't want them to have an accident because of the amount of clutter. It is difficult to answer their hospitalization."But it's harder to get along with my partner in the case!"He slumped down on his favorite blue sofa and rested his feet on the pile of books in front of him. Nico winced as he still had the cup of coffee on his side. He can't even remember when he used it. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes."Heartless Killer ... You really are heartless, in every sense of the word."Nico repeats the information he has read about the victims. ‘He leaves no evidence at the crime scene, and he seems to be socializing with the victi
Nova stared at the file reports on her desk for a long time. She had them neatly laid in front of her, with a cup of tea by her side. She sighed and finally slumped on her fluffy pink chair, as colored as her pink hair."This doesn't make sense! I can't really find any similarities between the victims --- well, they're women, that's a given fact. But if I can't find a pattern fast, we'll know who the next target of Heartless Killer? Gosh! "Nova just heard the door of her room open. She can almost imagine Nirvana frowning at her, "Ate, are you talking to yourself again? All right, I'll tell mama you're going crazy."Nova turned to the younger sister and gave her a sweet smile, "Try it. Go ahead, I won't serve you ice cream on Sunday."When the seven -year -old heard the 'ice cream' it automatically smiled and ran towards Nova. Nirvana hugged her older sister and kissed her cheek. "Just a joke, sister! You're really beautiful! You're free, aren't you?"Nova just laughed at her sister's
Detective Nico Yukishito stared at the man, assessing his appearance. In other words, he examines its soul. 'Nothing escapes my observation,' he thought before shaking his head. He could feel the tension building over them by the lawyer. "Lelouch San Andres? Doesn't ring a bell.""What are you doing here in my house?"Nico frowned, "That's also what we want to know, attorney. Enlighten us! Maybe you can explain to us why Ms. Bonnie Javier's head was found in your yard?"The young lawyer's eyes went to the crime scene. Nico's eyes could not escape its slight shock. Still, the man remained silent and composed. The detective knew it was probably practiced to control emotion. "I don't know anything about that thing.""Really? Then, care to have an interview over a steaming cup of coffee?" He casually offers it. The man immediately shook his head and grinned, "I have the right to remain silent. I am fully aware that anything I say on this matter might be used against me, detective."'Is th
During the interview, Nico let his attention drift towards the police officers who were busy enjoying their steaming cups of coffee. He remembers that he hadn't finished the coffee that Dan had given him earlier. He frowned even more. 'Don't they even plan to offer me coffee ?!'There is really no justice in this world!A few more minutes later, Nico realized that Vincent was with Inspector Ortega. He didn't notice that their boring interview was over. Losing interest in things that bore him is one of his many talents.Nova frowned at him, "Earlier you were stunned there. Let me guess, you intentionally ignored us because you find infidelity cases boring and a waste of your precious time?"Bingo.Detective Nico Yukishito smirked, "I'm a man of many talents.""Unfornately, handling a simple interview isn't one of them."The young man's grin disappeared. He just took the notes that Nova handed him. “Heartless Killer looks like a stalker,” Nico said as he read the information."How did y