~At The Detective Agency Office~
"What do you mean it didnt seem important?! This makes him a suspect!" The chief was yelling at what I assumed was a new person. What he was yelling about I had no clue. That is until he spotted us. "Mika! What're you doing here?" He asked walking up to me and Yaka who were still holding hands. "I came..to rejoin. If I still have place here that is." I said my face neutral as ever. "Of course! And you came just in time. I just got news, emphasis on just.." the chief sent a glare at the person he was just yelling at who was sitting at there desk. "..that the father of the kid seemed unfazed when he heard his son was dead. In fact I was told he sound a bit happy about it. I want you two to investigate this. It's perfect timing cause the knife we found had no evidence of anything and we were at a dead end. I decided to back track kn everything from this case starting at the beginning. Then I got this news." The chief explained
"On it. Any information about this guy?" I asked. "Notbyet. I have someone working on it now. Oh here it is." Someome handinded me a yellow file that said *Information On Hikaru (L/N)*. "Is this the kids father?" Yaka asked peajing at the file as I opened it to look through. "Yes. All the information. Where he lives who he is. Everything. I expect you guys should be able to take care of it?" The chief asked. "You got it." Yaka said nodding a bit. The chief nodded with a small smile and left to his desk. "He lives not that far from here. Let's go." I said and we both walked out.
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We got to the guys place and I knocked on the door. "What is it?" The guys said seeming upset and opening the door. "Sorry. We dont want girl scout cookies." I bit back a laugh as Yaka seemed a bit offended. The guy started to close the door but I stopped him. "Actually we're with the detective agency. We are here to ask you some questions." The guy looked at us for a second then sighed and opened the door. "Make this quick." He said. Yaka looked like he wanted to hit the man. Probably still upset he was accused of being a girl scout. We walked to the living room and sat down. Hikaru in the chair and me and Yaka on the couch. "You're the father of (Y/N) (L/N), correct?" I asked. "Of course. Is that all?" He asked seeming a bit impatient to get us out. "Do you have any other kids? A wife?" I knew all of these answers but I was making sure we had the right guy. Just in case.
"My life is none of your business. Now if that's all I'd like you to leave." He said. "Answer these questions and we'll gladly be on our way." I said. The guy looked at me then Yaka. The two seemsd to have a staring contest or something before he answered. "My wife died three years ago. I had three kids. One disappeared when my wife died and as you know another got killed. My last son is quiet and doesnt come out of his room except for school and food and stuff." Hikaru said leaning back in the chair and crossing his arms. "Alright. Mika we have a better chance if we come back later." Yaka knew I wanted to look around and he was right. Backup would be better and this house was a bit big so more people would be better. "Fine." I said then stood up and left. I walked outside and Yaka appeared a second later.
"I dont like him...he's hiding something and he was impaired to get us out of there..." I said as I walked. Yaka followed beside me and said. "Yeah....I dont like him eirher... " I smirked slightly. "Is that cause he said you were a girl scout?" Yaka looked away. I laughed slightly. "Oh lighten up I'm sure he meant no harm. He probably saw me and thought you were a leader or something." I suggested and he sighed. "Whatever. I still dont trust him." He said as we walked back to the office.
**Sorry it was short but I wanted this to be just about the father and I have like a bunch of other things too so yeah. Till Next Time! Byee!**
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The High School Murder
Mystery / ThrillerHe was 17. Way too young. He had a couple friends. Average grades. His home was hard but he never let anyone know. So what caused this? Was it an accident? Was it done by himself? Could it have been planned? A family member perhaps? All we know...