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• 59

  I chose to let it pass until it ended on its own.I gulped. I had thought that this relationship ended when they broke up with me during these weeks, so what was she trying to do now?Could it be that one of them saw me caught red-handed by Detective Werner and concluded that I was someone who couldn't be trusted with responsibility, and wanted to collect a fine?Or did they know my intention to spill the beans, and thought to get rid of me?Okay.I know my mind has been very paranoid lately, but it's certainly a plausible option.Michael told them everything about my betrayal, and they decided that I had to go.It makes even more sense that David's death was part of their plan.They made it an ultimatum of sorts.It was as if they were saying, "It's your turn next!"My phone vibrated again.[Elena is calling...]I gulped and started to feel uncomfortable.Why isn't Eva back yet, anyway? How many hours has she been in the bathroom?And why did it get so hot in here?The third call cam

• 58

  I was turning the door knob and was already anticipating another surprise attack.My eyes darted behind me to see who might be the troublemaker now. Because if there was, he'd better show up or he'd really ruin my night.The last time I looked at my watch, the short hand was already showing eleven o'clock. Normally, I'd have gone to bed an hour earlier.But, because of an oversight, and a legal regulation that was rigged as well, I had to stay up like this.Yes... the rigged laws. If the tension of this whole situation starts to drop, maybe I'll teach Detective Werner a... lesson.Not the harmful kind of revenge. I can see that he's an honest and firm law enforcer (and because of that firmness, I'm sure one or two suspects ended up confessing before even getting to the interrogation room), but I think that sometimes there's a line that shouldn't be crossed, and everyone should start respecting that line.Ah... what the hell was I thinking. It must all be because of the [Logical Reasoni

• 57

  Right from the start, it was a mess.And I'm starting to not care.What? You think, when I leaked almost everything to Detective Werner, I had a clever scheme that went one step further?Yes, and no.I might use Detective Werner to find Michael for me, but then what?His existence can't even be controlled by someone like Eva, what can an ordinary cop do?And as for Eva, I had considered it too. In the last fight, I think she was just holding back.I mean, okay, I'm nothing compared to the two of them (Michael and Eva), but at the very least, the person who defeated you in less than five seconds must be a very dangerous person..., right?My original plan was to investigate Michael's whereabouts first, cut ties with Elena's people, and cooperate fully with Eva.That sounded brilliant.I hate to admit it, but Eva is the equivalent of an army. No matter how many opponents I had, if Eva was by my side, I would most likely win.But, I ended up thinking it was stupid. Because even though Eva

• [THE DETECTIVE VI]

  "What?""There are no anomalies like you said," Amy said indifferently. The woman downed her half-empty coffee cup. "I mean, anomalies?""Do you think this is all a joke?"Amy shrugged. "Life is a joke, isn't it?" She frowned when I didn't break eye contact, then sighed. "Everyone takes this job as seriously as you do, okay. And, no. These are all preliminary test results.""So what does it say?""Do I have to repeat it ten times?" snapped Amy, in a more sarcastic tone this time. "I don't think so, really. If you want to go through a more intensive examination, I can refer you to the city centre's more adequate research agency. That is, if they believe your alibi.""What does 'if they believe' mean."Amy frowned, again. "You're sure you're not drunk, right?"I growled, stomped my feet repeatedly, and prepared to leave. What a bunch of corrupt people who like to manipulate facts.Were they this pathetic to begin with? Were they already beyond help.I went to the interrogation room agai

• 56

  "I said you saw it wrong," I insisted. Although I looked calm, my mind was in turmoil.Of course, this wasn't my first time at the police station. The first time was when I had to see Shane. It wasn't an experience I remembered. I still remember how intense it was, even chatting here. Even then I was just a visitor, but now I'm being brought in as a suspect.My hands were handcuffed to the table, and Detective Werner, the man who had prejudged me at school, was sitting in front with a meaningful grin. "Look at you. Don't you realise your position? You've been cornered, and you can still make excuses?""I don't know what you mean--"That's when the detective handed me a mobile phone displaying a video.The video of my fight with the slimes earlier. It didn't show the slimes (as Eva said, the eyes of ordinary people wouldn't be able to catch it. It seemed to apply to the camera as well).But, it captured the image of me suddenly disappearing and bringing fire out of nothing like an unp

• 55

  I bit my lower lip rather hard. Half annoyed, half regretful.Indeed, Eva had previously warned about the appearance of an extra act, and the possibility of a monster attack. But, I thought that it was only limited to zombies, not other monstersNot like the one I was facing now. Because now, just as I was about to step into the house and turn the door knob, my steps had to stop in front of the porch because two greenish slime figures were bouncing in front of me.No, no, no. Not just two, but three, four, five. Ambushing me from all directions.I've seen these, not only in games and films, but also in souvenir shops. They're often played with by small children, and even eaten by some with slightly retarded brains.But, of course, they would never think that the slime would become this big; alive; and come at them with murderous intensity.I looked around and held a vigilant stance. The last monster I fought had unexpected movements and abilities. If zombies, which are usually synonym

• 54

  I parked the car in front of a small local pharmacy near the street. Ever since returning from the casino, my head had been in severe pain.I didn't know if it was because I'd been awake for almost 48 hours or because of the string of tangled facts I'd just discovered.I approached the pharmacist, handing over the prescription I'd been holding onto for a while. It's something I got long before I moved here, I think.Lately, my head had been hurting, but I couldn't sleep. I guess that's why there's a sleeping potion in there that I need to take.However, after receiving a plastic bag of what I wanted, I quickly threw the sleeping pills in the bin, and took some energy-boosting vitamins.I don't need sleep right now! I just need answers!"Ah, that strange Mr Strange from earlier," said an unfamiliar voice... next to me.I turned my gaze to the side and found a face that was... can I call it familiar?I did feel like I had met her, but that's also how I feel when I meet new people.The g

• 53

  "First of all, was it really an accident?" I asked while taking out a small note.I asked us to go outside to make the atmosphere more conducive (as well as to keep him awake. Learning from past investigative experiences, it's much more effective to question people who aren't high).Instead, this Becker stole a bottle of alcohol to drink outside.His eyes were now wide open, and if he fell further (and he would), then things would be even more troublesome."No pleasantries first?""We don't have the time, do we, sir?"Becker chuckled. A chuckle that slowly faded and was replaced by a heavy-handed reply. "You've heard the rumours, and you know the answers, why ask again?""I need confirmation."Becker shrugged. "Fair enough." He took a swig, sighed, and burped. "She was murdered. I don't know by whom. Some sane people suspect those two little bastards. Although they have innocent looks, but after all, they were the only ones there. Tell me, is it possible for someone to be found decapi

• 52

  Does he know? "Oh, really?" Remember. Don't make assumptions beforehand. Next time, I'll make the same mistake as before."Why did you do that? Sara... you... why are you that heartless, anyway?"Hah, it was just that calm. "I..." From the romances, I must look sympathetic anyway. "It was a mistake, Miss Irene, really. It was a mistake. I ... if I could have stopped Silas that time, it would have been Sara now ..." Come on... tears, come out. Just a little bit."So why didn't you do it?" Irene was so frustrated.Oh my goodness. Is someone like Sara really worth missing? "I... I was late."What I heard next was a surprise: it was a snicker. She's crazy, isn't she? Or has she realised? "You're right. It's all my fault." His laugh ended with a bitter smile and eyes that were fixed in an enigmatic direction. "I shouldn't be here."She looked away without speaking again.What the hell?Do you think this is some kind of reenactment of a sad film scene? My mind is full, you know.Hopefully,