P.I Blues
Prologue
She wore a long black coat with matching combat boots. Her hair, black, was tied up in a ponytail and her eyes—determined and serious—surveyed the scene before her. She was with her supervisor—Takayanagi Akane—on a little trip to a crime scene. She watched as people took pictures and looked for evidence.
A man came up to them,"Suicide. It looks like drugs. Come with me I'll show you."
They followed him to the body through the copious amounts of people. Their eyes glanced at the few civilians at the side of the room comforting a little boy.
He must be the first founder. Sayaka thought as she walked passed. She didn't have any sympathy for the boy. It's life. Things happen. Good thing it didn't happen to him.
Yet."Here she is. Take your time.",the man said before he left them alone to examine the body. The man then called out to everyone to leave the room except for the few people comforting the young boy. It became really quiet except for a few sniffles and the noise from outside the door.
Akane looked at Sayaka,"You're the head of this case. Go do your thing."
Sayaka nodded and then put on disposable gloves—her eyes focused on the victim on the carpeted floor, not even sparing a glance at her supervisor. The victim was right by a coffee table—populated by piles of books and drinks.
She must've liked reading.One of the drinks was purplish-blue. It must've have been the poison. But as she looked closely, there were three drinks neatly placed.
3 people?But she ignored it and looked towards the victim.
The victim wore a red business suit with matching heels. Her hair messily covered up her face and one of her hands was curled into a fist. Her neck was a deep shade of blue—probably from drugs—and bits of foam could be seen from her mouth.
Sayaka observed these and made a starting theory.
Suicide from drugs. "What's her name?",Sayaka asked.
"Umeda Ayaka. She was an office worker for Tokyo International for nine years.",Akane informed while reading from the profile of the victim.
"Did she have any major accomplishments or anything like that?",Sayaka asked as she continued to examine the victim's body. She checked the pockets. Nothing was there. She removed the shoes. Nothing was there. She checked the curled up fist. Something was there—a ring.
"She was voted for best manager three years in a row including this year. Why? You got something?"
"Yeah just a little.",Sayaka said as she examined the hand closer. It was bloody and the nails were destroyed—as if she was scratching something.
What was she scratching?
Second theory.
Murdered."How did the boy find her?",Sayaka asked as she got up from examining the body and looked around.
"Why don't you ask him yourself?"
"Can't you see him? He's traumatized. Now come on Akane give me it."
Akane sighed before she read the report.
"He said he found her after her door was left wide open. He was going to ask for some help with his homework but as you can see. She's dead."
Why would he ask her for help? Doesn't he have parents?"Who are those people?",Sayaka asked as she pointed at the group of people in the corner of the room.
"Neighbors. They all take care of the boy after his parents were killed."
Sayaka nodded before she walked past Akane and opened the bathroom door. She thoroughly looked through everything in the bathroom before she made a conclusion. But all she found were a bunch of cleaning products.
There's nothing."Did she go out of the country recently?",Sayaka asked—still looking in the bathroom while Akane read the report outside.
"No but she went to Hokkaido for two weeks. She just got back two days ago."
Sayaka walked back towards Akane—who was making herself comfortable on the couch by the coffee table.
"Any idea why she was there?",Sayaka asked.
"We heard she was on vacation with a man.",one of the neighbors answered.
A man?"What man? We haven't heard of a man.",Akane questioned. It wasn't in the profile and Sayaka was getting a bit curious.
"She said it was her fiancé. When we heard about it, we were shocked but happy nonetheless.",one of the neighbors answered.
Was it the fiancé?Sayaka hunched over and checked the victim's hand. She looked at the ring and examined it closely.
Expensive.
"What do you suppose happened Akane?",Sayaka asked as she got up from examining the corpse.
"Suicide of course. It doesn't look like murder."
"You are wrong.",Sayaka said—enunciating each word clearly.
Akane scoffed,"Excuse me? I'm pretty sure I've done this a million more times than you. This is your first case. Don't get ahead of yourself."
"But it doesn't take from the fact that you are wrong."
"What are you talking about?",Akane questioned. She was appalled that on the first day on the job—her subordinate was insulting her.
"If I said it was murder, who do you suppose it could be?",Sayaka questioned.
Akane raised an eyebrow—curious—but relented and just answered.
"Well we only have the fiancé to go by don't we? Do you think the fiancé did it?"
"He couldn't have.",Sayaka said.
"What do you mean?"
"He wouldn't buy a ring that expensive just to kill her later. And if he did plan to kill her, he'd have done it after they were married so he could get her assets."
"Ok then. But we don't have any other suspects.",Akane said.
"Oh we do. It's quite clear to me now.",Sayaka said before she pointed at the boy in the corner,"He's your killer."
"W-What?! Sayaka you must be joking. You know you could get in a lot of trouble if you're wrong you know?",Akane exclaimed before she said a small sorry to the group of people.
"I know but hear me out.",Sayaka said earnestly.
Akane sighed but waved her hand—letting Sayaka do what she wanted.
Sayaka said a thank you for letting her continue before starting.
She pointed to Umeda Ayaka's hands.
"Her hands are bloodied and her nails are destroyed. She was scratching at something very violently but why would she do that? Anybody would write a suicide note before they would kill themselves and the floor is carpeted. So what was she scratching at?"
"I-I don't know.",Akane said flustered—not noticing those details before.
Sayaka pointed at the coffee table piled with books and drinks,"She liked reading didn't she?"
"Y-Yeah it was said she liked books."
Sayaka picked up a book and showed it to Akane—who's eyes widened at the sight of the book.
"But why would a manager for Tokyo International be reading 3rd grade math books?"
"I-I don't know."
Sayaka gestured for the group of people in the corner,"Everyone of you except for the boy come here."
They left the boy behind—choosing to come towards Sayaka.
"Take those books off the table."
They nodded and proceeded to take them off. Book by book, a message started to appear, and Sayaka's theory was starting to prove correct. By the time all the books were taken off, the message was in full light. The neighbors covered their mouths in shock.
the boyIt was etched on the table clearly albeit very messily. In the letters, bits of dried blood and pink nail polish could be seen. Akane looked at Sayaka in disbelief—shocked that her kouhai saw something she didn't.
"We know the boy doesn't have parents.",Sayaka said,"And despite all the other people in the building floor, he chooses to come to Umeda Ayaka for help. Isn't that weird? He must trust her greatly for sure. She must've helped him many times."
The people in the room were confused. What was she getting at?
"...just like a mother would.",Sayaka said."But then comes a man to whisk her away and she'll be the third parental figure to leave him. So what does he do? He kills."
Sayaka points at the table where there were still drinks,"Why are there three drinks? Nobody was planning to stay over and the most likely person would be her fiancé and the boy who comes regularly for help."
"He planned to kill the fiancé but killed his Umeda instead."
"Shut up!",the boy's voice could be heard."Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!",he continued—covering his ears as he said it.
The neighbor's and Akane looked at him sadly but Sayaka could care less.
The boy's a murderer. He doesn't need my sympathy.The door suddenly opened and the man from before came in,"We heard screaming. What happened?"
He looked around and found his crime scene messed with and tampered. He had some explaining to do to his supervisor. He was about to get mad until...
Akane pointed at the distraught boy,"There's your killer."
"W-What! The boy? How do you know?",he said incredulously—completely forgetting the ordeal he was in.
"We'll write a report on it later. But for now, thank Yamamoto Sayaka."
"Let's get out of here.",Sayaka said as she took of her gloves and threw them in the trash bin. She passed by the staff and out of the apartment building followed by Akane.
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"So she died from poison from the boy! Nice job!",Akane said while chasing after Sayaka in the parking lot.
But when Sayaka heard that, she turned around and looked at Akane who was running after her.
"She's not dead. I can't believe no one checked that."
Akane looked at Sayaka in disbelief.
"Please don't tell me you knew it all along."
"Of course I did I'm not stupid.",Sayaka said as she smiled and turned around to go back to her car. But Akane chased after Sayaka and grabbed her shoulder violently.
"Then what happened?! I have to go tell them!",Akane exclaimed—panicking greatly.
"Oh right I'm sorry I forgot. Yeah she has chlorine poisoning. At most she has about thirty minutes left."
"Thank you!",Akane said before she bolted back to the apartment building to warn the people.
Sayaka looked at the panicking Akane running towards the elevator.
I'm not waiting for her. She'll be fine without a ride.She then turned around a made her way to her car. It was black, sleek, and sporty—like her—and that's why she bought it.
Her phone rang as she was walking and she plucked it out of her pocket to answer it.
"Hello?"
"This is Kashiwagi.",a voice said through the phone."Are you guys finished?"
"Oh yeah we got it done. So what did you want?",Sayaka asked she reached her car.
"We have a new arrival. She's a transfer like you. Treat her well.",the woman named Kashiwagi said.
"You know that's impossible Kashiwagi-san. I never treat people well.",Sayaka said as she smiled.
"I know I know. But you have to make this one work."
"Why what's wrong?"
"She's your new partner."
END PROLOGUE
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